The evening world. Newspaper, February 26, 1921, Page 11

Has Paris Gone Back on The Pretty Blondes? BRUNETTE CHOSEN QUEEN OF QUEENS Fact Is, Fair Haired Girls Are Still Regarded as “Most Beautiful Creatures on Earth,” but They Are Very Scarce in France. By MargueriteMooers Marshall Goopeight, 1921, by the Prem Publihing Oo, (Tho Naw’ York Mreaing World.) AS Paris gone back on the blondes? Stirred for once from their classic calm, golden-haired Gabrielle and blue-eyed Beatrice have been asking each other this fateful ques- tion since the recent cabling of the news that a BRUNETTE, Mile. Vonne Beclu, has been chosen Queen of Queens for the Paris Carnival at Mid-Lent. More than that, out of the bevy of twenty-one queens, chosen from the twenty Arrondisse- ments of Paris and the odd one from the members of the Paris fairs, only TWO— count ‘em, two—of the lot are blondes. AM the others are dark- eyed, dark-haired beauties. Just how few tears American bru- nettes have shed over these tding: it is pot for me to say. In fa the best of all reasons, I applaud and congratulate brunette Mile, Beclu for ber victory over the embattled blondes of the French capital. For a moment or two, I was even so credu- lously optimistic as to hope that in the city which always has been con- sidered the world's connotsseur in feminine loveliness, the blonde at last was being judged and found wanting and the brunctte was coming into her own, Alas, I might have known better! In Paris, as in New York, as in the Troy of “Golden Helen,” the blonde is still her own excuse for being, ig still man’s “ideal woman.” And the only reason for the ranking of brunettes in the recent beauty contest for the Car- nival is that blondes are so scarce in this world of ours, I had this sad—or ‘joyous, according as you are brunette or bionde— news of blonde popularity from a charming Frenchwoman, newly arrived in this country, Mme. Ballat Caille. She is a connoisseur in ali things beautiful, for she was appointed by the Mayor of Nantes to collect an exhibition of all the lovely things made {n Brittany—the tapestries, laces, lin- gerie, paintings and other expressions of French artistic taste—and bring them to this country for an exhibition at the Institut Francais, No, 699 Fifth GOING DOWN! BAR RHADER: A newspa- D (per man is wonderful be- cause he always conshi- ers the other fellow first, He Jooks at each individual as “a story.” Guppose you look at the next man to whom you apply for a job as though you were 4 news- paper reporter, who is always selfiess. I tell you right now that the strongest human emotion is SYMPATHY, Love ig not an emotion; it is a scjentific thing. Therefore, learn the great lesson of sympathy. Read the papers and see what stories grip you. Seo WHY they grip you, A newspaper man always has a list of questions to ask a man to be interviewed—try this on the next man to whom you apply for a job. And oblige, ‘ ALFALFA SMITH. FRANCE’S FOUR MOST FAMOUS BLONDES. Avenue. I found Mme. Caille at the Appraiser’s Building, at the corner of Christopher and Washington Streets, patiently struggling to get her treas- “passed” for this exhibition, which ie just opening. “The Parisian, the Frenchman, ANY man," ‘declared Mme, Caille, “believes that the blonde is the most beautiful creature on earth, and that all angels in heaven will be blondes. But in Paris, especially, the blonde is almost as scarce as she is precious, The typical Frenchwoman, you know, ‘a brunette—olive skin, dark eyes, dark hair—brunette and petite. That is the Latin type, On two frontiers, the Spanish and the Italjan, the native French brunette has intermarried with the Italian brunette, the Spanish brunette, and the result is an intensi- fied brunette beauty. “In the North of France, in Brittany and Normandy, there are many blondes. Much of the artificial blonde hair comes from the heads of lovely peasant girls in this part of the coun- try. They are greatly admired by their countrymen. “The supremely beautiful woman, from the Parisian point of view, is the fall, stately, classic blonde with a Grecian profile and a regal bearing. Some of the most beautiful women the city has ever known have been blondes, There is the wonderfully lovely Georgette Leblanc, the first Mme. Maeterlinck There is the woman whom I consider the greatest beauty in Paris to-day, Mme, Gabrielle Robinne of the Comedie Francaise, There is another radiant blonde at the same theatre, Mile, Cecile. Sorel. There was the late Gaby Deslys.” “But which do you yourself con~ sider more beautiful, the blonde or