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Evening star., 1926-02-21

"No-please, Arturo
II shall see your father, and
mo! You mustn't! Not yet! Not
until I'm sure-you really love me-.
'Sure?' Have I not said /
And still you won't do the least
little thing for me, Arturo. Oh, you
may want to kiss me and all that,
but"
Iglesia leaped TO his feet.
"Mincemeat" he Numbered. is it
the internal waltz again? / say | love
you, and YOU demand waltz?
Doris
Arturo
Il ask your pardon, dearest. But L
say love you. and then YOU"
But you make me wonder, Arturo.
And it was such a little thing l asked. r"
He thought wildly of Opus 9 and
Opus 10, the impromptu and his re-
cent press notices.
Without il, am | so hateful to
you?"
mo, dear: no. But it's all I've ever
asked. You promised it yourself. And
If you can't keep such a little promise
to me as that. don't you see how |
have to wonder-about bigger prom
iSeS?"
Iglesia mopped his forehead.
And when l bring the waltz To you,
then you are convinced?'
You must keep your word, dear.
For your own sake, too"
Then may see your father?'
Yves. Arturo. But you mustn't
kiss me again. No. You mustn't!
Not until-until then, Arturo. That's
rude of you, Where are you going?"
Iglesia, who had turned away,
turned back to gaze down at her.
Where would you Suppose? To
the studio
But you're tired. dear. It's past II
o'clock
THE piano." said IgIesia stolidly,
never sleeps. Until / have won your
confidence, dearest. | think / am to
follow Its excellent example. You
have challenged me- Very we'll | ac-
cept. l shall come to you only when
l bring you your music"
She stood by him with her hand on
his sleeve.
Il don't want YOU TO kill yourself,
Arturo, but-won't you come soon2'
"Soon-or never" he said.
lie immured himself in his studio,
and his temper rose by degrees
until he had almost reached the point
of hysteria. He sent frenziedly to
Broadway for an armful of the latest
popular waltzes, and after he had
dashed through them he deliberately
selected the least expensive vase from
his mantel and soothed his soul by
smashing it against the bricks of his
fireplace. Then. miraculously, at this
precise juncture. he caught a motif
out of thin air and rushed TO the
piano and played it over and over
with descending enthusiasm, he
cooked his ear to it. and finally. with
loud thump in the bass, consigned it
TO oblivion 1t would do very we'll for
concert waltz. but not for Doris.
He telephoned to her and the sound
OF her voice inflamed him. He was
almost persuaded that she loved him.
Then he went back to the piano and
battled with it for half a day, and
broke down and cried out of utter
helplessness on the keys.
Fortunately, he was ashamed of
himself. That alone might not have
saved him from wrecking his disposi-
ton. He was assisted by an engage
ment In New Haven, and the short
journey came as a timely respite. He
achieved another triumph and re-
turned home. To Doris over the teIe.
phone he said:
You have not forgotten"
And she replied:
Evening star., 1926-02-21
BY STERLING HEILIG.

