Putnam patriot., 1929-03-28


 the sun shines we l0ll on the railing and drink iu this panorama of Lute- tia. Here on the left are the twin spires of Saint Dominique and be yond, it's pinnacle lost in mist, the Eiffel Tower. A little to the right and we can make out the odd d-shaped top of the Are de Triomphe. Almost directly in front and ahead we can sec the "lady with a Tyre" forever poised on one toe at the pinnacle of the Op- era. That great bulk stretching to the right in the foreground is the mile or more of roof that covers the Louvre. Down there on the right are the tng- CTS of St. Jacques and St. Germaine d'Auxerrois, and to cap it all at the extreme right, are the shadowy towers of Notrc Dame. Then the sun bright. ems and gilds the eorniccs and the win dows and far. far ahead, we face white and Rhostly shadow as of some fairy palace. the towers and ramparfs of the church of Sacre Couer crown ing the Butte of Montmartre.
 At every hour of the day and of the night, our balcony is a delight. Just across the way the little lady who works in the room at the top of the Pension office smiles Il greeting in the morning Down below the cabs squawk merrily by. There is the tobacco shop where we have aided, in the ten years since the war, the increasing English vocabulary of its yoluble and execu- tive proprietress. Then also there is the little lace shop. and the shop for "parapiuies," and the best little sta tionery shop in Paris.
 And SO we finger over unpacking to glance now and then from the balcony. Sunset comes behind the Arc and sud denly the Eihel Tower flashes put in intricate lights. advertising Automo- piles Citroen but advertising them SO beautifully that one forgets the com mcrcial use of the worlds tallest structure and regards the innovation as but another touch of beauty to the city that will ever b. beautiful.
 
 This morning Albert. the merriest of Gascon ets-des-chambres," came loudly in waving the New York Her aid, Paris edition, above his head and bearing ten and rolls. Albert has a way of spending his life either laugh ing or grumbling about the immense amount of work he has tO do. And while we breakfast we hear the fam fly record of tine past eighteen months Then we take refuge in the Herald.
 To our way of thinking. the Paris edition of The Herald is one of the mest delightful and certainly one Of the auaintest of modern journals. It tells the news of the day compactly and without undue discussion. But it k most amusing in it's various depart ments. In the items devoted Co ar rivals and departures, one finds news of travelling friends Here is the weather forecast. what the crossing was like on the Channel yesterday and what the day was like in New York. Here are the exchange rates, the news of the American colonies in other Eu- ropean cities and resorts, and the in- cvitablc column of deaths and funerals. Through with the news itself. we turn as quickly as possible to Page No. i. How little Paris changesl There is the same account with almost of the same names of those who dined in state at the Ritz on Sunday evening. Miss Florence Haywood is still delivering her lectures at the Louvre. Dr. Cad man is giving his counsel overseas as well as at home, and the crossword puzzle and the Thirty Years Ago columns are also present.
 But it is the letter column that ", most admire. Here Americans abroad indulge their pens in the strangest of arguments. This winter many tens of letters were printed regarding. of all things on earth, clam chowderl So ar. dent became the discussion as 10 the relative quality of various recipes for connecting a good New England chow der that some of the writers ended hy calling each other unpleasant names not emitting to refer to the fact that some of the contributors had lived so long out of America that they had forgotten what clam chowder wasl
 However. as directory of amuse. ment and other entertainment. Tn, Herald is invaluable. SO with a fort night of Paris ahead of us We turn Go the theatre column. Heigh-hol What. all this2 Where are the French plays. : Listen: At the Apollo there is that ten-strike melodrama, now in it's American middle-age. "The Trial of Mary Dugan." At the Athenee is Ed ward Sheldon's Romance" of Doris keane fame. At the Mogador. Rose Marie is being played near it's five hundredth performance. At the Al. bert Premiere the bill Is The Import ance of Being Earnest" and in the Boulevards Broadway in its French version IS packing the house
 Turning Go the cinema. we learn that all Paris Is ilocking to that supreme film, Emil Jannings in "The Patriot. " Down near the Madeleine White Shadows In the South Seas is the bill. And to cap the climax of all. Mistin- quett has temporarily faded from the scene and Elsie Janis. our Elsie. is the star at the Moulin Rouge.
 In all of our stay in Paris We are Co learn that there are but two really worthy French plays this winter. Mol och" at the Theatre Francaise. and "Topaze" at the Varieties. the latter a delicious satirical comedy which will undoubtedly reach America very soon. In the course of it's three acts, the wicked flourish merrily.
 To us this lack of native talent doesn't matter. We prefer to read our French plays. We have long ago ad- mitted frankly that we dc not really understand one-half of the rapid pat ter of the players. we do not like male French actors, We loathe the bad ven tilation of French theatres. we dis like the interminahle entre-acteS and