The late JUANITA STINETTE CHAPPELLE

C. M. A. Fetes
Eva D. Bowles

Miss Eva D. Bowles, formerly a general secretary of the Y. M. C. A. was officially recognized in her new position with the C. M. A. Stores and Business League, Wednesday, June 1, at a dinner given in her honor. Miss Bowles, who has served as secretary of the National C. M. A. Corporation since its beginning, was welcomed into her new responsibilities by a host of friends and well-wishers. A. L. Holsey, C. M. A. president, acted as master of ceremonies introducing several speakers including Fred R. Moore, Clement M. Biddle, William Pickens, Allie N. Jones, Noah D. Thompson, Mrs. Cecelia C. Saunders, C. Benjamin Curley and Mrs. Agnes Morris.

Mr. Pinket's letter.

"Not wishing to mislead my many friends who are eager to support business firm who give real opportunities to colored persons, I hope you will see fit to impose this unfair discrimination," adds Mr. Pinket's letter.

### National Urban League Makes Salary Cut

According to an announcement made by James H. Hubert, Executive Director of the New York Urban League, the Executive Committee had authorized salary cuts ranging from five to thirty percent on all salaries above a thousand dollars. This step was made necessary because of loss in income, especially from foundations and big gifts usually carried on the budget as 'assured income.' This is, according to Mr. Hubert, the second cut, as a general five per cent cut was effective in September, 1931.

As a guarantee that this is no dedication of a desire to accept low standards, the Executive Committee unanimously agreed that all reductions be regarded as temporary measures to cope with the present emergency and that as soon as conditions warrant, the normal salary schedule be resumed.

N. H. Saturday, June 4, and died as a result of general peritonitis following an unsuccessful operation. Mrs. Chappelle, known professionally as "Stinnette," passed away the day before the thirty-third anniversary of her birth which dated June 1899, at Baltimore, Md.

She has been married to her partner, Thomas "Chappy" Chappelle, for fifteen years. Together they have covered R. K. O., P. T. A. tages, Keith and Loews theatrical circuits and have been featured several big musical shows including "Jazz Regiment" and recent the Miller and Lyles production "Sugar Hill." Their last Harlem appearance was made with the late mentioned show the week of January 9, at the Lafayette Theatre. Chappelle is now playing with "Hot-Chot-Chot" in Werba's Flushing theatre, Brooklyn, teaming with Carrie Marrero. Mrs. Chappelle collapsed at the Palace Theatre in Manchester.

The deceased is survived by her mother, Mrs. William Stinnet and her bereaved husband, Thomas Chappelle, residing at the Home at Grampion, 182 St. Nicholas Avenue. Her body is now lying in state in the funeral parlors, Temple street and Third avenue, New York City.

## King' In Attitude Toward William Allen

Once only is merited by those who built hot dog stands and turned the territory surrounding the Lindbergh estate into a miniature carnival round in an effort to pick up a new coppers out of the frantic search for the kidnapped baby. They are in much the same boat as Allen. But serious criticism is due every daily newspaper editor interested in garnering a "scoop" completed by mercenary motive. Every tactic known to the journalistic trade was employed to that end. Misleading and distorted headlines,aggerated and sensationalized news stories, fantastic and morbid

Now the question arises as to whether or not the public appearance of William Allen will in any way detract from the solemn attitude of the American public toward the demoniacal kidnaping and murder. Neither from the viewpoint of those who might eagerly listen to Allen's story, nor from the truck-driver's own interpretation, could travesty be injected. It would be as fair to say that a morbid curiosity only prompted the American public to read these stories as they were published in every daily newspaper in the nation. Then in the background of Allen's venture into

and weep anew at the film definition of the kidnaping and brutal murder of the little Eaglet.