PARIS. February IL.
" HEY have dug up a personal
seal of Faustina, most famous
beauty of imperial Rome. at
L Neris Hot Springs, greatest
beauty cure OF the antique
world, near Vichy.
To make her beauty cures Faustina,
wife of Emperor Marcus Aurelius,
travelled all the way from Rome up
Into mid-France (GauD with her
retinue, two separate seasons.
These facts have stirred up notable
interest In a little one-horse French
watering place, the present-day Neris
"a town all up and down, built on
green mounds.
The green mounds cover another
Pompeii.
Before the war, they were about
TO uncover certain sections, as Pom
peii has been uncovered. Now, again,
the project is up before the French
Beaux-Arts.
All Neris is a subterranean treasure
ground.
The French government has only to
excavate the mounds, and a ruined
city OF marble villas, temples. baths,
statues and mosaic floors will surge
out. A real Pompeii.
There Is no railroad. You take the
autobus from Montlucon. In 1852,
Nerts should have beaten Vichy as
fashionable watering place-again,
after 1900 years! Never was there
| such q chance to uncover the one
great Pompeii known to exist in
France!
Napoleon III was building the rail-
| roads. Court influence was corrupt
| The Due de Morny stayed a week at
Neris. waiting for graft which the
leading townsmen were too innocent
| minded to offer. Those of Vichy were
| not 1nnocent-minded. Vichy got the
railroad, and Napoleon III built the
Villa Eugene.
the highlands above. Of breezes, boil
ing springs and fowery hamlets.
The main street, only, counts. It is
boarding hotels, the Mall, a melan.
| choly casino and the hot radium
springs which have never ceased to
flow since before the days Of Faustina!
The springs contain wonder. In
closed by an iron fence. the great.
| old, smoking pond bubbles amid me-
| tallic-green water plants, unique in
| the world-they flourish in boiling
water! They are the boiled and
living green's OF Neris," swapping
with radium," and evolved, here, on
| llo spot, S,VVV years anu L1OTo.
What strange yigor gets into the
plants, to make them flourish in boil
ing water? The eminent d'Arsonval,
In 1912, verified tho immense radio
activity Of Eeris hot water, but old
peasant tradition insists that true
beauty cures must include daily mas
sage with the 'boiled green's which
are aliver'
subterransan and surface waste
give radioactive lightness-''a kind Of
communicative springiness" soil
and air. The waste water. also. con-
tinues to wash down dirt and pile up
mounds. OF course. they cannot ever
go higher than the level Of the
springs-an earthquake having start
ed covering glorious marble Neris,
after the barbarians had burned It!
| All this IL admitted history.
| Suddenly, after unprecedented pros.
perity, Neris had utter ruin roll down
on her-in the two acts mentioned.
Behold prosperous Neris, long after
Evening star., 1926-02-21
THE BRIDES WALTZ
BY HOLWORTHY
She Told Him She Had Only One Fault Find With Him.

caused by a girl he had admired on
quaintance. He was possessed by her
appearance, her voice, her manner,
her opinions. He had been physically
weary when he had risen from the
piano: now he was alert and tingling
with electric energy.
"And shall see you again-ever?'
he asked anXiously.
''Of course, you will. she said.
Might =
Her quickness of perception
cha rmed him.
between convention and impatience.
l have to thank you for" He broke
of abruptly and made his familiar,
intlnitesimal bow.
You were going to say" she sug-
gested.
II forgot myself You had not
asked any question. I almost earned
another reproof." He bowed again.
and gave her his best smile. which
was matchless. "Oh, never mind" he
finished; II shall hope to have the
honor of earning 1t later
Tea is at 5 O'Clock. You've met
ahead of me in the line. Well both
be glad to see you any afternoon at
all"
He went home on tiptoe. inhaling
from the bottom Of his lungs In &C
cordance with all the best theories of
good health. Before his largest mir
ror he stood for several minutes
deprecating his features and wish
ing that he were better looking. Final
ly he shrugged shoulders at himself,
thanked his stars that at least he
hic hnjy oh
man, and whispered an excellent
Spanish proverb which has to do with
the inherent conceit of mules. Then
he took himself off to bed and slept
poorly and was glad Of it.
WHEN impatience had mastered
him he went TO tea. and became so
thoroughly demoraliZed that he broke.
stringent rules and consented to play
informally. More than that. he
trotted out his new tone poem in
fiat minor. Opus eight, which he
had never intended to play at all ex-
cept as a final encore on state occa-
Sions.
Later when he had won a brief tete-
a-tete with his divinity he explained
to her. just why he had played the
tone poem.
But you mustn't say those things"
she persisted.
And why not?''
Because 1 don't want you to-
In spite of her information, Iglesia
looked hurt.
You women-all of you-you puz-
zle me. If say a, silly. gorgeous COM
pliment ! do not mean. you are
pleased, while you know very we'll
do not mean 1t. But If l say the
thing that comes truly to me. then
you pretend not to like it. Why?"
She looked at him from under her
heavy lashes.
1T isn't that. But I want us to
be friends-'
Friends" said Iglesia. with hfs
palms outward. How can a man and
a woman be friends? For man and
a woman there are no fine distinc-
tions Of friendship. They are thrilled
to be together-which is love-or they
are not thrilled to be together-which
is Indifference. There is nothing be-
tween. They may have for each other
affection. sympathy, understanding,
pity, hatred-but not friendship, I'M
less they are of different generations,
or else they are icebergs. I speak,
Evening star., 1926-02-21