the brunette?” I asked Mme. Caille, She really can be impartial about It, for she has tawny golden brown hair, tawny eyes that almost match It and a skin like a red russet apple, She Is not a classic blonde, but neither is she a midnight brunette. “Oh, I prefer the brunette type,” she replied frankly. “It has so much more expression, animation, intelli gence—in the majority of cases, mean. There is a sparkle in dark eyes, a flush in olive cheeks, a vital- ity and warmth about the dark beauty which rarely characterize the blonde. “The brunette, too, is usually much more loyal and affectionate than the blonde. The latter need be nothing else except blonde in order to please; she need not be witty or true or even passionate. Consequently, she often ig not characterized by any of tnese qualities; she is cold and selfish and conceited. She permits men to adore her, whereas the brunette knows how to love. She would make a man much more happy—yet he follows the lure of the blonde as a moth follows the candle flame. “Oh, we have our artificial blondes in Paris, as you say you have in New York,” Mme. Caille smilingly an~ swered another question, “But that sort of blondness is seldom a suc- cess, you know. The peroxide bair does not match the brunette com- plexion and eyes and temperament. No, the brunette had better accept the decree of fate and stay brunette —even though she knows that just as every child yearns for a doll with golden hair and blue eyes, so every man yearns for”— “The same thin; I sighed. So good blondes, Bke other good Americans, can still go to Paris when they die. And ff we ever follow the advice of that distinguished American oculist who advocated the banishment of all blondes because they are so hard on the eyes—then, too, blondes made in America can find a royal welcome in the Brench capital “ DOCTOR «| WANT TO KISS MY Wire «NEED « RESCRIPTION Ye, Se [AM GOING AWAYy AND | WANT To KISS AY WIFE Goobd- BYE Or A MODERN MAID GUERITE MOORS MARSHALL And Have'You Noticed the “4 this spring? 1 saw an adorable Copyright, 1921, by the, Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) ‘AZZ at parties is merely a musi- cal substitute for the prohibited cocktail—and, according to all reports, does the work equally well. Yes, Dorothea, the modern girl may be a terrible young person, but at least she doesn't read smuggled French novels and then assume in Dublic the pose of a startled fawn. When a man tells a woman, with hauteur, that there are “things no gentleman would do,” she never knows whether he is proclaiming a faith or proclaiming himself a fake, If the supply of reforms ever gives out, I propose that it be made a penal offense to say to any woman, “How poorly you're looking!” To a map the perfect love affair is invariably a short story; to a woman the p. 1. a, is a serial, “continued in our next.” How the short-haired, corsetless “freak” of other daye must ¢huckle when her astral self catches a glimpse of the short-haired, corset- less darling of fashion to-day! Why is it that a man will accuse every one in his household, including the bulldog and the canary, of having , made away with an important letter and then find it, efter ail, in his own pocket? It's all very well to tafk about equality between the sexes, but there can be no such thing 6o long as @ fat woman is a tragedy and a fat man & joke. To the average man the most ap- palling characteristic of the female mind is tts long-distance record for remembering sins, slights and, worst of ali, love passages. If “the proper study of mankind fs man,” then you all have one guess as to the improper study which man finds vastly more Interesting and entertaining Organdie Flowers Grow- ing on Taffeta Frocks? Copyrigtt, 1981, by the Prem Publidhing Oo, (The Now York Krening World.) Y¥ DEAR; I promived to tell you this week more about bats, but first I am wondering how many of you select your hats in the right way. What I mean is, do you fit your hat to your head without con- sideration of your form? Really It ts a pity that so many women do just that, whic accounts for a person with broad hips and narrow shoulders wee: ing a ‘small toque which may suit her features but accentuates her fll-pro- portioned figure. Which accounts for the fat, high-shouldered woman wear- ing a droopy brimmed hat, which shortens her neck, or the tong, thin- necked girl, who should adopt the muairoom shape, choosing an upward Marin brim, But I am not writing to preach a sermon—#ufficient to say that a long mirror in which one's full length is reflected is necemary