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> + oe SINCLAIR LEWIS SPEAKS OUT! Dissects Our Dear New York “City Full of Paradoxes” AUTHOR OF ‘MAIN STREET’ GIVES WESTERN VIEWPOINT Says We Have ‘‘Mastered One’s Own Business’’—. ' Everything Said About Us Is True, Yet No One Thing Is Whole Truth.” By Marguerite Mooers Marshall. 1923, by the Press Publishing Co. EW YORK is cabaret crazy—New York is fine and caim and sane ; New York has no home life—New York is a city of homes; New York is money mad—<New York is less inter- Commttant Son ested in money than other American bediam—New York is as quiet as the old home farm; New York is ugly and dirty—New York is rarely beau- tiful; New York is sophisticated and smooth of surface—New York 1s “‘rough-neck’; New York persecutes ite eccentric citizens—New York ig- nores them, or lionizes them; New York is and does all of these things at amce, and that's why it is so eternally interesting, why almost everything said of it is true—yet why no one thing is the whole truth!”" In that paragraph of paradoxes Sinclair Lewis, author of ain Street,” the season's most successful American novel, convinced me that he knows his New York almost as well as his Gopher Prairie—and points east, south and west. Really, I wasn't surprised, for I happened to in its ideal know that this “young Lochinvar com, out of the West” lived in and sbou. New York for at least ten years and found here the sicnder, nue-eyed young woman who is Mrs. Lewis and who shared in our break- fast table talk about why New York .sn't Main Street—thank the Lord! ‘Although more nonsense is talked about New York than about almost any other subject,” the lean, red- baired young novelist declared with emphasis, over his cereal and cream at the Hotel Wolcott. “The usual person who passes an n spends two days in a metropol n territory which has at least seven million in- habitants, as many persons as | combined population of Ireland and Norway, and then thinks he kno all about a life and a communit the exploration of which a lif would not be too long. “You know I've travelled a good bi about the country. erywhere | heard the same refrain—just as soon as they found out that I had lived in New York and my wife had been born here. ‘It's a great place to visit,’ they'd say, ‘but I don’t see how any- body can live there “They really think that the Yorker—evary New Yorker every night and all night inc: that he makes at least $25,000 a y and spends it all; that he has hame life". “Oh, but I don't think home life is possible in New York!" calmly inte polatcd Mrs. Lew's, smiling sweetly “And IT don't think it's the housing problem that’s to blame—I think it’s a state of mind. For instance, when T was a flapper I never went around to cabarets. Family Hfe is simply not for New no poasitie here!* “Oh, well, 1 don't agree that it's impossible—you are now being let into a little family argument!” grinned Mr. Lewis. “And, anyway, family life s not always the divine thi pictured, ne families are all right, but I've seen ‘em where every mem ber was cramping every other mem- ber’s style—trying to help, you know W. L. George remarked, ‘There's no place like home—which is one omfort’" I quoted. Then we laughed r. hnd got back to New York, and Lewis uttered his string of paradoxes vertheless,” [ said, “aren't there some genuine distinctions to be made between New YOtk as a whole and the Main Street brand of oiviliza- tion?” “New York is the least provincial city in the United States,” he agreed has the quality of not caring much—which is a virtue, It is the ‘wmly city n America in which T could stand up and say, for instance, that there are mot so many automobiles per capita here as in some other elties -and then escape the tar and feath- ers for my temerity, A Now Yorker would answer calmly, ‘Is that a fact? at's interesting.” Thothe “outsider thinks New York conceited because he comes here brimming over with the booster’s en thusiasm for his home town, and New York can't get equally excited. He tells a New Yorker that there are four skyscrapers ‘n his ‘burg,’ and the New Yorker, with about forty in sight, re maing unimpressed. So the home town man goes away and says that the New Yorker is bursting with con- ceit—when the N, Y. merely has a sense of proportion.” Don't you think, too, that the New Yorker, more than any other Amer'- can, has mastered the fine art of minding his own business?" 