The evening world. Newspaper, November 7, 1921, Page 32

T HE EVENING WORLD, MONDAY, NOVEMBER 7, 1921, © A Double-Barrelled Love Story With Twice a Hundred Happenings oe —_— CHAPTER L | HANK Heaven! My brother Jim has started a fresh love affair! After what he has been through these last two years. 1, being his twin and only sister, quite feel that 1 went away to his » school. I played in the football team, | won those silver cups on the track. I went up to Oxford when I was elghteen, 1 enlisted in an in- fantry regiment the day the war broke out, I got the Military Medal and commission. I fought on the Somme, I was twice wounded in ‘Seven- * I was recommended for the D, 8. O. And, Just before the armistice, Twas decorated by the King at Buckingham Palace, | When he fell in'love with That Girl (who was working at his hospital) @ was o@ bitter surprise to me. She refused Jim—Jim, She married a Major in the Gunners. It did Jim in for months and weary months. And mow this has happened. Hooray! | This American girl sat opposite to me in the Tube train, Jim sat up. He'd noticed. The girl, I fancy, also noticed. (She faced up, in the last seat.) She glanced down at her wrist watch. A long string of jade beads that she ‘wore round her slim neck had worked itself out. She put up @ hand to fuck the necklace in. Snap! A broken string, a gleain- shower of beads. “Do let me's. thank you's,” and “I beg your Suddenly | him, “Did you send off the green god?” jon’ Three heads knocking to-| “What? Oh, yes, I sent him off gether, Six hands groping under the|this morning. seats and between the hoards. (Two days later.) { “There, I think that's the lot,” said|| When he opened the Times at breakfast I saw Jim smile. “Jim, what does she say?” I asked Jim, holding out a handful of the jade ‘bead: eagerly, 8. “T thank you ever so much,” replicd the American girl p!ousantly, stuffing #8 the marmalade, Mouse, will them into her bag. “Tnose are all, I Thanks, What does who say?" ou know perfectly well. What has that American girl got to say in the Agony Column this morning?” Jim grinned. “How'd you know | she's got anything to say?” j “Jim!” Then she gave an exclamation of Sismay. “Oh, my little god! I’ve lost &. It must have ro!led away under the boards"— “What?” we asked together, again He chuckled. ontacunecmeaanting ing. “What cise was there?” le, “Impatient, aren't] ¥s y, my little green"—— youy Here the train drew up with a jerk.| I leaned over the teapot and “Brompton Road, Brompton Road!" | snapped the paper out of his hand. off | This was what I read: “British Officer in the Tube, July 4. shouted the conductor. there, if you please! “Hurry wasn't it her own green god u sent?” No. one, as a mater of f |sent her she was looking for. It was in the turnup of my 4rousers all the time.” ‘Jim held on his palm a tiny jade idol on a broken loop. Peer Not that actual et," said Jim. ‘I) “I say. She wanted that. Maybe Jade charm, all right. A im 'apecial mascot of hers or sore-(other one,” he confessed. “Rather a i thing,” be murmured. neat little gadget, I got it at that| shop on the 8: “What a pity that we didn't know bit higher up, ‘who she was or where she was going— me side as Asprey's, a the girl, I mean,” I said. Dismayed, I exclaimed h Jimmy, “Yes,” said Jim absently; “I might | You cughn’t to have done that ‘find out, Mouse, hin't 12" “Why 2" y “Find out what, Jim “Why? What must she have Who thought of you? Keeping her charm, Sending her a new one from tic most expensive place in town, Don't you see you made the whole situation dif- ferent at once?” “About that girl. ‘Byerything.” How? I wonder. (Two days later.) Jim showed me his first “try,” the she is, I shan't ask bim. Personal Column of the London| Jim's eyes grew steadier. “Yes, [ Times: know that. 1 wanted ‘the situation “FOUND! different.’ I—I want to see again, Mouse, “Obviously, dear old thing, But the “That little green god lost in the ‘Tube near Brompton Road Station. ‘ ‘Will American lady kindly tell British|Agony Column! Sending a pres-| brick.” see that girl,” I demanded, “or are|shares that, Uncle James had forgot- | officer and his sister, finders of the/ent("—— 4 I said, “D'you mind telling me| you not?” ten about”— mascot, where it should be returned? Put, dash it She saw us. She/ what you did say when pou sent| Jim smiled. “I hope so. It's on| ‘I always thought we ought to go (Next day.) must have seen that we were all| the thing?” the knees of the gods, ‘The little|and look into those American shares,’ “The owner of the little jade god | right Yot a bit,” said my twin briskly.