The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1934-10-08

the life of EZ:.:
Chardin, the Helen EsSary
the great French painter.
Chardin, who lived from 1899
until 1899, in an age of artifi-
ciality and lack of poise, was a
sincere artist of bourgeois life
and a fine colorist. His can
vases Of home scenes and still
life are exquisite.
Roger Gaucheron has done an
excellent book on Chardin. It
it principally a collection Of the
painters public and private let
tiers and manuscripts, many
autographed. A volume ex-
tremely useful to a student of
art.
Mademoiselle Gaucheron will
return the last of this month to
her brothers apartment on Six
tenth Street from Savole,
France, where she has been for
the summer.
Mrs. Borden Hartman is
lingering in Paris with her
daughter, Mrs. Russell. Mrs.
Russell Cher stage name is
Ethel Borden is writing
scenarios for Metro Goldwyn-
Mayer.
Mrs. Cordell Hull is looking
very handsome this fall, particu.
larly in a new rust-colored
costume. Mrs. Hull is an ex-
tremely successful "wite of lie
Secretary of State" She is
clever, good looking, and really
sweet.
The French Embassy is in.
terested in Madame Leune.
newly arrived in Washington.
Madame Leune is member Of
the Alliance FrancaiSe. She Is
intellectual-a writer and a.
traveller. Soon we shall hear
her lectures about the things
she knows best.
Dorothy Thompson probably
will come to Washington nett
Monday to be present at the
opening of "Jayhawker," which
her husband, Sinclair Lewis, has
written in collaboration with
Lloyd Lewis.
Miss Thompson is not only a
brilliant writer. She's a great
hostess. Before she married
Sinclair Lewis and came to
America, her apartment in Ber-
lin was the meeting place for
distinguished German and visit
ing celebrities. Her friendship
with people important in public
affairs helped her with a knowl-
edge of events that made her
articles about the Nazi govern
ment so ValuaoIe.
Sara Haardt, who is Mrs.
Henry L. Mencken when she
isn't writing books and short
stories, has a remarkable col
lection of Victoriana. The Memo
ken's Cathedral Street apart
ment in Baltimore is furnished
in the sort of stately walnut,
prim prints, and elaborate glass
some of us wish we had kept
when the Colonial craze emptied
the best parlors Of our grand
mothers.
The ladies and gentlemen of
the National Recreation Con-
gress have gone home to work.
no-to play.
These are ladies and gentle
men who take their play seri.
ouSly and their work lightly.
And when they aren't working
at their play, they take a "bus-
mans holiday" and-thiS Is
what happened at the conclu.
sion of last weeks convention
when the chairman of the Con.
greSS announced-a play hour.
The hour was II at night,
but the delegates were wide
awake and ready for anything.
The game chosen for the play
hour was Animal Peanuts"
Different groups were formed.
The Pig group, the Lion group,
the Kitty group, etc.
Peanuts were hidden about
the Convention Hall, and
happy delegates in tails and eve
ming gowns Scurried about
looking for them. Anyone dis.
covering a peanut was com.
PEELED to make the sound of
his group. To NEW like a kitty,
or bray like a donkey
Such noises would send the
captains Of the groups skitter-
ing across the floor to pick up
the peanut.
It was delightful, the play
hour. Quite relaxing. And, in
q way, educational.
P. S. The meeting was com.
pletely dry.