1 sug od. © has done th Mr. and Mrs. Lewis. “He has some. thing to occupy his mind besides watching his neighbors.” “And New York,” Mrs. Lewis added, “is more truly democratic than the amadl town, because in New York you can have more than one set of friends. In, the small town, if you are John Smith's friend, they ‘simply nnot understand why you do not want to play with John Smith seven nights a week. Now. NOBODY wants to play with John Smith every night!" “But in Greenwich Villuge tributed Mr. Lewis, “Lh known persona who resented it if you some- times left them and went uptown to play." Piireemwich Village,” I seems, to me simply another Main Street—a Main Street turned inside rut, with ail the taboos labelled ‘con- servative’ instead of ‘radical,’ “New York has the Gophe thing in Main Streets, toc Main Street's biographer. watched the citizens coming out of a New York church, and I knew every one of them had a Main Street ad dress—the solemn banker, with the lit ‘le pateh on his chin; hia wife, who et him have his way the rest of th week but took care that he attended at least two services on Sunday, and all the others, “But in New York there are so many persons that no matter who you are there will be the ten or the agreed both con remarked, the Fine Art of Minding Also Declares ‘Almost (The Now York Evening World.) communities; New York is a human twenty congenial friends, if you can find them. For a person who is any way ‘different,’ the small town is likely to be a much more lonaly spot than ‘friendiess,' ‘heartiess’ New York. There is 80 much more room for originality, for different sets of values, for unique approciations and talents, for creative work.” “Any disadvantages?” I asked. “I can think of one,” he smiled. “In New York there is a constant temp- tation to talk too much—especially on the part of this author." A modest remark which ends an interview, doesn’t it? But I came away fecling that Mr. Lewis's talk had aaid at least one thing which is an irrefutable a r to all this town’s bittarest critics, He didn't put it in these words, but I would— that New York, like other beauty, in the eye of the beholder! FIRST WOMAN JUSTICE OF THE PEACE IN N.Y. STATE. rather MARS JENNIE MAG Mian Ca vinms ame, RS. JENNIB MAC MILLAN of Glen Park has just been elected the first woman Justice of the Peace in New York State. She 8 the m er of six children and holds high offices in fraterna! orders. Two men were her opponents at the recent elect it sie won easily, despite the fact that she did not seek the office, Those wh» know her best believe MacMillan will perform her j duties .s well as any man, using the good common’ sense for which she has a o£ DELHI ° BY BIDE DupLEY- M THE EVENING WORLD, SATURDAY, APRIL 2,.1921. _Can You Beat It! Pern sraniy By Maurice Ketten MY CHILD HAS A WONDERFUL MENORY HE REGTES POENS | BY THE Hour Now RECITE THE SECOND PART IT’S IN | FOUR PARTS / 19H, & ‘Now DEAR: happy a ° ¢ RECITE THE POEN AROUT THE ditt LE CLOCK= Nea, / | ji dhe Press Podlinhing Oo, ck breang Word) Long past are the days when one purchase a new frock with the could ICK Toes \ | TICK. 1OCK.. } TICK -Tocts / ; GAILD - ’ PRopIG TMEeR=TOCK — Whee [oleh 4 RECITE THE POEM | ENTITLED ( a ato TELEPHONE ) ( Heo! HELLo | HELLO! FAELLO ! } HELLo | HE DIDN'T FORGET A WORD ~ HE KNOWS A MUCH LONGER ONE. A THOUSAND WORDS : RANI spear goo \Tuat’S Gooo | RECITE IT. 5 CE \ au Sf _Ticts Tock — : ae | LICK - Tacs \ Tics - Tack WMGkK Tock TICK - Tack FABLES FOR, * BY MARCUERITE MOOERS MARSHALL « THE PAIR Comynaht, 1911, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Eveutng World.) HPRE never was a woman So old—or so “NEW"— 80 tired—or so cynical—or so t So acidulously ready to snap at the male of the species, To decry his taste in humor, in neckties, in girls, To call him a tyrant—and a fool— A brute—and a baby— A peacock—and a pig— All the preadoxical “pet names” a man-hathig militant female in- cludes in her vocabulary consistency — There never was such @ disillusioned