While this writer does not endorse super-sensitivity in matters involving a member of the Negro race, there is reasonable room for doubt as to whether a Nordic would have been accorded the same treatment as Allen has under similar circumstances. But the "Loch Eagle" has remained silent and different toward the man who found the dead body of his child. He, at least, should have thanked and properly rewarded the Tremont

hair where they had so often sat together. She
over to him and touched the rough tweed of his
gazing down at him with her very soul in her

and stirred and woke. "Oh, darling," he said, "I
to wait up, but sleep got the better of me. How
you are. Are you all right?"

managed somehow to keep her voice even. "Tell
me, Ned, that you love me."

whirled on her in astonishment. "Love you? Why,
funny kiddy." His strong hands clasped her cold
bling ones. "My darling, what's the matter with
Of course, I love you. You are the only thing in
for me. What is the matter with you?"

didn't know. He was not to learn for a long
what she had gone through that night because of
her love. But at that moment it was enough for

Nick Townsend

I see a thing I like, I buy it,"

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ing successes.

to a good late for comment in this issue.

In this issue.

Brown lace in tiers over char- treuse satin; Bergdorf Goodman.

Garcienne frock of black satin and du- vetyn; tobacco-pouch metal edging on front and pockets.

Black velvet tiered frock, red and silver collar and cuffs; both models are from Hattie Carnegie.

Black velvet dress with wings and chiffon sash; Frances Clyne.

Tom Francis

JAMES W. JENNINGS

J. J. L. Francis, a former professional拳击运动运动员, 于1928年与汤姆·卡麦尔(Thomas MacArdle)结婚, 他们有一个孩子, 叫作汤姆· Francis(Thomas J. Francis), 他于1928年4月15日出生。汤姆· Francis在1933年被选入了美国职棒联盟(National League)的名人堂, 他被选入的原因是他的拳击水平达到了一定的高度。汤姆· Francis于1933年与妻子E波尔(Eber) Dorval-PIierre Charles结婚, 他们于1934年5月15日生了他们的第一个孩子, 名字叫作汤姆(Thomas J. Francis)。

"I erloo!" screeched Brix, "now
why we've had so many

Charles Fra
Gave him his
hands around here. Remember
happened to the original Na-
at Waterloo?"

"replied McArdle. "He got

"this Napoleon Jack Dorval,"
the scholarly Lou, "he's a
his namesake; three times
postpone shows on which
" and Brix went off
to get a break in warding
the Queen's

the Belgian
this eve

Exclusive photo
shows Humbert J.
Fugazy, famous
boxing impre-
sario, trying to get
rain insurance for
his Godfrey-Risko
fight, which is
scheduled for Eb-
bets Field tomor-
row night.

Note the mean
glare on Jack's
face as he winds
up a left-handed
umbrella punch

The Godfrey-
Risko fight was
originally slated
for a week ago,
but rai. has
caused three post-
ponements.

Cameraman
caught Mr. Fugazy
at Central Park
reservoir as he
went through
light training for
battle with K. O.
Pluvius.

"I am in the
pink of condition,"
was Fugazy's com-
ment on the eve of
the battle.
bat
Pluvius
strictly
I

SPORT WITH
MARANVILLE

Maranville Is Cards' Rabbit Foot

WHEN Rabbit Maranville went to the St. Louis Cardin-
 managers in the National League tried to hide their
Maranville, the trouble maker, the breaker of rules, the back
organized baseball, settled the fate of the Cardinals. So they

Pete Alexander, inclined to light,
jovial drinking, had finally found a
running mate in the Rabbit. The
other managers sat back and waited
for the explosions that would shat-
ter the St. Louis club.

A week went by. No explosions, but
the other managers grinned. It would
only be a matter of time. The Rabbit
could travel the straight and narrow
path only so long. Give him time, they
urged.

And one week stretched into another,
and now the St. Louis Cardinals are
back in their home city after a twenty-
seven game swing around the circuit.

Of the twenty-seven games played, St.
Louis won twenty-one.

On the last game of the trip, Ma-
ranville again filled in at shortstop,
and aided in the eleven-inning repulse
of the checkmated Cincinnati Reds.
Despite all the snickers that developed
when the Rabbit joined Bill McKech-
nie at St. Louis, the fact remains that
the little fellow has proved a distinct asset.