| green gods, what?” | declared my twin. ‘We'll Iet the O14 thanks British officer and his sister,| I shook my head at him. “Wh just put: ‘America: This comes| I snatched up the paper. I read Place and go. Now's our time.” . Bnd would be s0 much obliged if they |mhould she nee we were ait right? | ith all good wishes and homage | the message: “And on what pretext do I get will ‘ot to i ell, my dear ou'd | from British °e . “Britis + Let i , |across?” T suggeste a fa sl nD RGEEE RRO lia m h Officer in the Tube.’ If| “British Officer: Let it go at that, | across?” I suggested in a faint voice. know?” || Hoopskirts in —_—. ( Fashions Described by Elspeth Phelps, London Expert, Who Says U. S. Woman Is Best Dressed in World. | Marguerite Mooers Marshall. Women this winter will wear— ‘Hoop skirts! | Blouses coming nearly to the edge ||, Of the skirt. ee Wate life she is the wife of Lionel ne Fox-Pitt, a nephew of Lord effield. | "Who is the best-dressed woman in| | Long, close-fitting sleeves, | Walking skirts six inches from the| ; nd. Hes _/ Puritan evening gowns. | i igh collars. | i hese are just a few of the newest | | dgcrees of Dame Fashion, given me by | | ageading member of her privy coun- { Elspeth Phelps of‘London. Miss t elps, who has the reputation of | I ssing all of England's smartest| | men und not a few American and | i nch women besides, is making a i f first visit to New York, In| { i ; world Also a Hy Mayer Travelaugh, | esting. hat was the first question I put, | {takes you through Paris; an artiatic Handel Concerto Grosso, with mf found | white-haired, rosy | [picture of American soldier buriat! Paul Bisler at the harpsichord, gav I ee diss Ehelpay.at the Hotel places 5 nce entitled "W ; 1 taste of the simplicity in music that f Poppies Bloom me news sw bios E , "The American woman,” she replic apes Freuch composer, of | delighted our forebears and also 4 aulekly, in the beautiful rich voice so reAnian Victoire” and oiger| brought into the open G, Nastrucci ee, acne her countrywo popular war songs known by the A.|and his deskmate, the worthy first { made that admission in an ¢ HP 5. F.; some good music and a aprile violins of the Metropelitan Orchestra, publisiied in London. My Englis ing mowwora dance by Mile, Gam-| jogmed to obscurity behind the i { armen want are for it at al 4 Va tas — a | wooden railing of the orchestra pit afd insisted that no one could These gentle! lived hair litle .| better dressed than Lady So-ands Wk mphasize her negation. eo oniy| Dhese msntemen play Ee i or the Countess This-and-That. 1 ad ae ie, dy iggestion of them will be found in| parts in a fugue so well that they miltted it—but I reminded my crit hy) |/- he Tidin,; breeches some women Dre-| were forced to acknowledge the that Lady and-So and Countes: == er to wear on horseback,” she added. | ,jjudits, This they did with the ; MRS ELSPETH " 1 } plaudits, is ey } ‘This-and-That the American . ‘ ‘ As for the tailored suit, I think itis] {7 aime Rua | wives of British gentlemen! | Preves Foxe. [ lore popuiar than e Certainly, | inborn nde ty sf “3 Loon ; 5 “It is more ov less generally & a ~ ——— + ~~ sockaiensecnm iothing else is so appropriate for} ‘The Society's chorus of si ices i ys ally known & v p fiiat the French costumers reserve | original and the picturesque. She mires \ h rs norning wear, for shopping, for | ng well in the Canta:a and Mme. EY yeason is not merely that Americans | uality in dre 4 mat S£raId [Wintare hate ee bet ibmeritnelatine hat o inches below the | as the suit is worn, blouses, ofcourse, | tive powe b fy are their best customers; the equally |of calor Sheu vid volore effecs|Young women “paraded before us|cven longer," she sadded. And Ly Wil be worn with it, But there are not Genie F an pAwerful consideration is that the de- | tively, instead of clinsing to the black |wea Ree PatOnOe, .aeeee DOU eed eee mon an sea ew Andes] Many tuck-in blouses displayed just| Meanwhile Mr. Damroach and hi > wigners have learned to depend on. and w nf the well 1 Fren RE ec ieaaeae ARVO title