w building, the
k, has just been

y line of New
It has already
most beautiful

tip of the tower,
the street level,
class construc-

The
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IS MOST DISTINGUISHED RESIDENTIAL HO

DETACHMENT from the
intensity of modern New
York—and the utmost in con-
venience at the Barclay. The
apartments now leasing revive the
traditions of our earliest and most
gracious period—the Colonial.
Authentic Early American ap-
pointments spell comfort and
home—whether your tenure is
short or long term, or fleetingly
transient.

Write for information and brochure.

ce has recently been mine. I have made a
imble bid to join the exclusive company of
ch lunatics as James Gleason, William
odge, Frank Craven, Noel Coward, etc. Not
mention the greatest lunatic of them all
Sacha Guitry.

N describing some of the difficulties and
complications attendant upon acting in and
recting one's own play I am addressing my-
l if not only to the aforementioned nine slight-
mad people, but also—in fact, particularly
to the eminently sane Tenth Man. Not be-
use I agree with him—far from it. But be-
use, in spite of somewhat harrowing ex-
periences, I am still hipped on the prevalent
sanity of writing, acting and directing plays.

Probably the greatest surprise that the
adding playwright encounters—apart from
having finished a play at all (a supreme thrill

its own)—is to discover that someone actu-
ly wants to produce it. When I had recovered
efficiently from this shock to sign the con-
act I went home thinking that my part of the
b was done, that I could leave all the hard
work to other people, while I proceeded to
the comparatively simple task of writing an-
her masterpiece.

I little knew.

As I was an actor, the manager thought I
ought to know how to cast the play and sug-
gest that I should select the actors for it.

man. How much work

"Oh, that's all right
to seem grasping."
over—"

"That's the spirit,
ing me a telephonic

Thus it happened

I was now the au-
and the leading ma-
who reads this is pr
of my insanity, but
of it.

As author and le-
the first rehearsal v
sponsibility. I encoun-

"Is the director l

"Director," repea-
vaguely, "But I unde-
it yourself."

I RUSHED to the
speech with the r

"Who's going to
eruptly.

"What piece?" sa-
number of productio
and didn't recogniz
identify myself.

"Why, of course,
man," he announce-
who knows what th
sides," he added fr

to a time when human beings will be engag-
ful things rather than being satisfied with the
ing idle magazines full of idle questions.

I fear most the continued sluggishness of

in two happiest moments of my life; the
Berkman was resurrected from a living death
the Western Penitentiary; the second, when
a in the glowing hope of the Russian Revolu-
moment was when I realized that the Rus-
been crushed by the Communist State and
Russia.

A FRENCH TROOP

Foyers du Soldat like this will be continued, and the

## FRENCH AND AMERICAN

HO THE Y. M. C. A. is "still facing attacks likely to prove more harmful," even in the face of one of its gentler critics, "than its baptism," its defenders and general measures of pre-empting to such an extent that one of its America is a complete revisal of public opinion in the near future of the French Government to continue "Y" huts in France is pointed to as an illustration of words or even medals of honor. Johnson, of Vassar College, returning from a tour in the front, backs up this French judgment with the word of the work the organization has been doing.

The Journal of Heredity (Washington, D. C.)

KINDS OF COTTON NOW GROWN IN CHINA

right, are shown bolls of "chicken-foot," a native Chinese cotton
red Million Dollar variety; and at the right the Trice, an America
in China. Below are samples of the combed-out fiber of the
cotton, showing the relative length of staple. These phot
graphs are a little less than half the natural size.

ly 1923 the increased plots gave a product sufficient for
ing test in one of the British mills in Shanghai. There
was spun into various counts, giving a yarn of unus
ness. Breaking tests were made, in which the Mill
t was compared with common Chinese cotton, with
that it showed about 50 per cent. greater strength."

AND ARCTIC WINTERS—The exaggerated ideas t
prevailed concerning the rigors of arctic climate
ally giving way to more accurate notions, says Chas
gh Talman, in his Science Service feature, *Why the Weath
ington). The writings of Stefansson, he remarks, h
specially instructive in this connection. Dr. Rudm

Brown, in his presidential address before
geographical section of the British Associati

is satisfied, "constancy" will be
just a word back in the dic-
tionary

But Phil manages always to imbue his rôle
pathos and sympathy that rob them of their
There is something so fresh and wholesome at
—his youthfulness is so authentic—that his
characterizations are alive with the poignant
and soul-stirring struggle that confront all you

He is every mother's son—every girl's sw
therefore, not to be judged too harshly.

There is a trick to it, of course, and it requires
acting. Our new, 1931 model hero may be a
but he must be *lovable*. Perhaps we won
something to do with that. We don't want
heroes who are too perfect for words (some of
husbands of our own at home), but we do
screen heroes, either, who aren't "nice"—a
definition of "nice". That is, we don't want
with whom we can't sympathize. He can't be
or nasty or mean. We want to feel that he
derstood, perhaps, and that if we were there we
well-mother him—you know—

Broadway

—By—
LOUIS SOBOL

A Little o' This, a Little o' That I

It was only a few weeks ago that we watched a group of people seated around two tables placed together at Lee Chumley's, in the Village. A merry bunch, chattering busily at thisa and thata, although from where we were it was told us. "Seven of those people are going on a yachting tomorrow," he said. "That tall fellow over there has been tied to go along, but he doesn't want to. He says this is his lucky month, according to the stars, and if he goes along he'll doo the trip."

"Isn't that Bob Johnston, the fellow who used to entertain a Muriel Johnston over at Barney Gallant's?" I asked.

"Yeah," replied Chumley. "And that girl near him is his Dewey, and, over next to him, Professor Donald Snedden his wife." He named the others in the party, Robert and Clarence House Mendenhall and Mark Coyne and two others use names escape me.

Johnston, apparently, was being kidding for his droopy tude, and, finally, one of the women rose, dipped her fingers her coffee and then rubbed her moist hand over the enterer's cheek. "It's an old Bessarabian custom," she chirped. "all the bad luck away."

days later the Sea Fox foundered in Long Island
The first body recovered was that of Marcia Snedden,