to the judicious selection of a hut. Have you noticed how much henna, tangerine and nasturtium shades are NEW INVENTIONS. NN automatic device has been invented to shut off the flow of gas in the pipes in any room in a building in which a fire occurs and thus prevent the flames being spread. A ftour-wheeled chair for in- valide developed in England ie propelled by a one-fourth horse- power electric motor, supplied with current by @ storage bat- tery. Garments that have hecome shiny through wear can be re- stored in appearance by a re- cently patented device that draws air through the fubric to raise its nap. | KNOw IT THATS > WHY | CANE To You! =r urice Ketten a | CAN T Give A, PRESCRIPTION MUITHOUT A (REASON Just UKEA PRESCRIPTION MY DEAR: Does Your Hat Suit Your Form —@- -@ -@- As Well as hat of brown Milan whose brim, slightly drooping, was wider at the sides to accommodate two huge flat orange roses, pressed tightly against both crown and brim. These roses were of organdie, which is only another exploitation of this fabric's extraordinary capabilities, It is. in fact, becoming the favorite companion of taffeta m frocks of notel charm. Who ever imagined that such a stately fabric as black taffeta would weloome the society of American beauty red organdie as an underskirt to its fut tunic? It did just this in a beautiful afternoon frock 1 saw at tea the other day. The tiny sleeves were com- pleted with bands of the organdie, and a narrow slashed opening in the front of the #lim bodice also revealed ‘tt, while tiny strings made of it tied at the neck. I noted another individual use of organdie, white organdie, in the form of flat poppies strewn over the lower Portion of the slith bodice of a dark blue taffeta frock and trailing down the left side of the full skirt, The flowers were centred with blue Freach knots, But to return to hats. Green is an- other of the season's favorite colors, not to mention the ubiquitous gray. Georgette and taffeta ure employed ws well as straw, and lots of fruit trimn arranged in clusters over each ear, or one ear, or further to the back against the hair. Flowers also assume this munner of decoration, lending more picturesqueness of ef- fect than ts ordinarily allowed in the street. For the matron ¥ saw a stun- ning creation of bdlack straw with black glygerined ostrich laid off the side of The brim and dropping lan- guidly on the shoulder, each feather welghted by and drawn through @ black jet pendant bend. Another hat of distinction especially smart on the tailored woman who wore it on the Avenue, wae a aquare crowned black straw shape, the crown draped with wide shiny black riton, and through the narrow straight brim, a paddle of black satin was thrust on the left wide, Violets are ever alluring in th, @pring, and almost syuonymous as the lity of meter, so that a trimming of them like I noted recently you may like to hear about. It was a round crowned dark blue straw hat which mananrad it amd an the side af the Your Face? shortest, a round t was simple, but smart and exceed- ingly fetching. Ribbon is employed brim which was bunch of the violets was placed. extensively in ways that would take pages to tell about, but one of tho prettiest is the graceful, luxuriant bows of it which spray out at the sides of small hats, or rest bugs cans on the brims of large ones, rown straw trimmed with brown satin rib- bon is especially attractive if handled artistically. MILDRED LODEWICK. There Are Only 300,000 Jokes in the World, and Miller Composed 42—The Rest of ’Em Are Ab Ford Cara—Joe Never Copped* Another Gi Joke, So You've Got to Give Him Credit—.1 — Which Is More Than His Rewriters Do! °* By Neal R. O’ Hara. Copyright, 1021, by the Prom Publishing Os (The New York Hvening World.) HERE is only one man that never got blamed for pinching ' guy's jokes, That's Joe Miller, what Shakespeare was to literature and Beemen to chewitg 0 He was the works, There are only 300,000 jokes in the world, and ‘The rest of ‘em are about Ford care. Wheexewrights are more plentiful now than they were in 2 day. For every Givver that’s adsembled now, there are two guys to make wisc cracks about it, Each clty has its towering villages have ‘om in smaller sizes, Sometimes they're only in villages, Moulding gags is also an easier job to-day tion a juicy topic. Prohibition has made it easier to bat a great deal harder to listen to ‘em, : Little is known of Joe Miller's life except that he was born, ‘wp and got a wonderful funeral. It is likewise known he got melf and two days later released the first joke