roetie fete Shaul, | now, aoat of them fall over the | Symphony Orchestra, 1n Apoiian Hat, | > the judgment of the American wom. | woms : ane Canes near dors Qn dare gina from the aw akirt-some almost to the bottom|were discoursing music of a severer ) an. What she brushes avide, what * ee uat Lal erie see ara pee a nous. te tg of it.” type — Brahms's fourth symp ny. } whe fails to admire—such models th: aby teas 1 ney 10. Ane one a een of Sheba in all t Ee SV DEFRA DANG Weel be ) Sleeves are long, and those of us| which he wrote after be had passe a | designer ficcept as their lures, | Well: Bho can afford to buy the most | WAS Rot arrayed oan tee eg Will evening gowns show more 0°) yho hate the kimono or Chinese | his fiftieth milestone. Some are o! f hey make n touchstone of the unerr, beautifsl hes in the world, «Group young. hings tn, for example, aan less?” [ inauired. | etvertor its Ineradicable tendency to | the opinion that Brahms was in a eA merican taste” gr the American woman in evening gown of gold tissue and silk! Apparentiy: the flue Law has hit catch’ on or in everything brooding mood when ‘ne pettned this American taste ' every of society undoubtedly has ee 1 e ap a the dar 1 dinner frock. ad Miss Phelps prophe: ‘k, but the first movement is cheer- Se eBut why isthe American woman | ‘He Use Of mere money for her per- {velvet and silver The bac evening gown is ab ppearance i enough, the Andante haunting and the best dressed of all women?" I in anal adorn At ah nthe ire Wee Th x Vela aes model, declare a wolutely one ahe Anawer a decls. the winter is over s the Scherzo far rom tragic: indeed, 5 Bhe dislikes w is tawdry and| ine ack menely your rent Te (iets Oe IGELS SLR OME Be | CNL Og Une iD the elk told me, “AS for the high necked|day it was the part s ieheap.” itemized the famous dress- | Wh) are wel ‘eee mple,}tending below the noramal waist line ave found a desire among your | socks, { have brought over a num- | played the beat fare “ghe has se: her face ner Nefltting sults anc me Fr) an¢ the shirt » ng out at the hips.” women for mont, a Puritan style in] op and some women will fancy them The lyric soprano, dulda Lashens trimming and furbelows ppor vir neat] | Just then a blond beauty s evening frocks. Crepe romaine an Se ee are a ODAN Hut | ska, sang an aria from Facets's insists on the long, beautiful | e colli ein the best |from the inner room wearing « new silk velvets will be popula Ay others will not care them amlet” that set the expe Ke ACUrs fine, the simplicity which the tate lace dancing frock with a imaterta | secause they are uncomfortable, and! rying for information regarding, the Gmucst—as it is the most costly— Tae Ameri Yeoman, 1 think,” |Noopskirt, hoops plainly visibl How about the rumor that women | such womer will continue to ‘wear | composer, George Engels, the Byi- beauty. oneluded Miss Phely has learned through the wansparent fabric are to adoot knickerbockers?” | ques-|the oval neckline--cut around the | phony ety’s untiring marfager, phe American wonan has the right at lesson correct uming How about the length of skirts?” toned And is there anything in! shoulde or, if y are out, the; after a period of reflection admitted of figure to carry beautiful one must dee one's typo, 1 asked that periodic report about the | V-neck." that the unknown genius had Franco she is long and slender and| Whether one be a Rubens woman in in wlins and Lisa p nee of the suit and the] p, $-Hurbands may be interested | for a first name, that he died in 1891 clothes. = is long and slender and a his i at T consider a 1 4 ; ME A Oe atEE the ODOrA Up well made, with little “cet and hands. | # Velasques ve WOMAD jongth,” she replied, waving a white ‘ bh knowing t 1 popular |and that he 4 nthe ‘4 lks we: elf who st e pictu coward vnotne del, a bit nickerboc re out--will not] trimmings this winter will be g ‘Amleto” in 1805 for which he was alks well. i hand toward another mod: Knick ‘ il notl ur hs : eee ts Monee ast ch kes ‘picture’ ¢ st be—thoe.. wer dress the fr cloth afternoon frock, about six, be worn at Hispeth Phelps'and = silver-and — greenback for assailed as a Wagnerite. . » with « to! at EE “Oh, is this Brompton Road? Oh, |I dropp green god. Haven't you, mercy!” she sprang up and hurricd|as you y. ‘dvopped a brick’?