The evening world. Newspaper, October 4, 1922, Page 29

KAY PARKER ‘Ropyright 1922 (New York Evening World), Press Publishing Company. HERE do authors get the char- acters for their novels? “Murder will out’ is an as old as the hills, and this tle story will be one more proof of the adage. It's like this—members of the Screen Writers’ Guild and others Prominent in Hollywood's colony of writers and authors have mado the discovery that little Miss Kathleen Parker, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Harry W. Parker of $48 South Brendo Street, and of Sig Gilbert Parker, is the real und truly Kay ker of Peter B, Kyne’s novel, “The Pride of Palomar.’ “Here's how it happened," said Mr. Kyne. ‘You see the first thing to do when writing a novel is to skeletonize your plot, then you must eyolye your characters, and put flesh and blood into the skeleton by the agtivities of you characters. “That's simple, isn’t it? But, of course, characters must haya names. The next procedure is to take the telephone book and turn to the Joneses, then you take your pencil and run down the columns of names, and when you find one that sounds euphonic and like there might be a wertain amount of romance attached to niece Novel Needed a Heroine— Peter B. Kyne Found Her In His Pretty Niece Baffled in His Search, He Happened to Look at “Kay Parker” (Also Niece of Sir Gilbert Parker) and—Presto! She Became the “Kay Parker’ of “The Pride of Palomar.” PETER 3B. KYNE it, you write it on a slip of paper for future reference, “Then it's also advisable to turn te the Wilsons, Johnsons, O'’Briens, and so on down the line, until you have the Proper amount of names. In this manner {t {s possible to make a ‘ide selection, “'However,"” continued Mr. Kyne, “in the summer of 1920, while I was writing the ‘Pride of Palomar,’ Mrs. Kyne and I were living at Del Mar, Cal. During the summer Mr. and Mrs. Parker, with Key, came for a visit. “One morning after Kay had been for a swim she was sitting on the front veranda drying her hair. I had been looking for the proverbial tele- phone book, but failed to find it. Looking out of my study window I saw Kay sitting there. My, but she was a beautiful sight, just as swec: and pretty as could be, Right then t got the inspiration., I walked out to [Kay and told her right then that I was going to make her the heroine of my next novel. So that’s that” Kathleen Parker is now seventeen and attending high school in Los Angeles. She expects to graduate next spring. She is the niece of = Kyne and dearly loves to call ,him Uncle Peter. Harry W. Parker is a brother of Sir Gilbert Parker and is cashier of the Bank of Italy in Los Angeles. Le Barbara’ By Caroline Crawford ———______V 922 (The New York Evening World), by Press Publishing Company, ) Copyright, 1: The Love Story of s Beaux a Small-Town Girl ' In New York to Find Her Career. SYNOPSIS OF FIRST te her life—Dan Dover, who at last—but that ts’ telling things. AS BARBARA SAW IT. ARBARA was not at all pleased when Dan Dover, who was known as ‘“Minnie's steady,'’ attached himself to her. She bore no inward malice when Minnie called her “Greeny,"' and was not at all anxious , to “get even’ by running off with the wit of the factory’s best beau. In fact, Barbara had not come to the city to capture beaux. She wanted to be an ‘artist and was willing to paint lamp shades all winter to save enough money to live in a studio and paint cover designs for magazines. ' “I don't know when I've met a girl | iike you," repeated Dan Dover as he jheld her arm within his own and escorted her home from the dance, 4 *Minnie's a nice kid and I've had | Bushels of girls, but you are the real \ thing,” ‘Please don't talk like that,"" begged Barbara. “You know you are Min- nie's friend and she likes you. I don't care if I am a wallflower and I would havg just as soon come home alone from the dance to-night. I came to the city to work and I'm not going to bother my head about anything."’ “But supposing somebody bothers their head about you?"’ qnestioned Dan with an intimate pressure of her hand, ‘That's not the point,”’ began Bar- bara with the attitude of typical busi- ness girl rather than an ambitious young sketch artist. ‘1 came to New York to work, not to capture other girls’ beaux." t's always the girl who tsn't looking for a husband who gets him, warned Dover, still unable to believe he couldn’t get any girl he wanted to. “Of course, I know how you feel. I want to be an artist myself, and since Pe are both in the same lamp shade factory and just using that as a step- ping stone to something better, [ should think that would sort of bind uw together." They were standing in front of the Greenwich Village apartment where Barbara shared her room with Margie McFadden. Dover reached out for \ bined TWO INSTALMENTS. Barbara Bennington, an orphan twenty years old, leaves her home up-State where she een village librarian and comes down to Greenwich Village she 1s forced to paint lamp shades in @ facto iso wants to be an art Begin th y Girl can conquer city Ufe, a career, and win a husband, too. to be an artist. ‘Then come old Smithy, the mai day an ‘Times eral men boss, ‘see how @ country t stor Barbara's free hand and tried to draw her to him. Couples were standing in doorways and just in front of old- fashioned houses now turned into apartments and rooming houses, all bidding each other good night and making future dates. But Barbara pulled herself stiffly away from Do- ver. She made up her mind suddenly that she would not see him again if she could possibly help it. “T'll see you to-morrow at noon," he called, as she placed her key in the lock, and then she realized that she would have to meet him at the fac- tory and he would bore her life out. “We are in different departmenti she said, trying to discourage him, but he called over his shoulder, ‘Just as if that mattered." Then she was within the protection of the heavy old door and the smell of stale cigarettes, perfume purchased at the five-and- ten, garlic and beef stew met her rather sensitive country air nostrils, Was this city life? Was this what she had left her post as village ll- brarian for? Even the duaty old boo's shelves and damp, mouldy smell of time-worn books was better than this. She had come to New York to paint magazine covers and become famous over night. Instead she was painting lamp shades, going to dances with factory folk and creaking up dingy old bare fidors to a room she shared with another girl. Oh, well, life was good and she was young. She would succeed. And what was more, she would not waste her time with Dan Dover even if he did pretend he was going to be an artist, A crooked candle in a gilded can- dlestick met her eye when she en- tered her room. Margie McFadden was already in bed and her hair in electric curlers. “Have a good time?’’ she asked be- tween yawns “Miserabli other dance. “What? After that big hit you made do you mean to say you are not going to keep It up? Don't you know Dan Dover has had two pictures pub- lished in good periodicals? Why Bar- bara, he’s quite the catch of the Vil- lage." But Barbara whistled “Why Should 1 Cry Over You?" and began to fix her hair for the night. To-Morrow—Dan and Old Smithy. I'm not going to an- Do YOu THINK THE LONGER THE ABSENCE THE FONDER WE'LL GROW F| Aids for the Student 1022 (New York Hvening World), Press Publishing Company. Copyright, VERY small percentage of the girls and boys who are studying in our schools and colleges realize how necessary it is to sustain a perfect physical condi- tion in order to accomplish the men- tal requirements of each day. Your mind will not respond satis- factorily {f you eat improperly. If you overeat, your brain will feel thick and heavy and, just like the body, under the same circumstances, will find exertion strenuous. Insufftclent food will impoverish the mind just it does the body. Regular and nour- ishing meals are absolutely essential to good mental labor, Never study immediately after eating, Give your stomach a fair chance at digestion and do not let your brain rob this organ of the blood 60 necessary to this function immediately after a meal, Indigestion is apt to be the result of this indiscretion. Girls who nibble chocolates or fancy wafers while studying take warning! Exercise !s important but a student should not overdo this, and after ex- ereising there should be a few min- utes physical rest before resuming mental activity. Never study imme- lately after exercising, Lengthy application to study does not net satisfactory results. After concentrated study for twenty min- utes It is time to reld@x. Just take a five-minute rest then return to the task. There is nothing gained by plugging at a lesson until exhausted, With the five-minute rest intervals you can study longer and with far better results. Try it! Eye strain is eepecially to be avoided by