brought up the end of the line. At
the first glance he saw that she was
exuuiSite-her coloring was as warm
and delicate as a pastel, her eyes
were blue and thoughtful. and her
mouth and chin were, at one instant,
adorable for their childlike appeal,
and, at the next, adorable for their
striking tirmness. Incidentally, she
had a beautiful figure and she was
wearing a gown of sapphire-blue vel
vet which snatched at Igfesia's imag-
tnation.
Iglesia was hoping that she wouldn't
shatter the effect by some gross ba-
nality.
TT was tie very incest thing I've
hver heard" she said.
Iglesia caught his breath.
iSThen to reward me-" he said. with
his faint Castilian accent, won't you
let me take you to SUPPER
s'But it wouldn't be fair of me to
rnonopolize you, would it," she pro-
tested.
Fair to whom?' Already he was
guiding her toward g. convenient
corner.
1t was fully half an hour before
they were interrupted, and during
that interval Iglesia had fallen irrev.
ocably In love. Nor was It IN aim
less passion which overcame hiIni Il
kAs -. 80 ssa,sfonud emotion
Evening star., 1926-02-21

is not my fault. You are not sure Of
me because of my name, my nation
ality. Your daughter was afraid Of
that-she. told me she was afraid of
something. I did not guess. She was
afraid Of this. Listen. Because Of
your daughter I have risked my repu-
tation as an artist with my public. I
have done it gladly. There is no need
to be alarmed-it was music I wrote
to please her. Now, because of her, /
gladly risk the reputation of my par
ents, as people of discrimination and
tact, with you. My name was Arthur
Church, and when it was changed we
were living in Scranton, Pa.-if that is
international, ! will be hanged. If l
look like a Spaniard, 1t Is because !
was born so; if l have the name of a
Spaniard, it is because II was done by
law when I was young to make CAPT
tai of 1t; If / speak like a Spaniard, il
is because 1 was trained in Spain for
this music business. But, l say again,
it is not my fault. l refer you to the
record in the courts. Iglesia' Arturo
Iglesia." He laughed oddly. And my
father was Abraham Lincoln Church,
and my mother was Mary Elizabeth
McGraw. Internationarm He laughed
again. more oddly still. We'll, pos
sibly-but not in the way you mean"
X X
a DAY or two after the engagement
was announced Senor Artura Ig-
lesia, the famous concert pianist. rode
in a taxicab to that part of the
metropolis known as Tin Pan Alley"
and told the chauffeur TO wait.
Three stories nearer heaven. he
presently intruded upon the privacy
of a young man who. together with a
battered upright piano and a stool,
was the sole occupant of a large and
dusty loft. The young man, who wore
a wrinkled green suit and a checked
waistcoat, had neglected to remove his
derby hat, which was pushed far back
on his head. AS he played he smoked
a thin. dyspeptic cigar
''Goodmorning, Mr.. Milliken," said
the genius, bowling.
The young man stopped playing and
greeted him effusively.
"Oh, hello, Iglesia! How's every lit
tie thing?"
Most excellent, thank you. I have
Evening star., 1926-02-21

