New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1921-08-18
III w ant to Play
Her Again, ,''Plea
OfMlle.Le
Victim of Mrs. Mallory's
Tennis Skill Says She En-.
tered Battle Despite Ad.
vice of Her Physician
All Smiles; Then Tears
Visitor From France Pro.
tests She's Sorry She De-
faulted at Forest Hills
By Ishbel Ross


Mademoiselle Suzanne Lenglen has
recovered much of her sparkle and all
OF her composure. The buoyancy of
the early twenties has been proof
against her humliating defeat by Mrs.
Molla Mallory on the tennis courts at
Forest Hills on Tuesday. She has went
herself over the crest of her disan-
pointment. Last night she was CAV.
with only an occasional hint Of sad
ness. Plainly she is volatile creature
OF tears and laughter, adroit in CONVEX
satlon IS on the tennis courts.
A dazzling smile rippled over her
mobile features as she talked of music.
Of America, Of her triumphs abroad.
Sut IN flash the smile died out and
tears glltterel in her darting ewes as
she talked Of her defeat. She is van
pushed in fact but not in spirit. she
declares.
Accompanied by her mothe*, who has
shared equally in her daughters dis
appointment, Suzanne swept down 10
tne dining room at Forest Hills Inn
last night with the air of a dauntless
Amazon. Although she wore none of
the brilliant colors she affects on the
courts the general effect was that of
the plum aged bird. Even in sober
evening frock of black charmeuse she
gave the impression Of dazzling vital
lty. Her bobbed hair was brushed
straight back from her forehead. and
time and again she tossed her head
with a characteristic shake Of defiance.
Closkcd in Blue
She wore an evening cloak of blue
duVetyn, with heavy collar of silver
1ox' Her air was leisured and charm
ing. Now that the strain of the match
is over, she has lost much of the
nervous tension that was so apparent
upon her arrival. When asked if she
telt discouraged gay laugh trilled
trough the lobby of the inn
"Discouraged2 she reiterated. "Well.
rather not. l am disgusted Dis,
gusted with myself that l should ever
have gone or the courts My doctor
ADVISED me pot to play. My own bet
ter Judgment warned me against it,
was really feeling badly. had not
quite recovered from my seasickness.
One needs TO be acclimatized, YOU
know. Then | saw the crowds gather
ing. I said to myself 4 have come to
America TO play and | must not funk
They expect me to appear this after
noon. They will think l am afraid ,
But, oh. why did 90 on?"
Like child, she reproached herself
lips qulvering, tears chasing down her
cheeks 1t seemed as if after twenty
four hours Of regret she still was ask
ing herself "Why ?" in hopeless tones.
Her mother stretched out protect
L
about Suzanne's bronchitis From time
TO time gales Of coughing shook the
girls composure and she buried her
flushed face in her fur collar.
"You see, it meant so much to me-"
continued Suzanne. "Just everything.
had so looked forward to coming to
America I have always admired you
from afar and I did wish to make a
good impression. And now I am afraid
everything is spoiled. What grieves
me most, however, is that I did not
country.
Sorry She Defaulted
"Really, I did not realize what
was doing when broke down and de
eaulted. If had to do it all over
again il would be so different. l felt
50 sick and everything seemed going
against me; but I should not have
given in had realized what ] was
doing am afraid you Americans will
think am what you call poor sport
Please do not think that wish to make
,1lncss an excuse. Mrs. Mallory plays
plorlously. She was a wonderful op-
nonent. only hope l shall have the
opportunity Of playing her again when
Asked if she felt that her game came
anywhere near it's usual mark she
threw her head far back and laughed
scornfully:
"Of course not! was not half alive
N What was happening All / can
th;nk Of is what a pity it was that |
over took racquet in my hand on
Tuesday. The stakes were too big. for
ore to take any chances. took them
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