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Men Still Like “Nice Girl” Best ^he Is Kind That Still Knows ^ How to Blush, Says Mrs. Yorke. London, Sept. 8.—A nice girl, ac cording to Mrs. Claud Yorke, la ona who "is atlll capable of that strange physical feat which la almost as ex tinct as the capacity to move our ears—the blush.” And It is atlll the "nice” girl, ac cording to Mrs. Yorke, who is one of London's best known society leaders, who is the favorite of men. It Is about her that "all the love stories in the world have been written” and to her that "poets have sung their sweetest songs.” Therefore, Mrs. Yorke declares, the modern girl should not regard the appellation of "nice” as a handicap. "Kvery era has Its fashions in women," said Mrs. Yorke, but none of us can remember any such curious fashion as has produced the women of today. What is that fashion? Can’t Be "Shocked.” "As far as I can Judge It is one in which everything Is permitted ex cept to be shocked. You may wear the most outrageous clothes; you may drink, smoke and use expressions which would not even have been understood by one’s grandmother, but so long as you are completely un moved by any deeds or opinions, so long as you remain physically Incap able of auch a thing as a blush you will be regarded, in some circle#, as amusing and up to date. "Such a fashion, of course, fills the life of the girl who does not follow it with problems. She hears a resque story and Is at once placed In an abominable dilemma- If she pre tends not to understand there te the danger that the teller of the story may continue to elaborate the unde sirable. If she does understand It, or pretends to do so, she Is at once credited with far more knowledge than she possesses and la, therefore, considered fair game for further ^.afta of "wit.” * Must Keep Dignity. "She may, of course, walk from he room without replying. But have you ever tried to walk from a room like that? It is not an easy ik. It needs greater courage and lf-control than Is given to most -iris. "Again, she may go to a dance •htch is attended by a woman .vhom obviously she ought not to meet. If she stays she runs the . 'sk of being classed as belonging i a set which she may regard with iistaste. If she leaves she may be regarded as prudish, or e\en gruel. "Smoking and drinking are no -saentials for the debutants, but when -he first comes in contact with them on the scale they are practiced In certain London homes she will prob ably think that unless she follows :uit she will be regarded as demode, i know many girls who loathe cock lalls, who choke when they smoke l cigaret ami who certainly do not inderstand one quarter of the mean ng of their own remarks who yet oiitinue to make martyrs of them ■Ives in this way because they fear iat otherwise they may be regarded i impossibly out of date. IP® Really "Despise Her.” "That Is where they maka their ■ eatest mistake. It Is true that one men may be for a moment at iicted by such girls. They may ind such a girl amusing and, for dance or two, as stimulating as dampagne. But In their heart of learts they despise her. "And so I say to nice girls; stay as you are.” Read all the ove storlea in the world, and you vill find that It Is to you whom he poets have sung their sweetest •longs. They have not hymned the ■ocktall, the cigaret or the dlaph moue gown. They have not found harm In a distorted wit. They have found It In lowered eyes and inodestv and restraint and most of all, they have found It In Inno cence. As It has been, so It always will be, and so, I believe, If we did but know, It Is Is today.” Class Proves It Can Get Along Without “Prof” Princeton, N. J., Sept, "Abolish the faculty" was one of the answers to the question, “What would you do If you were running Princeton?” contained In t,he annual. "Dope Sheet,” compiled by the senior class here. That this suggestion Is not one Im possible of execution was proved last (►*eek when one of the senior classes met for a conference. The Instructor was late. The custom at the univer sity Is for classes to wait flva min utes for a tardy professor and then leave the room. The class In question waited the usual time, and then one of the mem bers suggested leaving. The majority of the section, however, decided to institute a precedent by conducting their own exerclees. When the In structor arrived, eome 10 minutes after the hour had begun, he found the class In the midst of a discussion of the day's assignment. In fact, for the remainder of the period the In structor was but a spectator of the proceedings. Since then this class has oonducted ;ts own recitations on several occa sions, and the head of the department s making a Jocular reference to the apparent lack of necessity for profes sors In that courss. Rut