Alexander, who was
selected to follow the
areas, licked the Cit-
vin three times in

Perhaps the
the Rabbit sh
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strio
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RABBIT M

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♦ THE NEWSREEL OF THE NEWSSTANDS ♦

See Story, Page 35

REALIZING that the newsreels are among the most popular features of the screen, and that the tabloids are the most popular form of newspaper, Motion Picture Classic has decided to meet this modern demand for news.

The roto section containing inside stories of the Hollywood news of the month is something entirely different in the way of a fan magazine feature. It is that rarest of rare things, a new idea. The motto of this section, Telling the Movie News in Tabloid, reveals its purpose.

It lets the fans in on the real-life stories of Hollywood, told briefly with especially taken pictures. It keeps movie audiences informed of the human drama behind a few lines of print in the morning's papers.

It is our aim to become, with this feature, the Newsreel of the Newsstands.

The late, lamented Knute Rockne ("Rock" and "Bald Eagle" to them) watching his Notre Dame boys trot out for practice last fall. This was one of five Rockne teams that were unbeatable. When he crashed in Kansas, en route to Hollywood, he had notes for a new series of football movies in his pocket

Greta Garbo.

See
Story,
Page 32

little packets — *croquignoles*, the trade
calls them — where it has been stored
after a thorough sterilization, and
sewn in by the “ventilator.” The
hair in the toupée must match the
customer’s hair in texture, but not in
color; the most natural color-effect is
obtained by blending two off-shades,
one slightly darker than the customer’s
and the other slightly lighter (drab
shades are the hardest of all to match).

The human head averages about
100,000 hairs, but there are only about
50,000 in a toupée — 50,000 ends,
that is, or 25,000 hairs, because each
hair is threaded double, knotted and
clipped off. So the ventilator's job
requires an expert craftsman (it takes
four years to train one) and the
patience to perform 25,000 swift and
minute operations on a single order.
From the ventilator, the toupée goes
to the part-maker and from him to the
dresser, who brushes it, trims it and
gives it a natural lustre. The finished
article weighs from a quarter to three-
quarters of an ounce, and costs from
$40 to $50 (full wigs cost $75 and $85).

A well-made toupée should last for
three years, but Wray-Gardt has one

toupées; they are
ones, and poor o
customers. Th
think, a certain
one's self to the
But Wray-Gard
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In a six-brake system gives positive
the car. The foot brakes (internal
operate on all four wheels, and the
of the car serves in part to apply
they need very little foot pressure.
Brake is internal expanding on the

All six brakes are fully enclosed
from dirt and moisture. You can
are of your brakes, in a Lincoln.

proof glass, of course, is used

And as for riding qualities, the
shock absorbers, the torque tube
nagligent spring suspension, and
balance of the whole car make it
life, but profoundly comfortable
us.

njerity, beauty . . . those are the
the Lincoln . . . "as nearly perfect
as it is possible to produce."

Bning Bing Crosby

BING CROSBY

the WABC-CBS network at
M., for Bing Crosby, the lad
out the hum in hum-dinger.
s going bang after the old
es (and what radio celeb isn't
ays?) and his program features
Misbehavin'". Some fans were
g about the humming and
ing of their sets and now they
ving about it delivered in
's tricky baritone ballads. All
ch proves the fickleness of the
audience. Somebody will come
and exasperate static and wow

* One day a violinist came in
she was taking a lesson. He no
that she was the same girl who
sold him some transcriptions
week previous.

"I didn't know you studied voice.
he said. "Maybe I can do some-
to help you get a position."

Next day he took her to a Chi-
broadcasting station. She was
out and immediately got a con-
tact
The pay was only $40 a week,
she had to sing on about eight d-
ent programs, but the training wa-
cellent. It led to the formation
team called "May and June" in w-
Harriet was "May".

Wendell Hall, representative of
jestic Radio, heard her and offere-
an engagement in New York with
organization. Subsequently she
came a member of the Columbia B-
casting staff. She now sings on W-
Tip Top Hour and many other
grams.