made the contract The advance pa y
ment is $4,000. There is also So, 900
for exclusive privileges for one month
for some idiotic musical comedy. They
are mad over it. They say II VIII
sweep the country. / have here your
check for one-half the amount
The young man at The piano crossed
his legs and hUgged them.
That's fine, Much obliged. Al
most wish l hadn't agreed to keep my
name off il. On. ii was generous OF
you to split even. / don't dispute
that But if you'd used my name on
it | wouldn't "a asked for nickel. I
got a rep. too. Say-I tell you what
We'll do. You put my name on il and
take back your check
TOO late said Iglesia. Besides.
it was our agreement"
The young man sighed heavily.
Sure, 1 know it was. Only-oh.
well. I'll never spill the beans. Don't
worry. Only. that's a peach of a walt
"a peach, Best l ever wrote"
You forget said Iglesia coldly,
that l provided the motif"
Il don't forget nothing. Then |
wrote her, didn't I?''
Then l." said Iglesia, Il rewrote
her and made 1t what 1t is now.
could not have done your part-you
could not have done mine"
''Oh, well, we won't quarrel. But /
wish my name was on 1t, though
Nell-young lady like it?"
Very much said Iglesia.
Funny thing" said the young man.
absently striking discords. You're
lglesia and the young lady don't like
YOUR stuff-she likes mine She don't
know II, but she likes mine better
m married myself. l make a living
out Of this here business, and the old
woman she hates music like poison.
Can't even have a phonograph in the
house. Piano? Well, not on your life.
Say, I'm doin' part of the music for
this here Red Roof revue. If yo,,
should happen TO want to dig up some
new tune or other and collaborata
again. why, l.
Heavens" said Iglesia, insulted. on
the threshold. Because I am an art.
ist do YOU think am bigamist ALSO
Ana, besides, / am composing a
sonata"
Copyright 1926l
Evening star., 1926-02-21

"Oh, yes, 1 do" she assured him
You see, the other night you were
kind enough to ask me what l really
thought about your playing. And
said almost what ! thought"
'Almost?' -
There was something II didn',
dare to put in. / didn't think l knew
you we'll enough. But my idea about
friendship it's so different from
yours-is that friends are simply peo
pie who want to help each other. You
play beautifully, of course, but-may
I talk to you just the way / want to?
Everything you do seems so cold and
polished and brilliant. And good
deal of II ! can't quite understand
It's so-academic. You're living away
over our heads. And the one thing
ences ever SO much closer together
is-well, suppose ! say melody-mel
Ody. instead Of mathematics"
HIM" said Iglesia You would
have me support the hand-organs:
Is that it?"
NO. I'm terribly afraid I'm not
making II clear TO you"
II share your terror" he said
humbly.
The motion of her hands was very
pretty and very expressive.
L Was JUST lIluhllS lUdl IL you
once let yourself go and put all the
the interest into it that you put into
the things you say to me, you could
write the most wonderful waltz in the
world. And 1t would be good for
you, too. You've got everything but
feeling. You aren't common enough
yet. And music is the commonest
thing there Is. 1t ought to be, so that
everybody could understand it. And
.l..x- y1x,, Il
make the very best out of yourself,
and I thought"
You love to Dance" said Iglesia.
Il beg your pardon?'
Il said, You love to dance 1t was
not an inquiry; it was statement"
Why, yes; | do"
LAS the saying goes, you would
would rather dance than eat, and die
dancing. Is that it,"
Pretty nearly"
II will write you a waltz said
Iglesia.
Her eyes widened, and the color
famed in her checks.
Not really?'
Iglesias eyes were burning.
Not for the hand organs. but for
you. If you doubt, you shall see. you
shall hear 1t will still be Iglesia. still
you like, and when you hear it, you
will know that Iglesia is whispering
to you, between the notes. 1 love
you"
She shrank away from his vehem-
ence.
"B-but told you you mustn't say
those things!"
Unseen, he pressed her hand and
rose.
'Jp that casa shall have IN 90
home and write them. | shall ask
your mother to bring you to my stu
dio on WednesdaT. l shall play for
you anything you say. You Will tell
me what you like best, and l shall
play It, Then I shall know better
how to write for you And in the
meantime
She looked down
IN the meantime" said Iglesia,
subdued. you have the opportunity
to learn for yourself how it feels TO
be lodestar.'
TUESDAY afternoon he appeared
i in recital at Aeolian Hall, and
Wednesday morning the critics We're
still searching for fresh adjectives.
At the last moment he had changed
his program, and instead of inter-
preting the ultramodern composers.
including himself, he had unexpect-
edly chosen to linger over the har-
monies which may be called chest
nuts, and are still classics and still
beautiful.
1t had taken the house exactly 10
seconds to realize that a new Iglesia
had come before them, and after that
he got reception which had no
parellel in his career. Never before
Evening star., 1926-02-21