the Incident has suggested to other members of the faculty hers i he Idea that It may not bs many years before universities become non profcssorlal Institutions, where un ,!er graduates meet and conduct their own exorcises, without the aid of hired Instructors. Hueh a university, the faculty say, would, If managed .ffirlently, give many students a more thorough education than col leges run under the present system, since the undergraduates would rely entirely on persona) and exhaustive research and not on lectures whsrs their attendance Is compulsory l Jackie Coogan got a raise recently. Almost double salary for ths raise was from $6 per week to $10. out of which fund Jackie must buy his own marbles, scooters and make It cover his expenditures. The fortune the boy star earns yearly Is controlled by a trust fund system to be held for him until his majority Has Unique Screen Role of Woman Made Young by Science CORINNE Griffith This talented favorite of the silver sheet has been awarded one of the! prize screen roles of the year—that of the Countess Zattiany in the film ver sion of Gertrudo Atherton's "Black Oxen.** As the heroine of this remark able story Miss Griffith Is called upon to play the difficult part of a middle aged woman who, through scientific treatment, Is made to act, look and feel like • girl of 20. Baby Screen Star in “Nobody’s Darling” A tiny adorable tot, about knee high and only 2 12'years old, awoke on* day to find herself among the screen’s greatest stars. She’s Just had a contract signed that will net her an almost unbelievable Income. One of her new pictures, "No body’s Darling," will b* at th* Sun all this week. "Dust of Desire,” a story of love and political Intrigue In Algeria, Is to be Norma Talmadge'a next special. In this picture Norma portrays a na tive dancing girl who is used as a decoy by native laeders who are plotting the overthrow of the French. Joseph Schlldkraut will enact the lending male role. Others for prin cipal parts are Arthur Edmund Ca rew, Hector Sarno, Laurence Wheat, Earl Schenck and Mario Carrillo. They Like Their Mail. “Many persons hesitate in writing to motion picture stars because they believe that film celebrities regard 'fan mall’ as a nuisance," said Evelyn Brent, Metro movie star, before ft gathering of film fans recently. "The letter from the 'fan' la to the film player what applause Is to the stage artist. By this I do not mean that adverse criticism In letters are unappreciated. "Most stars would rather receive one letter containing something con structive In the way of criticism than Id letters of Idle praise offered merely with the idea of receiving an auto graphed photograph. "If you have a kick about some thing your favorite actress does on or olT the screen, write her and tell her so. If you have a word of praise, drop her a note. Encouragement Is something we are constantly seeking. Criticism Is something we all need. If It were not for our 'fan mall' we wouid have no means of direct contact with the public. Keep the fan flame burning and write often to your favor ite players." Muse Program. Sunday, William Desmond In ’Shad ows of the North;" Monday and Tues day, Wallace and Noah Beery In 'Stormswept;" Wednesday and Thurs day, Hoot Gibson In "Shootin* for Love;’’ Friday and Saturday, Charles Ray In "A Tallbr Made Man.” Victor Seastrom, who has been making "The Master of Man." says that the best work ever done by him was In k picture which has never been shown In America. It was "Eyvlnd of Che Hills’* a story of Ice land, made in 1917, James Cruze, director of "The Covered Wagon” and "Rugglrs of Red Gap," never goes to see any motion pictures but his own. It isn’t egotism, avers Jimmie, but ho believes that everyone is a natural ptagiarlzer, and he doesn’t want to t>e unconsciously .imitating any other directors. Popular Price Concert Course Ausplcea-Woman’* Division. Chamber of Commerce R'-ason 193J-14 City Auditorium Season Tickets, One Dollar Additional Charge for Beaervatlona • Reinald Wefrenrath Rosa Ponselle Tandy MacKenzie Chemiavsky Trio Jeanne Gordon Tickets are now on sale at the Chamber of Commerce, at all Columbia, Edison and Victor dealers and by members of the Women's Division of the Chamber of Commerces Advance reservations may be nuide by mall at once. | A Sun Master Production As the opening attraction of the fall and winter season at the SUN THEATER —STARTING NEXT SUNDAY— TO BE FOLLOWED BY Sept. 30th—MRS. WALLACE REID in p.non In “HUMAN WRECKAGE,’’ for an indefinite engage ment, two week* or longer. Married Life of Helen and Warren Helen's Incipient Rebellion at the In terference of Warren’s Family. Heat! Stifling, airless heat! A faint rumble gave hope of a re lieving storm, but the lowering clouds seemed only to add to the sultry weight. The