damsel Who, at about this time of year, did not—does not—become a Different Creature! When the perambulating flower-sell- ers Entreat you with tight, pink, sweet bunches of mayflowers; When park lawns turn green— And park tulips bud; When, in the suburbs, daffodils and crocuses are out, And the family flivver gets a new tire, And the men play tennis, And the women have the windows washed and wonder if the awnings are TOO faded to go another year, And the children hunt up their old baseball bats and mitts; When every new straw hat is ten degrees more enchanting than the last at which you gazed; When new asparagus (from Cali- fornia), New strawberries (from Florida), New peas (from the hothouse), New spring lamb (from the cold storage vaults), ‘ Are more persuasive than the tempta- tions of St. Anthony-- No matter what they cost, or what particular He their label tells; When the very air you breathe tempts you to leave—er—“them” off, Even if you thereby invite a cold in the head; When Venus burns in the sky, like the light in lovers’ eyes, And a mellow golden moon is an exact photograph of the one you saw behind the high school cupola ‘Ten—or twenty—or thirty years ago; When the “spring chicken” is abroad in the land, With her half-portion skirt, her multi-strapped high-heeled pumps, her fringed sash, Her bright orange hat, tail feathers dripping over the edge of it, it formed in vivid orange color & a deop bib collar and long narrow apron which was tied with a li bow and ends in back. Under: of it in bright red do not hesi oormbine with dark blue or a Copyright. 1 ‘dy the Prom Publiehing Oo, Proud and satisfied feeling of havi taffeta tunics. And as for evenin eta ied Re 5 Te nRKINe accomplished a delightful change in wear, I was surprised upon inspec- bel aur z costume. I think you will agree with 110M, to find pale green organdie a WALKER of Dethi once lost mip thas the modern woman's chanes the crisp and delightfully effective half a finger, and he is rather foundation of a soft silk lace frock, of costume consists not only of a new which under ordinary circum: about ae Stump. ‘The Mayor frock, put new hat, sho :, stockings, Would have slunk into the figu ipal speaker at a meet- 9100 which in this instance evinced an Iht citizens in Hugus Hall on SlOves, and sometimes Land bag, OF airy sinuant grace, Corsage bois Saturday, called to urge on the rail- other would-be trifle, These acces- quets ar made of organdie, in road the need of botter service, sories what turn the coveringin- dainty and enhancing colors, with he delivered his uddress he held up his te hands frequently, and the short finger was plainly visible, Just as he was about to condemn the railroad for not making the engineers whistle at the Delhi Station 4 of the hall called crossing south of the centre man in the out: me you to lose ) a costume, the ensemble. Attention to them what has raised the art of dre: @ higher standard than ever before. For instance with this season's popu- lar gray frocks, we must needs have gray shoes and stockings to complete By the way, have you 8 tc is stems of green ribbon, which may be Worn’ with afternoon or evening > frocks, Ata dance the other evening I noted & pretty coiffure on a bobbed-hair miss who had banded her forenead th gold ribbon on which tiny flow- ‘3 were appliqued. ‘This band must have been attached to an elastic band t eal hich held it to the head, for noth- seen the newest gray slippers, with ™ ? ing was sible a p sides or back. Fou must straps that have inserts of colored ‘ET (ola you herons ee etek Aco MIELE ee “coppers ieather, such as light blue or henna? tons of a very emall nize were em The man in the centre of the hat! They are really pretty, being incon- ployed to qusias an embroidery Bits held up his right hand. He also had spicucus enough to be within the te" BIR ey ent Cle other Hen lost half a finger. bounds of good taste. ek ak ee He Heareueee Praca now 2.Comne te 1GRO” ht ere vou, motined’ tne avarls Kine baler; muasen ce mace io one mine,” he said, buneh fo d the em A loud laugh followed. Mayor Walk- ciousness of this gray color which has PU Hes Gh fy go as ie 4 oe : er considered the man's question and swept everything