The evening world. Newspaper, March 16, 1921, Page 21

= “Ye oe, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 16, 1921 iM qt Georgette Cohan Explains Why + She Prefers Hubby and Home , To Stage Career Like Parents ne +1 z act] tributes Her Natural Can You Beat It ! ; By, Jomesticity to Being By Maurice Ketten | taised in France—Will BONbu HEAR Start in Small Apart-. THOSE SHRIEKS ment. By Fay Stevenson. Cormrriatit,. 160, by The Prow Publisting Co. (The New York Evening World) ‘lated the Libretto—All ~ \@@thers Europeans Ex- Sx. \@ept One, an Indian. FP ihc mal i | larguerite Mooers Marshall. "flow York evesine Worth on See er Must Be A DENTIST'S OFFICE DOWNSTAIRS WHAT Do You THINKS IT IS 2 ? ae { (The it ID OPERA, as given in New if York, is the greatest of all ‘it melting pots. } a New York audience lis- the other night, to the Metro- if Opera Company’s newest pro- ai m, “The Polish Jew," probably ( \fmedt any, in that audience realized ° MR there had contributed to ‘ evening's entertainment no leas eleven different nationalities i red over three continents. In which of the cities of Europe, seeth- ing to-day with racial antipathies, could such a composite of musical art be presented? North America, South America and Burope are the continents repre- sented in what might be described as , the all-comers' promicre at the Met- j Fopolitan. And the nationalities in- i ; 4 Jude American, Bohemian, Czecho- jan, German, Italian, Hun- , Armenian, Austrian, French, nm and Indian, Polish Jew” was composed by Weis, born a Bohemian, an ist for many years in the City gue. Recent changes in the '8 geography, however, make him to-day a Czecho-Slovaklan. The OMT is based on rench original, by Erckmann-Chatrian, on which Sir Henry Irving's play, ‘The Bells," was ald founded. The libretto of the opera originally -waswritten in German by Victor «Leonard and Richard Batka, It h been done into English by two Amer- ican residents of New York, Sigmund “Spaeth and Ceci] Cowdrey. The famous Italian impresario, ‘@illo Gatti-Casa; who comes nfremy Genoa, city of Columbus, pre- ® wented the opera. In the cast’ were .- Angelo Bada, Itallan, and Louis D'Angelo, American-Itallan. Artur Bodanzky, conductor of the opera. is a Hungurian by Austrian, Robert Leon! » Said to be one of the best operatic actors in 4 this country, sang the role of Schmitt yuu Annette, the heroine, was sung by petite brunette Raymonde Delaunois, was born in Belgium, a native of ** Mons, but is French by marriage, her wastiind being Capt. Louis Thomas. | Heeserved with the French armies »)Aieoughont the war, but is now in this. country. Paolo Ananian, who was “a night watchman” In the cast, is aaid to be ee only singer of grand opera who isan Armenian. “All the others have (Meet killed,” observes a friend of his gach! harried country. .Phree Americans sang in “The Polish Jew." One of them, Mario Chamlee, took the role of Christian, ‘the Young hero. William Gustafson Played the part of a Polish eagéw,' was born in Boston, although his surname indicates that he is of @Geandinavian ancestry and perhaps @ descendant of the Vikings. Kath- jeen Howard, the popular American © gontralto—who admits to several ho @vops of Irish blood—had the role of Katharina. “omPhe performance of the opera marked the debut of one of the most interesting figures in the operatic world—Chief Caupolican. He san: the leading role of “Hans Mathi ‘His father was a Chilian Indian. His ecmother was a Frenchwoman. His sifeoerd as a cosmopolitan includes a oghildhood in South America and Southern France, a later period in California, five years at sea, and a - mg apprenticeship as Chatauquan s‘feeturer and singer in vaudeville, which took him all over America * ovWuas there ever a more varied col- \Ieotion of “children of the crucible," “-& more striking example of the “league of nations” which New York pose § bring together in the name of ———»_—___ 4 * BY Biwe pupiey: T would you think of me teaching acting?" nef} asked Lucile the Wait- sides; as the Friendly Patron fished a ‘taék out of his stewed corn. “You teach acting?" he echoed. That's what I said. They was a young woman in here to-day who adgor course In the profession from ie. She wants to get the low down 9m waiting so as to use It on the stage. She spills me a couple of com- pliments about being a skilful old girl, go docide to wise her up. She wants her course of learning right away, so ‘T set her down at a corner table and G¢glare school is open. “Po be a good arm waitress,’ I says, ‘you gotta learn to carry a slice of roast beef, a plate of soup, a slab of ple, some stewed prunes and a side dish of beans between your wrist and the shoulder.’ ‘Delightfully interesting,’ she says. b ‘Yes,’ I says. ‘Now, if a man says he's got a fly in his soup you musn't niget Bore. Remember it ain't your vafwneral and you don't have to weep ») @renno dead files. Simply take the r@oupyback to the kitchen, seine out ‘ fly and serve it again,’ ‘The fly” she asks. +oic@4Certatnly not!’ I says. “This guy +vamever ordered any files, Bring him yback the soup. He won't recognize Jt. And maybe he'll slip you a dime ag a token of remembrance.’ ‘ “She thanks me and smiles and so } whole biology teful all right, ANANIARKL Photos by Mishkin, see a grand sight, drop into Daly's her box part the Friendly “It has?" came from the surprised Now how about a squirt or two of coffee to go with that foolish-look- ing section of pie? You'll need some~ thing to kill the taste,” ; SOMEBODY IS HAVING A TOOTH PULLED SOUNDS Li< A MURDER ! HE NUST HAVE BROKEN THE Roots! __ GEORGETTE COHAN. It’s All Right; the Moon Not Swallowed HE moon's release from the jaws of a mythical demon was anx- jously watched and prayed for by thousands of people throughout India during a recent eclipse which was visite there. Hindus regard an eclipse as the act of a demon called Fahu, wiio is believed to swallow the moon «1 then disgorge it. On the Howrah Bridge across the Hooghly River dense crowds waited for the first glimpse of the valled moon; then with one yolve cried out: “Isko Chhordo! Chhordo!"* (“let it g0, leave It.") Before dusk the river was thronged with bathers, as bath- ing during an eclipse ds considered a noul saving act. Beggars swarmed through the city and as It Is a yirtue to give freely on these occasions they collected plenty of small coins. CAREER. OR BABIES ? Copyright, 1921, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Brentng World.) FEW years ago I knew a young woman who had a beautiful voice and who was trying to cultivate ft. She was very ambitious and wanted to carve a career for her- elf. This young woman really had tulent, and it looked as though It would not be difficult for her to be success~ ful in the work she elected to do. She was a very beautiful girl and had many suitors. But to all of them she gave the same answer: “I can not think of love or marriage because I want to to the top in my profes- sion and refuse to be hampered in any wa) She went on with her studies hope beat high in her heart. She had every encouragement for reaching her desires. But just at this time along came a young man, one she could not resist. Hoe was truly her mate, and although he loved her enough to give her up or to wait for her until she had achieved recognition which she wanted, she would not have it The little love god would not be denied and a marriage followed. This girl and her husband agreed that sho should go on with her work after she was married, but they failed to reckon GOING DOWN! EAR “DOWN - IN - THE- DUMPS"—Do you ever wonder how you get down-in-the-dumps when you were so cheerful last week? Suppose you look back and see if one of the following has not upset you: (1) Anger. (2) Hatred. (8) Jealousy. (4) Selfishness, (5) Wounded pride. (6) Dis - ap - poind - ment (missing the point). There is one thing which will abolish all six—it ts— PERFECT LOVE, Sincerely, ALFALFA SMITH. with Mother Nature and soon there came u couple of little babies: A few days ago I went to have din- ner with this family. It was onv of the most delightful evenings I ever spent. There never was such & happy home, They all adory each other and the two little chiluren are truly delightful. Every one who knows this family marvels at their happiness, After dinner the young mother sang for us. I asked her how she felt about her voice and having given up br career. She answered: “L would hot exchange places with the greatest singer in the world. I would not give up my babies for the highest stage success. I have never regretted my marriage and 1 have never felt the 8 of the limelight, Sometimes I am ald that 4 will wake up and find inyself still struggling to be an artist. I did not believe it possible for people to be @s happy as we are, “When J look at some of friends who aro straining and auiv. ing to get a place to sine in the stellar firmament, I wish I could persuade them to stop it and find happiness in another way, as 1 have, There are so many young people Who, because they have a little tal ent, at once see themselves at the top of things, and throw away real happy lives in the process of climb- Ing. ‘They do not realize that there are so few, indeed, who get the 9e8 as Compared to the thou- and thousands who imagine