electric fan that had buzzed all day In the library, Helen now brought Into the dining room. "Nora, put some Ice on those rad ishes,” as the girl swung In from the pantry. "And don't bring In the but ,ter until we sit down.” "There ain’t much Ice out there. That piece he brought today was no good—all like snow. Yes, that's very poor Ice—I'll apeak about that. Try to make It last till morning. You can raise these awnings In here—the sun’s down now.” "It's almost 7," grumbled Nora as she pulled up the awnings. "Mr. Curtis may’ve taken the sur face car—It’s so hot In the subway.” “Hot? Oughta stay out In that kitchen! Hottest place I ever cooked In.” "Well, you haven’t cooked much to night, Nora. We're having every thing cold. But It’s only another week—we'll try to get along until then.” "Glad It ain't no longer," she slouched back to the kitchen. Another week! Seven days more of this wilting, sickening heat—and they would be off to the seashore! But to Helen never had seven days seemed so long! She was almost 111 now. Intensely hot weather always weakened her—and she could not eat! "Almost melted?” running out to the hall as 'he heard Warren enter. "Was It hot at the office T” "Like an oven,” mopping his fore head. “Dear, wash up quick. She’s so sulky when you’re late these hot nights." "Well, I’m not getting In that sub way jam weather like this," as he strode Into the bathroom, stepping over Pussy Purr-Mew stretched out to keep cool. At the table, a few moments later, he glowered at the cold sliced veal. "No soup?” "Dear, It’s too hot for soup, and you don’t like It cold." “You’re cutting ths meals pretty short. And I’m fed up with cold meat." "I’ve been trying to make It easier for hea—she complains bo about that hot kitchen. Oh, I’ll be ao glad to get off. Just one week more!” Muttering something under his breath, Warren dug Into ths potato salad. "I’ve never been so anxious to get away. I’ve felt this heat more than I ever did before. Dear, I’ve lost four pounds! I weighed yesterday—onlv 102.” Huh, no wonder you don’t eat any thing." "Not when It’s so hot — I never could. But I can eat at ths sea shore.’” "Well, don’t count too much on going next week," forking a piece of lemon Into his Iced tea. "Not so blamed aure we can get off.” "Warren, what do you mean? You don’t mean we're not going?" “Now, don’t hit the celling!” slash ing Into his veal. “We're going all right—but we may not go next week.” "Warren, we can’t put It off! I'll be sick If we stay here any longer. We've never stayed so late before and now—” "Read that!” Taking a letter from his pocket, he flung it across the table. Dear Warren: Dr. Briggs has Just been to see Bobby; says he must have another operation on his nose. So I am to bring him In to the hospital Tuesday. I hate to ask you to postpone your trip, but I just can't go to a hotel! The doctor says If all goes well we can bring him home In about two weeks. Call me up tomorrow—I tried to get you twice today. Hurriedly, CARRIE. A blaring color dyed Helen’s face ns she read this letter from Warren's sister. "But why—why must we stay? She's not alone! Lawrence'll be with her.” "He's at the office all day. She's almost sick—and she hates hotels." “Then they can stay here," eager ly. "They can have the whole apart ment!” "I suggested that when I called her up, but she'll be at the hospital so much. Says she'll be too upset to look after things here. She’s not well. Almost had a sunstroke yes terday—hotter out there than it Is in town.” "I'm about sick, too! To keep ua here another two week*! Warren, It Isn't fair! It Isn't—’’ "Now, there’s no use kicking,** over-salting a radish. "I told Car rie we'd stay.” "You only think of Carrie," flam lngly. "You always put her first. To keep m* hers in this hot city just to wait on her!" "Now I said we're to stay. That settles It. Bobby’s having a serious operation and if w* can't give up a few weeks—" ■'But we can’t help Bobby! He’ll be at the hospital and they'll take him home as eoon as he can be moved. There's nothing we can do for him!” "We can stay here and make things comfortable for Carrie, Now drop It. I don’t want to hear anything more about It!" Helen gulped back an Indignant sob as she forked at her untouched salad. Another two weeks! Fourteen—21 more day of this unbearable heat! "But Nora's going. We can't get a girl for those few weeks. She's all her plans made to go to the country with her sister.” "I'll fix It with Nora. She’ll stay If I make It worth her while. If she doesn't, we'll have breakfast here and go out for dinner." So that Is what It would mean! She would have to get breakfast and dinner too, for Carrie would say she was too tired and upset to go to a restaurant. "Now, stop chewing the rag. Eat your dinner and we'll go to a roof