else quite out of yray tittote hat. it eran waralarne agit pa 4 sight, for the time being at least? It ployed for t buttons the effect Baleone meee ne 10 AHO anpeared in the fom of coats, wat ld be equally attractive on @ gray “Right here!” replied the brave con- just like the black satin ones that eae able , started out with such confidence of A « . Asroat that man superior power. They are quilted if nswers to Queric Brown lesped at the fellow and a i they are Dear Miss Lodewick: Aight followed in which the constable OM 80 likes them, or they are Ik 1 losed fi wis Knocked down four times and trimmed with monkey fur, or the pop ! am using silk like inclosed for Spanked by the other man, He suc- ular gray knotted wool, and made the crown and facing of a brimmed ceeded in capturing his prey, however, with n tuxedo fronts. Canton D&t:.and would appreciate your sug by telling him a funny story about 4 With’ open tuxedo fronts ‘ gestion as to a suitable upper brim are hb Rak SS ‘ crepe makes such coats more attrac- and trimming. MRS. E. P. De ero Who was about to be hung. When the meiev had subsided the tive than satin, which, especially in Your peculiar pench color matin. of Mayor continued bis address, but it gray, suggests too much dressiness. ‘brownish tint, would culmbine, beet was plainly seen he was chagrined. eats aver'ai g list of With brown and trimming of brown Mayor Walker suspects an anti. _Oreandie has a never ending list of "i green wheat placed either at the Walker plot was behind the affair, He Sttractive ways to compel our atten- nase of the crown oF massed at t thinks it was an effort to discredit him tlon, some of which I have spoken of front in a cabichon in his race for re-election. ‘The whola befogo, But recently I have seen some Vown ta daring exploitations of this fabric. Dear Miss Lodewick: There much indig WHAT 18 CAVIAR? For insta HERE brown taffeta fr THE ANSWER. ly know what it is? OW many people who enjoy eating caviar r I | Alexander J. Hartmann, Managing Director of the Pacife Marit Indust of the Hote! Pennsy “It is nothing more than the roe which is so abund could equal that of Russia.” of the salmon,” ev! he er says, " ‘8 of Petrograd and Kamschatka, who is a suest Vania, has given us the answer he fish in your Northern waters, but is prepared in Russia by special recipes, and no American caviar he been made which ! purchased a dark blue Georgette frock recently, which seems too plain and heavy looking, the whole being lined with blue china silk, and the entire skirt tucked, also lower portion of waist. Am thirty-three years old, size 36, of youthful appearance. How oan I remedy this frock? Thanking you. MISS W. V Open the front of the bodice to a ow V, cutting past tucks If nec essary, and fill in with a lace ehem sette with collar att which sur rounds the back of the Lod!ce Dear Miss Lodewick: | am making a gray Canton crepe dre: and will have to wear some sort of petticoat, as the goods can be seen through, What would you sug: gest as a smart color that | could wear also with a dark blue Geornotte? MISS G. not in vogue, chiffon Dear Miss Lodewick: Colored petticoats ar Will you please tell me what to use Her shaved eyebrows, her lipstick, her summer furs-— Her general ridiculousness and ir- resistible smartness— She's the girl who puts the “chic” in chicken! you also would be emerald greon And she and all the other “signs of spring” make YOU yearn For silk stockings, seventeen new hats, an exotic sachet, the smart thing L: to have ol as trimming on a brown Canton crepe @ dozen frocks supplied with foundations. 