had women cried among the audi
ence. Ingonues had sometimes crowd
ed to the platform, bearing flowers,
and matrons had sacrificed their
gloves in applause, but nobody had
cried. Nor had ever a sweeping
wave Of emotion rippled from the
stage to the lobby and back again.
feel 1t in the air and sense the per-
sonality which caused 1t. Not, In all
his days. had Iglesia taken his calls
as he did this afternoon-taken them
with tears in his eyes. as though at
last he had found communion with
his people. And they wouldn't let
him go, and Iglesia didn't want to go,
and 1t was s o'clock before the car
riage numbers began to shine
through the mist, like little beacon
lights to signal the arrival Of Arturo
Iglesia in the top flight.
BY Wednesday morning the force
Of the reaction handn't left him. and
he was very tired and depressed. The
and put them down quietly, and sat
thinking.
Il must be worthy Of her." said
her. must write her a waltz"
His manager telephoned him that
tho recital was worth. cumulatively,
q hundred thousand dollars. Might
he come at to discuss q series of
performances for which they could
now demand the highest prices.
II have previous engagement" "
said Iglesia curtly, and hung up the
receiver.
She came, with her mother, at the
appointed time, and both of them
were radiant. They had also read
the newspapers.
"Tell me your favorite," he said.
Tell me the music you love best In
al the world. Make mo q little list. !"
And, In accordance with the little
list, he played. in erdax, the Chopin
The Washington times., 1926-07-24
NEW HOURS ANNOUNCED
FOR CENTRAL HIGH POOL

To take care of record crowds
attempting to get into the Central
High School pool, Miss Edith III.
Hunter, Central Community secre-
tary, has announced a new schedule.
Children's class instruction-1:3 80
to 2:10, Tuesday, Wednesday and
Friday: small children swim-2:SQ
to $780, same days: large boys and
girls swim-1.30 to $3.50. Friday:
class. instruction for womeu--f: 80
to SIS, Tuesday, Thursday. and
Friday; women and older girls
.swim-S:15 to p. M, same da. s.:
men. and women swin--T Tuesd, y, /,
Thursday, Friday, 8 to 9:45.
O:her activities are: Tennis-Tues
day to. Friday, p. m. to dark,
Saturday, ! p. m. to dark: reducing
class-Thursday, s p. m. in won
ems gymnasium; ,traek-Tu Tuesday,
Thursday, and Friday evenings.
The Army Music School Band viii;
give concerts Thursday and August
19 in Central Stadium. In case of
rain concert will be given in audi
forilIun
The Washington times., 1926-07-24
D. c. Beauty To
WE'D TUREMAN