— toward the entrance. America." ‘We eat back in our seats once more.| .“Jim! What did you say with that “By Jove! Here ‘tis, Here's what|Charm you sent back? Or ‘ka was a joke about she'd minded so awfully, would she Style This inter. Also High Necks, Long Sleeves and Puritan Gowns for the Evening of the Speaking of Velasquez, Miss Phgjps \inches from the ground, with three “SWEET STRANGER BY BERTA RUCK ¢—_ From an Ocean Shrieking Babylon Liner te “The of Manhattan” (Copyright, 1921, by the Bell Syndicate, Inc.) _ “Jim, we're British, But that girl) have signed this" (he took up the, ica,’ was an American, Different races are paper) “by the name—I gave her?” “Well, dear old boy, this is the end You know how often the Presently he handed to me a scrib- | of that.” dear French are shocked by ‘the Bri- tannic levity'!" “But Americans! Heavens, we come from the same people, we talk the same language"”— “She mightn't. think the same thought as you. My dear,” said 1 rue- fully, “I'm afraid she minded what| you aid.” “Oh, Lord} bled-over envelope. “Did Cousin America mind? Dis- tressed if so. Won't she let me keep her mascot in exchange? If not, will she yery kindly let British Officer and her sister call on her to restore her property. Anxiously await reply. lease answer Box 109.” er) Came the morning of the answer, “The end? Oh, no, I don’t think so Mouse, This is the beginning. W can go to America, too. Why not?” One month from that date we were packing up for our journey to the States. Our pasports got through on grounds of ‘business connected with property in Philadelphia, Pa.” “Do you mean," T gasped, “that you had the cheek to describe ag ‘property’ 1¢ Mouse, I thought that’ “OH, MY LITTLE GOD—I’VE LOST IT.” my ‘dropping a, “Are you going to be allowed to|that two and a half dollars’ worth of as am sailing to-da y—Cousin Amer- Pretext?’ Why, you're my nurse CAPITOL FEATURES ROGERS AND LLOYD; | SHORT AND SNAPPY You get it in real homoeopatic ree! doses at the Capitol this week. The treatment is recommended—you come out feeling well and fit. There is none of that sitting through a two ‘steen reeler, the world’s most stupendous production, or the great- hour, MEVENINGGOWN OF ROSE TISSUE PAINTED WITH d | wrist.” h wife, for she hadn’t come to lunch. In he saloon the jazz band was making heir shattering din, practising. When I came back the group had t t o ¢ t i f t | late,” said the_time is. yest love-romance of the ages. You get it short and snappy, and you | like it. | AM of which means that Harold! | Lloyd and Will Rogers are the fea-| {tures, with plenty of other good stuff |thrown in. Lloyd's “Never Weaken” | {\qualifies him for full membership in} y||the Skyscraper Builders’ Union, In| Nj|the dinosaurian age his ancestors {were simians. Mary Pickford's sec- Nj iond husband never exhibited more S|{agility. Typical Harold Lloyd stuff, iand therefore fine. Rogers kids himself, the movies Wiand the fans, He calls his picture JivThe Ropin’ Fool,” and that's just |]! what he is, He begins where the cow- | boys in the Greatest Three-Ring Show on Earth leave off, lariating every- thing on earth eve ible way. His “deep stuff” tune of the snail mov an easily get the idea ‘VINE PATTERN: EMPHASIZING TRAE LONG LINES 2 HAND: PAINTED GREY CHIFFON EVENING GOWN OVER SUVER TISSOE. SHOWING LONGER SKIRT in impe 9 practise on | shook ber carefully coilfed head, to clothes will come no cheaper! | Opera | Society, | soprano, ail directed by Arturo Bo- |danzky of the Metropolitan, supplied | Concerto Grosso, | cause of its vitality and charm, wouid is done to the! j, 8s, so that you Mahlerite to use upon the indifferent, Funny, interesting and most originak | without the vocalist which } est of course ter, tonia, first day out.) ship!" Jim, of course, is perfectly at going to be a perfectly beastly time! below to inquire after the Anglo-In- dian Colonel's pretty silver-haired gone. All except that young man wh; had been playing the of ship's notepaper, with the red crest ten out. with my new friend, Pilot, (Ninth day out). me. was an American, father whose people came originally from County Clare. About his engineering college that ha rope, about his flying. perch in below the lifeboats that bul- wark this ship. Agnes, you know.” haven't even a second name!” name; rather like the French “Delice.’ queer little catch in it. companion steps—straight on to my twin brother. "1 was informed. who has to give daily for the “My sis me massage muscles of my wounded (Later, On hoard R. M. 8, Cel- What a strange new world. “Board home inthis chaos of stran; It's (Seventh day out.) Well! Barly in the afternoon I ran iano. He st a chord. He sang. > ‘tna ‘Sweet Stranger,” the song began. ‘Sweet stranger— The danger— Is only for me’—— “What is that out of?” I asked. t's Just a song. Did you like it 'Yes. I'd like to read the words. “I'll write them out for you. I was only singing the thing from memory.” Later, he Wrought to me a half-sheet of the dine above the verse he’d writ- Afterward I walked on deck the slim Air His name is Morris—Stephen yabriel Morris. All day we have been together. He, he slim pilot, has talked so much to About his “folk”; mother who eft to join us, about his time in Eu- This. evening we found a nook to “Why,” he asked, apropos of noth- ng, ‘docs your ‘brother call you use’? It’s not a bit like you. My real name is “The Lamb,’ “Oh Lord,” said he. “And you “Yes, I have. ‘Dilys.’ It's a Welsh Then his voice, a “That means That would be one would A silence. Delight,’ doesn’t it? he name for you that a use if they it they He stopped dead. “I think I'll go in,” I stammered. He opened for me the door to the Jim loked hard me. “You're very ou know what (Tenth day out.) Fog! Fog over the banks. As for my companion of the last three days, the fog might have swallowed him up for all I've seen of him." (Later). No moonlight to-night. Rain lashed the decks, driving all pasengers with- in. They danced between the tables in the saloon, The slim pilot was talking to Claudia Crane, the English writer. p (Eleventh day out.) I saw it in one sunlit flash as we were drawn up alongside of that grimy wharf in Halifax. A knot of people wero cheering, waiting to meet their men, and I had already noticed the girl. He, the slim pilot, bad just shaken hands with| Jim,’ with Claudia Crane and me. Then he was off down the gangway as a girl In pink ran up to it. Not his sister. Ah, you can tell sisterly kisses, Besides, one could see that they were engaged. (Thirteenth day out.) I slipped my arm into Jim's as we gazed forward. Above the Hudson waters she rose, towering ahead of that great line of buildings such as our country does not see. Bronze-green against pearly clouds, that stately figure stood, her giant arm up-flung in greeting and in welcome to the world. CHAPTER I. (At the Hotel “Dollardorf,” New York : City,)° 6 IMMY, I said to my twin, “what are we going to do? I mean about what brought you—us—4o America?" “Oh!! The business? I must get hold of a time-table and see how the trains go to Philadelphia. “Don't be so exasperating. The other. ‘Cousin America.’ You said it was to find her, How are you thinking of be- ginning?” ‘I don’t know.” said Jim. child, I don’t know any mor a “My dear than yeu When I tucked myself into that vast, comfortable bed I thought I shouid drop off into instant oblivion. I didn’t, That slim pilot; . .. There was some- thing about him that I've never met in any other man, not even in Jim, Gentle, quiet, restrained, but very definite charm. His voice seemed to touch, ever so softly, a string in one’s heart. When he sang—— (Must dis- courage there memories—they are of no use whatsoever.) Why did he behave so oddly? be a close chum tor three days, then—— off? Even an engaged man might have asked for one’s address, or left his own “in case we were ever in Can- da.” ... I'm almost sure I heard him ing Claudia Crane where a letter would find her. ... I suppose I should never have seen the young man again in any case. But I wonder—I won- der— Jim's tay at the door interrupted my musings. “Come in, old thing. No, of course I'm not asieep yet.” "My dear child, I think I've just picked up an idea,” Jim informed Why || IN THE REALM OF MUSIC | ee he Society of the Friends of Music Opens Its Season in the Town Hall. By Frank H. Warren. cital of “hatiapin, the Rus- | sian basso, counted upon as the spice | of ‘Sunday's music fare, having been postponed, the Society of the Friends | of Music, offering its first concert of | the season in Town Hall, proved an ag able substitute. An orchestra} from the ranks of the Metropohtan players, the chorus of the and Mme, Wiena