pent in this way on mediocre voice say noth- ing of other realms of art. “While of course one canno! that thie is time and onergy wasted, because no kind of good. training is lost, yet what is lost Ls the years of hope and worry and work that result aa uiey started—in i diocrity, Many a girl has given up the chance to be happy in the vain hope of receiving the plaudits of the » When the best possible ha ss could come to her by enjoy- eul favor of the few. I continue the study of time. I do not nt go to waste, @hould improve oue's self and enhane the value of all natura) gifts, I want my voice to be & pleasure to my family and to my friends, “But f you ask me if I had it to do all over again, which I would choose, a carcer or bwbles—I would have, the one answer—'my little fam 4 ‘All of the above ts worthy of re- lection, Many a young person stirred on by glowing stories spends ‘<QUEEN OF QUEENS” OF PARIS. CARNIVAL I HALLE ONE BECLO. dies: above photograph shows Mile. Yvonne Beclu, the beau- tiful brunette typist chosen “Queen of Queen: of the Mia reme Carnival in Paris, arrayed in her crown and “royal” garments, about to start on a tour of the city. years in a struggle of developing a talent that can never get beyond the amateur stage. Certainly the real genius can never be stopped. But all should search deep and get the best advice as to their having a goud chance for achievement be- fore they spend too much time and worry and sacrifice happiness, HER REGAL GARB "TAR JARR FAMILY OE CARDELL. Copyright, 1921, by The Pres Publishing Co, (The New York Bvening World) T the Woman's Progress Club, Mrs, Stryver, the Presidentess, rapped for order, and that dashing young matron, Mrs, Clara Mudridge-Smith, arose all in a flutter, "I waa to have read a paper to- day on ‘Should the Modern Wife Be Self-Supporting? but when I camo to write it I couldn't think of anything. Bealdes, I had no writing paper— nothing but correspondence cards, One cannot write a paper on © spondence cards, really, now, can one?" “Why do they give out such themes to the Drainiess? whispered Mrs. Jarr to Mrs, Rangle, “Anyway, Clara Mudridge-Smith has @ rioh husband and doesn't need to be seif-support- ing.” Before Mrs. Rangle could comment Mra. Hickett had arisen to wk if a wide who desired to be self-eupport- ing might not become so by selling note puper to her friends, “For we see, to instance, that Mra, Mudridge- Smith was all out of stationery,” she added. ‘There was a patter of applause, but & Mrs. Cotby arose to suy that she didn't think the idea practical, as all women bad their engraved plates which they kept at thelr stationers, and they ordered their paper 1s they needed it, “q don't think It is nice of you to spoil my suggestion!" cried Mrs Hiokett. “It is such simple ideas Ike selling home-mi.Je candies that mak: y for young gins or gentk men thrown upon thelr own re- nources, Ax for tmarried women, 1 an say for one, that all married women hate to be continually asking tholr husbandy for mone “Especially when they know their husbands have none to give them Mrs, Jarr remarked to Mrs. Rang Mra. ‘Hickett, whose husband was continually in temporary financia Meulties, overheard the remark. glared at Mrs. Jarr and bit her lips, but sat down without another word, “How would it be if married women who desired to be self-supporting went around ovnding ehiidren for other women, say at $2 or $3 a day?" suggested @ tall, thin lady, “How could she leave her own ohtl- dren?” Mrs. Jarr inquired, “She might hire another woman to attend to ber children and pay that woman only $l a day," replied the all, thin lady, ‘hen, too, the mar. woman In the first place who de- d be self-supporting might © no chitd “There, now!” cried Mre. Stryver, “You see we are getting Intensely practical! Miss Ragge’s idea in a splendid one.” ‘The tall, thin lady was Miss Ragge, evidently. “But L arise to object,” sald Mrs. Jarr, getting on her feet, “Not to gb- Ject to our becoming practical, but it occurs to me that women who have no children would hardly know how to take care of little ones, and the women who have children of their own have no time to take care of other people's.” z “But my plan would give them time," Miss Ragge retorted. “If some one took care of thelr children they would then have time to take care of other people's children.” “But what good would that do?