students. Never study in @ poor light and do not let the light strike directly in your eyes. Have the Hght so adjusted that its rays fall on tho pages of the text bbdok. Do not study in a brilliantly lighted room. This will soon affect the eyes, You cannot study when tired, Fatigue and memory are a poor com- bination and your mind will not re- tain things studied when the body Is overtired ' You cannot study satisfactorily in a poorly ventilated room. Your brain will, function much better in fresh air and’ while this seems a small item +t really means better le more quickly learned, Can You Beat It! AND TARE CARE! \ SURE! AREN'T WE ALWAYS GLAD To SE&E EACH How LONG YOu et a iA lA REST FRON EACH OTHER IS GOOD, FOR BOTH OF US, IT NAKES US THINK HORE OF EACH OTHER STAY AWAY A FEW YEARS AND MAY BE WE'LL GROW MARRIED | Your Radio In Your Auto Here’s How You Can Be Entertained While You Ride. iIE above photograph shows a radio equipment for an automobile, which operates without antenna and ground wires, a condenser made up of a copper screen and the chassis forming the wave collecting KY system, One plate of the condenser, a copper screen, is fixed between the roofing and upholstering, thus completely concealing it from view, the metal parts of the machine, being all joined together from the other plate of a large condenser, having air and passengers ag a dicloctric the separation being about five feet. An inductance and condenser joined tn series are connected to these plates and the first tube of an RP amplifier ts connected across the induct- ance. This tuner and amplifier, of the Radio Corporation of America, is followed up by a standard two step audio frequency amplifier, Making six tubes in all. Courtship and Marriage By Betty Vincent Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World), by Press Publishing Company. ary MISS VINCENT: 1 “Dear Miss Vincent: There a am a young girl of sixr two young men in my life and | just starti Sik aaa going can't ‘figure it out which ene | about with a young man of ought to marry. The first young Seventeen, but can't induce him man is older than | am and | love to take me out. | know he tak him dearly. The second young ether young girls to shows and man is younger and an Italian, pla of amusement, but he seems to think | will be content to sit by the fire and spin. W. do you advise? M. W. J." Just don your hat some fine eve- ning when he calls and announce that you wish to take a walk, see a shor or go to a dance, I am greatly in He wants to marry me at once and my father has consented to a wedding in the near future. | love the first young man though | know it will be quite a time be- fore his salary permits me to wed him. | am sixteen, however, and have plenty of time. sympathy with the young man who iT. H, likes to spend quiet evening in a Walt for the man you love, No young woman's home, but he hus no matter if your father insists that you right to ask other young women out marry the other man, stand up for and impese on one girl all the time your rights and the man ef your for “home settings.” heart. ‘ 4 | W AS FOND OF EACH OTHER AS WHEN WE WERE FIRST ) hen New York Was Young Bossen Bouerie Jopyright, 1922 (New York Byening World), eR a Press Publishing Company- ani VERYBODY who comes to New York goes almost direct to ex- , plore the Bossen Bouerie, Some like it so well that they bob their hair, or let it grow long, depending on their sex, take a garret pr a cellar qn the Bossen Bouerle, hang orange colored curtains at their windows and become—Villagers. For the Bossen Bouerle Is none other than our old friend, Greenwich Village, Under the Dutch name, The Indians used to call It the village also —the Village of Sappokanican, long before the Dutch saw it. The site of the Indian village was near the viein- ity of the old Gansevoort Market, but the name Sappokanican applied to the whole region lying between the North River and a stream called Ma- netta Water or Bestavaar'’s Kill. While to-day the Village is usu; gonceded to be fertile ground f artists and poets, in the Indian Jags it was fertile land also. Peter Minuit, the first Dutch Governor, famed in history fer having squandered all of twenty-four bucks for the Island of Manhattan, looked upon the light, loamy soil of Sappokanican and im- megiately set it apart as one of four farms for the Dutch West India Com- pany. Later on another villager, Van Twiller, with more business acumen