Gerhardt, The the programme, which Schumann's Overture to a Bach Church Canta comprised “Genoveva,” Handel's No. in C major, and five of the twelve songs from “Des Knaben Wunierern,” one of Gustav Mahler's song cycles. This last namber, infrequently heard b:- handy weapon for the steadfast orchestra accompamment alone, would be, inter- of Italy. The aria Mme. presented was simple and Lashanska melod. with little of the Wagner sma about it. She sang ‘t artistically an effectively, her pure mezzo-voce, as usual, affording much plcasure. Li me. “I've found a fellow who'll tell “Where is ‘Cousin America’?” me things. I told him we were here Beneath it, in somewhat smaller on the traci: of a sort of missing rel-| letters, ran the words: ative, so to speak.’ He chuckled.| “Signed—British Officer.’ Dollar- “Cousin Americ: He says he'll | dorf, New York City.” give me an introduction to the adver- | Do Not Miss To-Morrow’s Interesting tising manager of one of the biggest Instalment. papers in this burg, and that he'd put Me on to the way to go about things. Well, here it'll be another sort of agony column, Er—she answered, , that first time. So. . be I heard Lim whistling softly after he said good night to me and went® off to his own palatial sleeping aparte # ment next door to mine. i (New York, a fortnight later.) 4 Until to-right 1 haven't felt that We were one single half-inch nearer to that girl of Jim's, To-night, though, I do feel that the start has been made. 1. this doesn’t put us om to some sort of clue, nothing ever will, It was at s a cinema theatre that there was broken to me the realiza- tion that Jim had been not merely waiting for something to happen. Quite without preparation, he said to me, “Mouse, there's rather a spe- cial feature on in this show that we're going to to-night.” The music of that wonderful or- chestra broke out in a rush of shud dering meiody, At last the storm of? glorious sound swept by, and I fixed my eyes upon the parting curtains of the screen. Beauty of sound had held me spellbuund; now the beauty of a thing seen was added to my memo- vies of that notable evening. These pictures, unposed and un- rehearsed, were nat some Ameri- can lakeside of 4 diving contest for young girls between twelve and fif- teen. Poised on the pier for a mo- ment, they stood, lithe, living Tana- dark against the ‘light, rippling background, — 7 f-om one after another, came the ‘swift cleaving of air and water in a perfect ‘sidewards dive, the disappearance of the divin, girl, the reappearance a moment late of the small laughing face, all gleam- ing wet, and shaking water from ite eyelashes. The wonder came when those films were put through at—t forget the te- duction of pace! Those stripling bodies that had been seen flying through the air were now shown b. the magic railentando of the “Ultrs Rapid” camera to launch themselves with the leisurely grace of — fishei slowly, slowly across the screen. [*- “Were they the ‘Special Feature® you brought me to see? Were they ?’* “You'll know,” said Jim, “when we ne to ‘The’ Feature.” More “actualities” a laugh- able Mutt and Jeff picture—Pauling rederick, gliding through her drama and then that item on Ameri n cinema programmes that_ is known as'“The Literary Digest.” Dx tracts from papers in every States thrown in turn upon the screen; re marks political, common-sensible or facetious. . . On the heels of this—Ah! a Abrupt as a piscol-shot, arresting, unexplained, there was flung ac ost the darkened screen in cleat Roma: letters of flame this demand: w Overseas Exhibit Of American Art, By Mrs. Whitney By W. G. Bowdoin. she sang the familiar aria from D bussy’s “L'Enfant Prodigue.” Other orchestral numbers were Ravel's Le Tombeau de Couperin, and Enesco's Roumanian Rhapsody in A. Sophie Braslau, heard in her annual negie Hall, Miss Bre ing aside her o contralto, was cital in Car- u, since lay- ie habiliments for those of the concert siage, ha om - plished much. She ‘s at home in Itai- n, German, Russian, French and English, a wide mu: with he own good. and her programmes cover al field, She is prodigal oice—pernaps Not for its John Corigliano, a young violinist who seems to be coming along arti tically, chose Carnegie Hall for his recital last evening, He grasped the musical content cf Mozart's concerto, for which he