The Street Singer

* Open your radio window and
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  his heart out into the night, ac-
  panied by the gypsy gusts o-
  friendly accordion. His face upt
  to the stars, this beloved vag-
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BY ALEXANDER C.

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in what
in the
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the legiti-
prone to
n radio,
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gitimate
ions and
which are
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d unless
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there is
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their in-
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his, the
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carried
airy-tales
urtment,
with its
absence

dream
it sadly
reaches

the public, must be cut and dried, and in more
ways than one; but the play each night comes
to life anew right before your very eyes, with
an extra dimension thrown in, the one known
as depth.

You could see a film a thousand times over
and the ingénue would hog the same scene
every time and the comedian would never
learn to wait for his big laugh. But *anything*
might happen on the stage. Or even among
the spectators, for every audience is composed
largely of inhibited actors, and occasionally
the example before them becomes too infec-
tious, and they feel they must take a hand
in the proceedings too, as in the famous epi-
sode which occurred during a performance
of *Faust*. The Mephistopheles in this case was
considerably more fleshy than is his cus-
tomary wont, and so when, in a new theatre,
he attempted to descend into his sulphur-
ridden salon via a trap door, he found to
his chagrin that he could only get as far
as his paunch—no more, no less. As he
hung there, struggling to continue down-
wards or at least to join the living again, an
over-joyed spectator cried out, “Thank God,
Hell’s full.”

But most devastating was the rather fried
gentleman who one night stood up in his seat
right smack in the middle of a play and
said: "Is there a doctor in the house?" The
actors faltered slightly, but the play bravely
"went on", though it was a bit of a blow to
those concerned; but to no avail, for a mo-
ment later, the same gentleman, still standing,
repeated his question. At this second call, a
man arose in the rear and said: "Yes, I'm a
doctor," whereupon the fried gentleman neat-
ly finished off the performance for *that* eve-

ning by saying, in a tone of great bon-
"How do you like the play, doc?"

Very few people could have witness
following incident, occurring, as it did,
the New York run of *The Ladder*—that
which was kept alive two years longe
its normal life of two weeks by a milli
who so endorsed its *motif* of reincar-
that he gave away tickets to any passe
the hope that the latter would stay ins
least long enough to see the light. I
anything free is ever looked upon wit
picion by the free people of these free
States, the audience was more ofte
siderably less than what is mysteriously
a corporal's guard.

The play had been running about a
and there was much rehearsing going o
new costumes and lighting effects were
tried out by the director—who was non-
than Margaret Anglin—when one aft
her husband, Howard Hull, rushed ir
theatre to speak to her on some very
business. As he entered the door, he
the actors going through a scene wi
tumes and lights, and naturally assumi
the handful of onlookers was idly wa
a rehearsal, he strode down the aisle,
panied by a large dog, addressed the
he knew by name and called
“Margaret—Margaret, where are you?”

■ He paused a moment, but no
sponded, and he was about to call
when he was struck by the odd way th
were forging right ahead without pay
slightest attention to him, so he turned
to scan the auditorium—and in a
realized that it was a matinée.

Such isolated instances as these, l

Innocent bystander

AUND PEARSON

Peggy Hopkinson Joye~

bandits made a clean get-away, drive-
their car down South Main Street,
shower of bullets sent after them by
uptill and Harriman. Although the
rksmanship was excellent, none of
its seemed to have been hurt. Their
arrying with them $6000 seized at

National Bank, was perfectly
and executed.

by J. Waffle, 42, clerk at Minks'
grocery, who was on the side-walk at
engaged in putting some goods in
a waiting customer, received a
the fleshy part of the leg. He was
the Morning Star Hospital, where
cted to recover."