than present day Villagers are credited with, annexed Sappokanican in time to sow his tobacco crop thereon. It then became known as the “farm in "" or Bossen Bouerie. Between what Is to-day Fifth and Sixth Avenues in the Manetta waters was fine trout fishing, which in those days was as popular a sport as tea- partying now is in the Village, and in the autumn, instead of eating cheese toast by candle light, the early Dutch used to go over into the marsh, later known as Washington Square, and shoot ducks. The Labadist Journal makes the following reference to the Village in 1679: “We crossed over the island, which takes about three-quarters of an hour to do, and came tu the North River, which we followed a little Into the woods of Suppokanican. We rested ourselves and drank some good beer which refreshed us. I must add, in passing through this island we some- times encountered such a sweet smell in the air that we stood still; because we did not know whut it was we were mocting.” dock or bluefish, err By James True Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World), by Press Publishing Company. ROM a little girl, determined to express something beautiful that she felt, to a realization of the ambition of all young American ac- tresses, playing leads wider the direction of Belasco, Frances Starr haa been helped over alt of the rough places by something she read in a newspaper, Yesterday, in the studio of her husband, Haskell Coffin, she told about It with the wholesome, un- affected manner of a sch “So you want to know, “what or who has most influenced my career? Why, David Belasco. I owe him everything. She led tho way to an alcove, re- moved her hat and tossed it om a deak steeped dark with age. ‘‘Many ao- tors,"’ she continued, “have told me that they felt the urge to act in earliest childhood. But I wanted to be a musician, When I was @ very little girl that was my dream, “But my father died when I was fourteen and there was no more money for piano lessons. Then I de- termined to become an actress in order to educate myself in music. So 1 went to the manager of a stock company in my home town, Albany, und insisted upon a trial. He gave me a small part and soon I was playing leads at a salary of $10 a week. “About that time I read an article by a local critic that Impressed me deeply. Two prominent actresses—I vhink they were Julia Arthur and Mrs, Carter—were about to open in new plays, and he wrote that he sup- posed each one thought that she pos- sessed exclusively some peculiar qual- ity which would carry her into a preme favor of the public, “Now that critic was undoubtedly facetious, but I took him seriously. Time and again secretly I inventoried all of my faults and failings and good impulses trying to digcover in myself that mysterious and necessary ‘pecu- By Roy L. Intimate Interviews ~How an Unknown Critic Aided Frances Starr The Jarr Family lar quatity that made actresses suc- cessful “My desire to discover that quality encouraged me through six years u/ playing more than two hundred parts in stock. Many times it sustained m+ during that trying period of playinr twice a day, with a rehearsal ever: morning. And I am still wonderin,: about it, still trying with all my hear! to discover and manifest that peoulia: quality which makes good acting, “During” Mr, Belasco’s direction from ‘Rose o* the Rancho’ to my pres ent play, I've always tried to show ')) my work that the good Im @ characte: is ultimately supreme, Im that, per- haps, I shall eventually find just what the quality is, The desire for discov- ery still encourages me. “In the mean time, I'm hoping that I shall meet that critic some day. | want to tell him that once, when he evidently tried to be fumny, he was taken so seriously as to help a youn); girl through all of the disappointments and hard work that are the price of success. I want to thank him,” McCardell Copyright, 1922 (New York Evening World), by Press Publishing Company. (6 UST to-day me and my wite have been married fifteen years," said Sol, the Smoke Shop man, “and I'd take her out to some place to celebrate only it costs so much; and even then you don't know whether you're getting wood alcohol or not.” “Well, we can a’ Jeast wish you many happy returns of the day and continued connubial felicity,” sald Mr, Jarr. Sol fixed him with a cold stare, “You ain't got no right to say them things. We are respectable married people,” he said