introduced only a few months
ago, engaged less than . week,
Mrs. Lorena Brooks Cunningham.
pretty Washington dfvorcee, and
James Gordon Rowe, jr., son OF the
famous Jimmy Rowe. trainer for
the Whitney stables and otherwise
prominent in turf circles, are to be
married tonight in New York city.
Neither Mrs. Cunningllala, who Is
at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel In
New York, nor Mr.. Rowe would
edivuIge plans for the ceremony, but
it is understood that 1t Is to take
place at the Waldorf Astoria to-
night. The license was Issued In
New York yesterday.
At the home Of Mrs. Cunning
hams mother, Mrs. M. Brooks, 1916
Woodley Rd. NJ. W., no information
concerning the nuptials was forth
coming.
Mrs. Cunningham obtained her
divorce from John e. Cunningham
last January, after sensational
charges In which the wife named
May Walsh as correspondent. Mr..
Cunningham was granted the right
to have their two children when
they are not in school.
Mr.. Rowe is following his fathers s
profession Of training thorough
breds.
The Washington times., 1926-07-24
MRS. JULIAN MEREDITH
SEEKS PARIS DIVORCE

PARIS, July "a. - Petition Tor
divorce was filed in the Seine court
today by Mrs. Julian Meredith
of Buffalo, N. Y. Mrs. Meredith
charged deseFtion.
Mrs. John Liggett, the former
Imogene Lotson, also filed petition
for divorce charging that her hus-
band had refused to receive her.
The Liggetts were married in st.
Clair, Mich, August IL. 1897.
A divorce was granted Mrs. Jess
PerIman. the former Sara Bunyan,
on the ground Of desertion. the
couple was married at Bradley
Beach. N. j., July 4, 1917.
Reciprocal DEGREES were granted
Mr.. and Mrs. Apull Lafergue, who
married in Denver, Col. Mrs. La
fergue was the former Persis Talon.
The Washington times., 1926-07-24
MASKS
TESTED HERE
Rv ROBERT S. THORNBURGH

By ROBEhi D. 1E1OAAN Jaw -
The United States Bureau OF
Mines is conducting an extensive
study of the various types of res
pirators designed as safeguards
against the presence of injurious
dusts encountered in mining ami
many other industries at the
Pittsburgh experiment station.
MANY Industrial respirators ana
many fabrics and filtering materials,
including cheese cloth, canton f1an-
mel, bIeached and unbleached mus
lin filter paper and absorbent COT
ton were tested" said an announce.
n1ent issued by the Department OF
Commerce.
"The filtering efficiencies Of the
respirators were determined by pass
ing air containing either tobac-
CO smoke or suspended silica dust
in minute particles through the
respirators. A small stream OF
air that escaped from the res
pirators was viewed in beam Oh
light in a dark box.
IAN equal system of the unfiltered
air was viewed alongside the flrst
stream. and the unfiltered stream
was diluted with measured portions
of pure air until the two streams
reflected light OF equal intensity.
Chemists at the Pittsburgh sta
tion found that efficiencies OF the
Industrial dust respirators in re-
straining' tobacco smoke were found
TO range from 5 to 33 per cent when
the air was passed through at a rata
of 80 liters per minute. A gas mask
canister with two filters of absorb
.ent cotton showed SO per cent eff.
cheney, and a flat felt filter 81 per.
cent.
The efficiencies against silica dust
floated in air ranged from about 80
to 70 per cent for dust respirators.
The Washington times., 1926-07-24
s 0RN LEVELS
ARMY CAMPS
By TnternationaI NeWs eerviee

SEA GIRT. N. ]. !, July PA, vio-
lent storn. borne on a wind Of cy-
clonic velocity, struck municipalities
in this vicinity today doing great
damage to property.
The summer camp Of the New
Jersey National Guard here was lew
eled by the storm. which was pre-
ceded by blanket cf dark clouds
that entirely obliterated the sun and
threw the vicinity into an lnky
blackness. All the tents on the
army reservation were blown down,
but no serious injuries were re-
ported
Many trees here and in ,Manas-
guam, N. j., were uprooted by the
storm, and 1t was reported that
several houses were moved from
their foundations by the force Of
the wind.
The storm lasted for little more
than a half an hour, when sud
den shower of heavy rain dispersed
the black clouds. i