30 dress which | am making, the skirt American Beauty roses, a book of 1 would suggest a gray pussy willow of which is a straight full width? booms, a long, sweet, indefinite va- or satin petticoat, with shallow seal- Had thought of using many rows of s either bound or finished with a self-color ribbon. MISS N. cation from your job, lagi 18h en nich would be practical Your own suggestion iy good, or And @ well-tallored, college-educated, i Aaa Cael ad You, mieht Cmbroider laree squares passionately primitive Apollo, Oe hat nore and rior evening frock one on cach wf the sleeves whie a WhO can make love better than Sir . lace collar finishes the neck would you suggest for me which could be worn this summer? Am rather /f any of fair-complexioned, with good color, as to proper brown eyes and dark brown hair; readers be my or aged twenty-four. MISS E. B. fails of their costuming, | would be vlad to aid them with suggestions Hydrangea blue chiffon would be should they care to write, and teill leligntful comibined with cream lace print my replies in. the’ following and a Narrow cerise velvet ribbon en- week's letter twining the waistline, Attractive on Posing for the Paris F in doubt becoming trim- ming, design, material or finishing de- MILDRED LODEWICK ashion Photos Richard Lovelace, or Romeo, or Tristan, And whom YOU inspire to outshine all past efforts of his own! Yes, that’s spring fever for a wom- an— And there isn’t any cure! FAMOUS STREET SCENES ONLY “SETS” IN ARTISTS! STUDIOS WFHE CHAMeS caverene WEN CO ARING AWADS Ray Ste So sure that Adam*was Creation’s first and greatest mistak Without the slightest sense of in-' bored, WOULD YOU CALL MISS NANINE FISH A BEAUTIFUL GIRL? you think Mise Nanine Fish, | shown in the shove photograph, is a beautiful girl, you are wrong. n Nanine Fish is the name of a University "ot .C. BE. Cane, mem- k and Wig Club, He principal part in “Some- body's Lion,” a school production to ed at the Metropolitan Opera this month, r “make up’ Pennaylvania bo ber of the M BY ROY L.MscARDELL Cop right, 1921, by the Pypuiens 66] HPAR it was the opening of the fishing season and you have been fishing for trouts ont of town,” remarked Mr. Slavin- sky, the glass-put-in-man, as he in- tercepted Mr. Jarr on the tatter’s homecoming, “Oh, that was dast Staday I’ went trout fishing,” replied Mr. Jart. “1 tried to tell you about it the other day and you said you didn't want to hear; now you want to hear and [ don't care to tell 'you."" “Well, I got some time to waate now, #o tell me about it, Was it good fish ing? “I should say it was good fishing!" said Mr. Jarre, “Why up there at Lake Munchausen, when the fishing Season opens all you need to do is to have one of the bait boate"— What do you mean, bait boats? interrupted Mr. Slavinsky suspi- clously, “They are built of wormwood,” Mr, Jarr expluined, “and when you row them over the fish schools, the fish come running out of school and jump into the wormwood boat and, if you don't row away quickly they'll sink the boat." “The fish come out of their schools 30 quick like as the children run out of their sehools throwing baseballs and breaking winders—not that any law should stop innereent fun—and that’s the way it's done when the fish get after the worms in the wood out of which the boat is made, hey? usked the credulous glagier, “Approximately,” replied Mr. Jarn “But L never eaw such hungry figh; we had to run ashore and hide behind a tree to keep them from biting Jig.” The fish was so thick in the water they'd shove you out on the land it you tried to go in swimming?’ asked Mr. Siavinsky And that friend of yours, Jack Silver, ts back from Horida, wherg the rich fellers give colored men that wolk for thom eight thousand dollars to buy grapefruits, and them cobered 8 KO and buy booze mit it.” ‘ut what has this to do with fish~ asked Mr. Jarr Well, anybody who buys that much “Do K?"" asked Mr. Sarr, If only drink water. Did you ever give any Uquor to # fis O, 1 wit't vot any to waste thas way uid Me. Slavinsky ut wha u was that Jack me where you was from Florida last tnd d@ told him you were fish- and he tol me he got a boatload fish down in Florida, too, but cit y « to make a boafloud. \ cht; I ean believe that; w told me about all the liytis seen { think he is « liar t v Seen any fish you can 1 on bread, so 1 don't believe here is any such thing as jellyfish,” Hut you have seen ®uttenfiah, tven asked Mr. Jarr. “So lif ere is butterfish, why can't there be elytish “1 don't knew," sighed Mr. Sta. vinsicy. “‘itut 1 wonder why, soon aa {starts the fishing season, everybody keta So unresponsible about what they are telling you that you cat't Ge sure whether your best friend 1s lying to you or not.” And go saying, he sighed, pheok oe . does Lote ea Ou dake eda

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