Evening star., 1934-10-08

extravaganza is a satiric splurge
is are by no means the most
NyjnSky danced 1t, assisted by Paw
Iowa and Karsavipa, in Paris, we
wager if one small giggle had escaped
from the throat of an amused spec
tator, he would have been rushed out
of the theater and strung to a
lamp post.
You may not like the ballet, but
the least you can do is to sit quietly
through it.
ONE of the glad moments of to-
~ nights premiere c'The Farmer
Takes a Wife" at the NationaD will
be when the grape lady" walks out
onto the stage. We shall never forget
the efficacy of that first grape as
Margaret Hamilton popped it in and
out of her mouth. That was at the
opening performance of Another
Language" which came to the Belasco
quite unsung and went forth as one
of the seasons winners. Miss Hamil-
ton was SO funny at that performance
that she had to be toned down after
ward-the producers fearing that she
would topple the play over on it's ear.
We don't know what she will do to-
night-but we'll bet whatever it is
it will be swell.
MARY P1CKFORD is going to re-
A'A turn to the stage. She will do
an as yet unnamed play in San
Francisco under the Duffy banner.
Hope she brings the play East.
X x X x
THE Children's Theater promises
L to thrive this year What with
''Pocahontas, the play that will open
the season on November 3, with a
cast of real Indians, to be followed
by "Nobody's Girl" and the Christ
mas offering of Dick Wilmington
and His Cat" plus Louisa Alcott's
Under the Lilacs," and Aladdin and
His Wonderful Lamp" there should
be sufficient variety to keep every
kind of a youngster happy. The
Woman's International League, at
532 Seventeenth street northwest,
sponsors these worthy productions.
THE Variety Club quarters in the
Willard Hotel were carried back
yesterday afternoon to the glory of
another day. There, in black, sat
quiet, distinguished looking lady who
has danced before thrones and en-
perors, who has danced in imperial
Splendor in Russia, in Paris. in Buda-
pest, in Vienna-in every country
where the ballet has been recognized
for its artistic stimulus.
First there was Pavlova, then there
was Karsavina and then there was
Fokina. She sat in the Variety Club
yesterday afternoon, nursing a cup
of tea in one hand, while with the
other she created the outlines of ideas
which her broken English couldn't
quite express-drew pictures of bal
lets and artists and the thoughts of
a great ballerina before her-spoke
quickly and happily of her career and
her husband, Michel Fokines, career
spoke OF never returning to Russia
CHOW can we when so many of our
friends have been killed-hoW could
we go back and dance where we would
have so few friends to dance to?~-
spoke of dancing in the Metropolitan
Opera House in New York and in Hol-
lyWood at the Hollywood Bowl-spoke
of Fokine's new ballet, which he will
present at the Metropolitan next week
spoke of the young boy, Paul Haakon,
who danced at the National in Jeritza s
operetta last Spring-said of him:
He is greater than Nyjinsky"
Nine Fokine, who is travelling with
the ballet which is being presented
this week at the Fox, seems calm and
happy still in her Work-never uttered
a hint of regret that the great DAYS
OF the ballet are over. MY husband, +"
she said, is glad to be in America
and why not? His art is universal
he is international. First Russia, then
France-now America" Her eyes
flashed then and she appeared to be
as proud as the wife of the former
maestro of the Russian Imperial Bal
let, the man who composed ballet after
ballet for Diagileff Gle Spectre de
Ia Rose, "Petroushka"D in Paris. the
man who trained NyjinSky should be.
In his own corner-the press gen.
try having torn husband and wife
apart-M. Fokine spoke of his 70
ballets, of his bad English (it isn't
so bad), of the three new ballets which
he will present at the Capitol Theater
in New York, of the book which one
of these days he hopes to write.
His wife hopes that he will write
it, too. 1t will be the real history of
ballet. Nine. Fokine said little of the
book that was written by Romola
NyJinsky-which has caused such a
furor-said enough, however, to in
dicate that she didn't think much of
it. ut is beautifully written" she
said quietly, "but it is not true. No.
my husband will write the truth
soon, very soon, I hope