about mother-in-law. “Tt @ big success. This mother-in-law wheeze has been told millions of.times” T Miller composed 42, ~ THE FIRST AFTER DINNER SPEECH WAS DELIVERED TO THE i BOUNCER OF A om “ Joe was to the wheere wit and with make BOWERY JOINT. since, with many variations, but the mothers-in-law never vary an inch. They can always hit you in the same spot twice. ‘The first after-dinner speech was also created by Joe. It was in & fashionable Bowery cafe when Joe had unfortunately forgotten to bring his purse along. ‘The after-dinner speech was delivered to the boner of the Bowery joint from an advantageous position in the Bowery gutter, The text of the speech has long since been lost, but it created much"mer riment for the spectators, ‘The first joke book of the Thin’ Joa, measured by a slapstick. ma Dime series was likewise written Sy It had that one about the Irishman and the Jew and many.othet — rip-roaring yarns. This volume may not be on the shelf that Doc Eliot | measured with a yardstick, but it's positively in every collection that's Pe If it wasn't for Joe, plenty of vaudeville chaps would still be shift. ing scenery and most of as humorous guys would be back at the hard- ware countor, written by Joseph Miller, The hook of every Broadway masical show: qras To-day there is only one difference hetwaen Jaa tak dee. riippiad Grama. Joe Miller only wrote stories, The modern drama guys write three kinds of bedroom and bath. Joe waa the first to learn that brevity is the eoul of wit. And many By a wisecracking humorist has resurrected the soul of Joe's wit, but ft —” hard to be brief at ten cents a word and that is the trouble with most funny guys. But humor Is higher in our day than Joe’s. When the old boy was cracking gags, a kick in the trousers would get a laugh. Now you have to kick a guy in the dace to start any kind of a chuckle, showing humor, like all art, is going up higher. However, give Joe Miller credit. joke. He never started his spiel with “I've just got a new one.” And hq — a He never copped another guy’@ never pulled a gag like: “You win the asilk-embroidered lawn mower.” "TAE. JAR ° BY Foyv i. PB FAMILY Comrmight, 1071, by the Preag Publishing On (The New York Rrening Wort) {ERE was something, familiar about the figure of the big man standing in the crowded street car, but It was only when the man turned around that Mr. Jarr recog- nized bim as an old friend, Gus, who formerly conducted the cafe on the corner, a haven that perished with Turkey Trot ‘‘Down on the Farm p?? HESE two New England chidren had heard of the turkey trot and wanted to see It dt monstrated, so they got one of the farm gobblers that survived the holiday season and harnessed him to their little cart. 1 Prohibition. sty “Why, hetlo, Gus. Gee, I'm nee you!” cried Mr. Jarr. ‘tT Henogniae you by your back, at frst.’ “Hal got a front view of me when = wam behind my ‘bar. ‘Them was the happy days,” replied Gus. “You bet they were,” said fervently, ey gone, The old familiar places?’ “I don't know nothing about try or lamb,” said Gus, testily. “You's Detter talk to Bepler, the bute about them things. He wasn't out of business like I was with my Uquor ‘ad “Tha you doing these days? “Well, I aint no leghooter, wiolat- ing the law, you can bet, ao it aint no use to ask me if I can get you any ginooine bottle goods je Every man what was in the re! liquor business is expected tobe & legbooter theso days, but you gam bet if he is out of the busin is Foing to keep out, Me? [ am & real estater now, am a People with homes where indies other women like your wife used to say I kept their husbands ogt of their homes. I wonder who they blame jt on now?” ” by to At this a very fat man sitt) Mr. Jarr remarked, seem Gus, “How you was?" Gus looked out of the car window 4 long time and then repled: ‘Ta feeling rotten, Mayer, how you ? The fat man shrugsed his Moule ders as though to Indicate his healthy was beneath contempt. Then, some ten minutes later, he got up amd got off the car, . “That was my brother, Miyer; 5 ain't seen him im three years” re marked Gus. “So we hadn't anything: w talk about.” “I should have thought have all the more to tame about = vhree years," Mr, Jarr obeerved, “Oh, my brother Mayer anyway if [ seen him yore said Gus. “He plays the clarinet in @ orchester, so he he talk while he is working, Ite could if he played the drom or That's because you always” Am, to" talequote, Lama aad tS x } ner. So he got out of being talking. ES Mr. Jarre said nothing, and Gus remarked foolingty—"T had married @ lady out of an