reproachfully. Slavinsky, the glazier; Bepler, the butcher, and Muller, the grocer, who had dropped in to shake dice for the cigars, all nodded? approval of Sol's remark and regarded Mr. Jarr io stern silence, as though they too joined with Sol/in the highly moral stand he had taken. After all, some things should be sacred. “Why, I was only wishing So con- tinued married happiness,” Mr. Jarr explained. But they all felt he was hedging and continued to glare at him, “Them wolds should never be said about a feller’s family,” sald Sol pon- derously, “For bachelors or bum- mers like that feller Dinkston they're all right, maybe, but If you'll excuse me I'll say I do not want them cracks made, even if no ladies |s present.” Mr, Jarr felt that an apology would only make matters worse, so he simply repeated that he wished many returns of the day to Sol and his wife. “I don't know about them happy returns to-day for my wife,” said Sol, “After I told her I wouldn't buy hi anything that cost a lot of money for @ present she went uptown to her married sister’s, and she's so mad I don’t think she'll return to-day, Well, I can enjoy a good time with her much better when she ain't here.” “Sure,” said Mr. Slavinsky,, “the best way to have a good time with your wife is for her to go somewhere and leave you alone.” “Let's see,” remarked Mr, Feed th \___-Favorite Recipes Jarr. “The fifteenth anniversary \s a crystn wedding, That means all the present should be of gluss.'* At these words Slavingky, the glaz fer, evinced great interest and re marked, “Winders put im and every thing.” “You should not have been disa greeable with your wife, on an ann| versary,” Mr. Jarr went on, now as suming a moral pose himself. “You have money enough to buy her the presents she wanted. For although you have only been at this staad for & few years, you are building a cli- entele right along.” “That's what you saié to me when T opened this cigar store,” said Sol. “You told me I'd make @ lot of money 48 soon as I built up @ client-—-what you call it.” se “Yes, ‘build up your clientele; ts what I advised you.” “Sure!” replied Sol with @ mort, “and that’s-another one of them dirty cracks you're always making at me! Slavinsky here knows that when he went along with me to the Building Department and f asked for a permit to build up a cllent-tell, they gimme the laugh!" “Weil, | am sorry you misumder- stood me,” sald Mr, Jarr, “and I'm alsq sorry that an occasion like this, this anniversary of your wedding day, should be marred by any difference of seinign between you and your good wite.” ‘Oh, I don’t care for her, net that much!" sald Sol, snapping his Angers. “She's like all the other wormen. As the feller says, they eat their gake and want yours too! For ital wedding present, my wife "t even give mea glass eye!” “And what good ie @ glass eye?” asked Slavinsky, the glasier, !They cost a lot of money and you can’t look out of them, Now with winders it's ‘different—buy your wife some winders, Sol; let me put in some big panes of glass where your wife has got only little panes.” “Why should I give her panes?” asked Sol. ‘She gives me toe many; but just the same I don't let my cus- tomers tasult her—I'll do it myself.” e Brute by Famous Men——__ By HENRY VAN DYKE, Author. FISH CHOWDER. WILL say that I like to cook (and I if I have good luck, to eat) a dish for which the following Is the recipe: First catch your fish with hook and line—salmon, trout or bass, cod, had- Then obtain a good sized kettle and put tnto it, frat, @ layer of sliced potatoes; then, a fine sprinkling of fine sliced onion, then, a layer cubes; and sliced, and then a layer of crack ers or thin pilot biscuits, salt and pepper on each layer accord- ing to taste, of fat pork, cut into small then a layer of fish, skinned Sprinkle Repeat the layers from three to five times according to the size of your kettle. Fill the pot, moderately full, with water and put it on the fire to covk slowly. If the water gets low re- plenish it, You ean tell when the dish is done by testing the potatoes or the fish with a fork Asa rule it should take about am hour te cook. Just before the end put tm two or three cupfuls of milix, If your taste ts slightly vitiated by contact with the world you may add double spoonful of some spicy sauce. But for my part I like a chowder best au naturel. (Copyright by Bell Syndicate, Ine) ‘absolutely “Onn hygtene aad Mt all drug and a * Fntas ‘and $1.08 1 t } f