Waffle is the "innocent bystander",
some unexplained reason, is the re-
bullet, but never of much sym-
self-concealed derision is more apt
eward: he is an almost comic figure,
and luck is coolly described, and read
the newspapers by people who grin
ink of him with a slug of lead in
part of his leg.

he dies from his wound, no one will
opt his own family. Whereas, if one
bers, having with calculated cruelty
men in the bank, is afterwards
ose to execution, dozens of writers,
and agitators will shed tears all
lace. We sedulously protect the life
in this country—except the mur-

notorious murder case there ap-
r two innocent bystanders—persons
happened to be nearby—whose

plight varies from ridiculous to tragic. Some-
times they are innocent of murder, but by no
means immaculate in respect to other trans-
gressions. Sometimes they are pure as lilies
and spotless as the driven snow: harmless old
birds, mooning about without an evil idea,
or any other kind of idea, in their heads. Their
stumbling feet have led them to the edge
of the infernal pit; they draw back in con-
fusion, only to live for the next few months
in a glare of publicity, blinking like owls
in a spot-light.

A famous murder sometimes lifts the lid
off an entire community. The nation, half
amused, half-horrified, learns all about the
neighbors' feudal warfare with the Bumpus
family, because of the depredations of Mrs.
Bumpus's pet Chow; about the shocking
digressions of young Miss Fitch from all con-
ceptions of ethics; who was using the Doctor's
motor-car that night, and why, and how.

■ Not one of these things, be it kept in
mind, has the slightest connection with the
crime. They simply "come out", and satisfy
our fiendish delight in gossip.

A grave observer of manners and customs,
one well informed in details of ecclesiastical
ritual, has calculated that on a certain no-
torious evening in the dark shadows of De
Russey's Lane, in New Brunswick, N. J.,
there were present so many choristers, precentors,
players of the organ and the lute, and per-
formers on sackbut and psaltery, to say noth-
ing of vestrymen, vergers, and minor canons,
that if some one had given out an anthem, a
full choral service might have been held. Ex-
cept vestments, there lacked nothing.

Yet all these folk, or nearly all, were to-
tally guiltless of the dreadful crime of murder.
They were innocent bystanders, as innocent
as poor Mr. Waffle, whose searing wound
might well have seemed to them—ere the
days of their trials were past—as compara-
tively light and amusing.

Of all those who have stepped close to the
brink of a great tragedy, possibly nobody is
a better example of the innocent, fluttering
type than a tall white-whiskered old gentle-
man by the name of John Vinnicum Morse.
This perfectly respectable ancient was broth-
er-in-law of a wealthy banker and merchant
of Fall River, a member of the honored family
of Borden. Mr. Morse, with singular ill for-
tune, chose to make himself a house-guest in
the home of his rich relative exactly twenty-
four hours before someone took it upon him-

he came walking down the st
the garden, and gave hims
harmless pleasure of munchin
the shade of the trees, while
hostess lay within, both of t
language of the old tales—still
their gore.

The horror of Mr. Morse at
ing himself an inmate of the m
notorious household in Ameri-
siderably increased when he di
the police and all other legal a
well as a large section of the ci
united in a belief that the sole
this unfortunate domestic scene
—Mr. Borden's daughter. This
"highly respectable" Sunday So
so the situation was—to use a
word—unique.

The complications which surro
Morse" were revealed to him li
during the next forty-eight hour
being, as he thought, the retiring
extremely reticent family, on a se
in a New England town, he fo
more conspicuous than if he h
King of Siam in full splendor,
the royal elephant. Attempting,
the modest exploit of a walk to t
for the purpose of getting his le
forced to give it up, and return, g
platoon of police, and somewhat
an escort of about one thousand
was thus brought to realize that,
surviving members of the family
garded in a somewhat hostile lig
suspicions which—in his case, —
—were both uncharitable and un

■ A very different sort of person
Morse was an English girl
matic name of Ethel Primros
probably one of those women w
countries after the Great War, v
to terrible straits to make a li
events, walking alone in a rain
evening she met a tall merry
whose name (although he did no
was Patrick Mahon. He shelter
his umbrella, walked home wi
made an appointment for din
week. Later, he asked her to spe
holidays with him in a bung
taken at "The Crumbles", Eastl

The assignation, at a place wit
ly English name, will suggest
Thomas Hardy the fatal resid