* asked Mra Jarr. “I might as well be taking care of my own children as to take care of, say, Mrs, Rangle’s chil- dren.” Order! Order!” cried Mra. Stry- x. the gnvel, as ail the ) lo speak at once, “Mins Ragge'a idea may not be practical, but it ls certainly altruistic.” ‘Tea was now served and the movt- ing came to an end, YORK SHOPS. THE shoes tn jude green and white combinations are meet- ing with a ready sale for South- erm wear. And they are very pretty, One pair in white buck has straps and saddle trimming in green ealf leather. They have attractive perforations and a sensible Cuban heel, They look well with the sport gkirta m green or green fancy stripes: Those nev sweaters tn jade green silk soft wool are de- ligbtfully fetching. One particu. larly ao ‘hus the short sieeve edged with white Angora and the wide, rolling collar is of the same. Coorg, ov Yok erate weet F I were to name one of the most | sensible, sane, old-fashioned, girls in New York City Ida shout Georgette Cohan Souther, , 5 Here is a girl born of stage par- ents, the daughter of a big power in the theatre world, whose father had promised to write a nisical comedy for her, who snapped ‘her fingers at fame and footlights and liatened to the call of her heart Georgette's stage carcer has been « “short and merry” one, ae she tier- self dectares, It might be divided into three epochs: Debut in London ae Peter Pan. 1, Debut on New York stage at Palace last week of January: oe tated dad and made a big bit for six days. 2, Went to Palm Beach, a. William Souther, son of wealthy York manufacturer—case of love at first sight, eloped and declared ghe had “the best hubby on earth.” 3. Returned to Orpheum, Brooklyn, to fulfil contract and make farewell to stage second week in March. And “The Yarikes Doodle Boy” and hor own domestic ideas are the of her change of mind. During my first talk with she declared that she “just re help jmitating Dad” and intimaged that she might even write a nongs and plays herself, But ‘was before she met Bill. bd On the eve of her farewell to stage she half-heartedly tugged a a pair of invisible gray silk behind the scenes and gaid: “I don't give a rap for stage Bfo any more. I don't want to at anything. I want to lead my REAL life” “And how does Hubby feel ateut thisT bd “Just exactly the way I do, thank fortune,” laughed Georgette “We doth reailze that while we are young and happy I can't be a wife and actress too. I'd be sure to fall dawn on one job or the other, And Bill means more to me than anything, in the world.” a “Then of course you're awfully mestic,” I said. “I suppose you, to cook and sew and”—— “T'm al of that and more,” the little bride. In fact ehe even the little gray slipper aside and I to urge her to continue dressing fear that stage farewell would be layed while she was taiking about new plans, ‘We expect to have a home of own in time,” continued “but at present we are going to 4 furnished apartment, probably where In the Park Avenue Then, too, I suppose an is easier to run at first. Of course, (ll have @ cook,” she blushed, not Ing me to think she was too “put I'm going to do a lot of e about myself. . “I think one reason I am so tic ls because I was brought upodn } France. I really believe I'm moe like 4 French girl than an American girl. Perhaps that is why @ career means 80 little to me in comparison to a Bie band and home life, ‘ “IT make all my own @ngerte én: even attempt e few simple dreades, Most of the Paris girls go out to the shops, get the styles and then! go home nd make thelr own drestes, They don't ev tnade the way Oar girls doe ite he expensive, “Now about cooking,” Goorgotte, “really I ooo! Goo iy k very wtugpie “tua don't make fudge then?” I joked. “That's about ail the average New York girl can cook." Sorry, but I don't know bow," laughed Georgette, “and I'm not quite certain 1 want to. I suppose Bil ‘would prefer steaks and pains spas gies and puddings, I like plain, sible food. And so does he. “But you can order sensible fobde at hotels, and you might have been a star, u leading woman with your name posted on billboards all over America aud your face familiar, to millions of peopl” I gaia just! to tease her. } “And what does all that amount to?" exclaimed Georgette. "What would that mean to me? While I was pretending to dive, pretei this and pretending that would’ Be losing my real life, my real home @nd ents 1 think 1 have chosen the beter path, the quiet and sechuded éne, Th atrical people guc~ oe kK how many of them work and slave all thelr ives and never get anywhere! And even those who do—well, after all what does it amount to?” Georgette was standing before hér mirror now putting on the final dabs. There wae a look of smugness and contentment from her hagel brown eyes, It was the look of the old- fashioned, real girl, “And after I get through here, ite ‘home James,’ for me for ever and ever!" she rene eB