show." "You ean If you wish. I’ll go up on the roof here where It'* dark and quiet." "Want to mop* all evening, ehT" reaching for the pickled peaches. Helen drank her iced tea but could BIG DOUBLE BILL Today, Mon., Tues. One Day Only—Today □ A drama of the stark Northwoods and the grim gold trails with its teeming passions, panting struggles, wonderful love story. HADCm OF THE f Adapted from the popular noral, "The Skyline of Spruce” PP^WUK WILLIAM DESMOND ALL NEW ADDED FEATURE Third Series THE H.C.WITWER’S Collier Stories ALL NEW Leather Pushers WITH REGINALD DENNY YOU will leap to your feet, you'll faeJ like shouting, you'll thrill as you've never thrilled before when handsome Kid Roberts puts over the punch that ends as exciting a ring contest a* was user Staged—all because he loves a charming girl, and there is more behind the punch than a mere desire to conquer! Funnier, faster nnd even better than the first two series. not eat—not even the frozen custard. When they left the table she took the fan back to the library, where Warren, In his shirt sleeves, had set tled down with his paper. Then slipping out to the hall, she took the elevator up to the roof. It was not an attraclve roof—not fixed up as a summer garden. Only a few old chairs the superintendent had brought from the basement. The place was deserted. Grateful for the quiet and the faint breeze Helen dropped Into one of the rickety chairs. _ Heat clouds veiled the moon, but a patch of sky glimmered with stars. His sister! It was always his sis ter. Ever since their marriage she had been forced to yield to Carrie. And now she must stay to keep the apartment open Just for Carrie's com fort. Hot rebellion surged within her. Other men considered their wives first! Yet with Warren It was al ways his family, and above all, his sister. What If she should refuse to stay? Why not pack up and go to the shore alone? Brisk steps over the graveled roof behind her. “Any cooler up here?” The chair beside her creaked under Warren's weight. “Not much," glancing at his stern profile lit by his glowing cigar. Silence. Again that constrained rancorous silence. Then suddenly voices — Illiterate voices and giggles. Two maids had sought relief from their stifling kitch ens. Their white aprons gleamed through the dark as they stood by the water tank. "He treats her sumpin awful. He was out till 3 o'clock last night and they'd a turrlble row this momln. You oughta see her today—she looks 10 years older. I’m glvln’ notice next month.'* "Why she's so good to you—she lets you go out 'most every night. "Oh. she’s good tome, all right. But she's always cryin.’ And them dinners Is glttln’ on my nerves. She gits sll dressed up and sits there waitin' fer him—an’ he don’t eat home two nights a week!” ''Is he runnln' 'round with another girl?" “Morn’n one, I guess. I heard him tell her if she didn't like what he did she could go home to her ma and stay there. And the other day when I was cleanin' his room I found a letter from some datne. My, that was some letter." “Did you read It?” “Sure I read It! Sendln’ him a lot of hugs and kisses! I tore It up, I did. He’s got a grand little wife, and the way he treats her Is sumpln fierce. Come on, let’s go over to the other side. You git more air over there and a swell view.” Retreating voices. Then again si lence. Helen glanced timidly, wistfully at Warren. He was scowling out over the roof tops. The glowing cigar still lit his grim profile. And she had been rebellious be cause of his devotion to his sister! There was no other woman. There never had been and never would he! He spent his evenings with her. She never had to anguish over where he was. Whnt If he did humor his selfish sister? There were things so much worse than that. "Dear, Is It too late to go to the roof show?” her hand stole Into his. "Thought you didn't want to go?” "I do now—if you want to. And I —I’m sorry if I was horrid about staying because of Carrie—why, we will, of course. And I'll promise not to complain once!” His hand closed over hers—ths strong, warm grip that always thrilled her. “I've been thinking that over, Kit ten. We'll stay a week, then, If Bob by's getting along all right, we ll beat It. Carrie and Lawrence can stay or here or go to a hotel. We'll compro mise on a week! How's that strike you?" “A month If you want!" drawing down his head. "Oh, dear, I'm never going to say another word about Car rie,” her face against his neck. ‘ I’m going to be as good as gold. "I'll never-" “Now don’t make a lot of promises you won't keep. Here, look out! This chair won’t hold both of us Corns on now, get your bonnet. We got *e wiggle along if we're going to that show!” (Copyright, 1IJS> Neat Week—"A Woman Alone." Mary F. 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