had a string quintet ac- companiment, and also played ‘Bur- leigh's First Conce The interesting thing about Yasha nechuk, a Russian ‘cellist who made. But he should aim to smooth out the roughness of his tone and make it as soothing as it is in piano ges. A pitle heard sonata oy Eeless pene: his programme. - a COS COB NATURE (Special to'The COS COB, Conn., Nov. While John GMson of this village was working on the road at Round Hill on Saturday he discovered a bunch of ripe wild straw berries in the grass, His enjoyment of the unusual feast was interroupted by a snow squall, Several of our citize report apple and peach blossoms, and terday Frank Seymour picked a new red clover, NOTES ning World.) CLOSED SEASON FOR PARIS FROGS, SO THERE'LL BE LEGS Threatened Extinction of Source of Favorte Dish Leads to Pre- servation Measures. PARIS, Nov, 7.—A closed sea- son for frogs, between the middle of April and the middle of June, has been declared by the Prefect of the Seine at the request of gourmets who foresaw that they soon would have no more frog legs unless wholesale slaughter was halted, Liking for frog legs has greatly increased in recent )» rs and frogs have been hunted the year was at one time the leading conductor round until they were in danger of being killed off, his debut in Town Hall in the eve.| *bout the lack of an American art ning, 18 that he is » protege of the | “*hool, before the International Art stl Pe ate are di Congress in Paris, they may have been Tussien composer, Giasounoft, Mr,| ,oueros |p Paris they may have bean Bunchuk has plenty of that com- 3 ‘ih ; modity ‘cellists vdimire, technique, | Present exibition and a misconcen- His left hand is exceedingly facile.| {0 of its plan and scope. — At ail The Overseas Exhibition of Ameri=- can Paintings, which is being held at- Mrs. Harry Payne Whitney's studioy'4 No. 8 West Eighth Street, includes a sort of summary of past exhibitions held this gullery.- The pictures were shown in Venice, London, Paris and sheffield, and after being seen in those cities were invited to museaums in other places, such as Birmingham, Glasgow and The Hague. ‘The catalogue used contained 115 numbers and has been left complete as a record of the pictures shown in | Europe. Not all of the canva re | now shown, however. The present exhibition will close on Nov. 15. | The introduction to the catalogue disclaims any attempt to show a con nsive exhibition of American ¢ it, Europe, bu: only to exploit overseas the works éf the men who have been featured in the exhibitions given in the Whitney Studio, during the past tea. years, ; When Cecilia Beaux, the well-known ,” American painter, made her remarks | pre events Miss Beaux seems amply jus- tified in her reported statement that | America has no national art, if the | over exhibition is assumed to be nN adequate his country presentationyof the art This statement paintings it. does not infer tha: are here included. But there are many would not be shown if J been done. k of Childe Hassam is well J. Alden Weir's “In the good The w« included. Sun,” showing a young girl with all of the subtley that Wei could is deserving of much prat presentation of “Cos Cob, Con- ne by John H, Twachtmann, is ikewise excellent Certain of the | Ernest Lawson is examples of typic | but many, too many, | different quality are'made promir which would seem to ve y » color to the remarks ited to s Beaux coms | | four canvases properly ineli American art, paintings of in- * | qua | Mis Some panels by Robert W. Chander are highly decorative. ‘This is particu. larly © case with his peacock , panels, his porcupine and h ‘Death of the White I | ‘The same remark, with intensitic |tion, may well be grade concorntg the }mermaid panels, by Howard G. Cush- Jing, with the nonious 3 fre nude i with dolphins, carol, algia and curvire: male in assoc! billows. Theodore Robinson plea: | picture, No. 91 in th P'S with his catalogue, which bears the title of “The Halt ‘on the |Towpath.” Tt has a good story-teliing |quality in its rendering of st fil | moment in the day’s work of a canal boat, The interpretation of tow he | sand the boy driver is very fine. Mrs. Whitney has purchased seven of the pictures in the exhibition ande has presented them to seven repres sentative Aremican museums, for. their permanent collections. "