PAGE FOUR THE MICHIGAN DAILY MONDAY, DEC. 14, 1930 THE MICHIGAN DAILY l t - 1936 Member 1937 ssociated Collegiale Press Distributors of Colte icte Diest Published every morning except Monday during the University year and Summer Session by the Board in Control of Student Publications. Member of the Associated Press The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the Use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this newspaper. All rights of republication of all other matter herein also reserved. Entered at the Post Office at Ann Arbor, Michigan as econd class mail matter. Subscriptions during regular school year by carrier, $4.00; by mail, $4.50. REPRESENTED FOR NATIONAL ADVERTISING SY National Advertising Service, Inc. College Publishers Representative 420 MADISON AVE. NEw YORK. N.Y. CHICAGO . BOSTON - SAN FRANCISCO LOs ANGELES - PORTLAND - SEATTLE Board of Editors MANAGING EDITOR..............ELSIE A. PIERCE ASSOCIATE EDITOR..........FRED WARNER NEAL ASSOCIATE EDITOR ........MARSHALL D. SHULMAN George Andros Jewel Wuerfel Richard Hershey Ralph W. Hurd Robert Cummins Departmental Boards, Publication Department: Elsie A.rPierce, Chairman; James Boozer. Arnold S. Daniels, Joseph Mattes; Tuure Tenander, Robert Weeks. Reportorial Department: Fred Warner Neal, Chairman; Ralph Hurd, William E. Shackleton, Irving S. Silver- man, William Spaller, Richard G. Hershey. Editorial Department: Marshall D. Shulman, Chairman; Robert Cummins, Mary Sage Montague. Sports Department: George J. Andros, Chairman; Fred DeLano and Fred Buesser, associates, Raymond Good- man, Carl Gerstacker, Clayton Hepler, Richard La- Marta Women's Department: Jewel Wuerfel, Chairman: Eliza- beth M. Anderson, Elizabeth Bingham, Helen Douglas, Margaret Hamilton, Barbara J. Lovell, Katherine Moore, Betty Strckroot, Theresa Swab. Business Department BUSINESS MANAGER ..................JOHN R. PARK ASSOCIATE BUSINESS MANAGER . WILLIAM BARNDT WOMEN'S BUSINESS MANAGER .......JEAN KEINATH Business Assistants: Robert Martin, Ed Macal, Phil Bu- chen, Tracy Buckwalter, Marshall Sampson, Newton Ketcham. Robert Lodge, Ralph Shelton, Bill New- nan, Leonard Seigelman, Richard Knowe, Charles Coleman, W. Layhe, J. D. Haas, Russ Cole. Women's Business Assistants: Margaret Ferries, Jane Steiner, Nancy Cassidy, Stephanie Parfet, Marion Baxter, L. Adasko, G. Lehman, Betsy Crawford, Betty Davy, Helen Purdy. Martfria Hankey, Betsy Baxter, Jean Rheinfrank, Dodie Day, Florence Levy, Florence Michlinski, Evalyn Tripp. Departmental Managers Jack Staple, Accounts Manager; Richard Croushore. Na- tional Advertising and Circulation Manager; Don J. Wilsher, Contracts Manager; Ernest A. Jones, Local Advertising Manager; Norman Steinberg, Service Manager; Herbert Falender, Publications and Class- ified Advertising Manager. NIGHT EDITOR: ELSIE A. PIERCE Humane Christmas Giving. . . THOSE WHO WILL BENEFIT this Christmas and throughout the coming year from your purchase of this Good- fellow edition of The Daily will be unable to offer a direct expression of gratitude to you for your generosity-but that, we feel, is one 3 the chief virtues of handling Christmas giving in this fashion. The money which is given today will be dis- tributed so far as possible in such a manner that the recipients will not have to run the gauntlet of embarrassment and humiliation before they are helped. The distribution will be accom- plished quietly, and without public attention. The feeling you have as you contribute to an impersonal fund may not be as warmly gratifying as that which one experiences when treating a needy boy to a dinner, a sweater, or a pair of skates-but the former method is by far the most charitable of the two methods. In the course of the Goodfellow Drive we have found that many student groups, particularly the larger fraternities, have been besieged one week after another during the past several months by various charity drives-The Red Cross, Galens, Starr Commonwealth, Tubercu- losis, Community Fund as well as the Goodfel- lows. Each of these drives are for worth-while causes, and each of them merits full support. Unfortunately, the organized students are re- peatedly approached where unaffiliated students are not; moreover the drives have come fol- lowing upon one another and in some cases concurrently, hurting one another and straining fraternity or individual treasuries. We hope during the coming year to be able to accomplish some sort of a unification'of these drives; one big drive, reaching more people, may be more humane from the point of view of the givers. Controlled Inventtions.,. A N EXAMPLE of humanity in the application of new inventions is the method of marketing of the cotton pick- ing machine of John and Mack Rust. Marketing of the new machine has been de- layed by the brothers. according to renorts. nend- appealed by radio and by press for suggestions about the launching of this cotton picker. It has been proposed that a Rust Foundation, endowed with patents of the cotton picker, would be set up for the rehabilitation of those replaced by the machine, or for the management of the sale of the machines under limited conditions. As an occasion in which an attempt has been made to control the effect of new inventions in advance, this effort is memorable. THe FORUM Letters published in this column should not be construed as expressing the editorial opinion of The Daily. Anonymous contributions will be disregarded. The names of communicants will, however, be regarded as confidential upon request. Contributors are asked to be brief, the editors reserving the right to condense all letters of more than 300 words and to accept or reject letters upon the criteria of general editorial importance and interest to the campus. Sweeter Bells And Reproof To the Editor: Mistakes must happen. Personally I consider the gift of Mr. Baird fine. wonderful, and a mis- take. My sentiments do not imply the least want of appreciation, the slightest restaint to praise Mr. Baird-or the carillon-and, as a Michigan man, to be thankful for his noble ac- tion. Relatively speaking, the bells would sound sweeter, if a men's dormitory were also being bornton the campus. It is no little tragedy, that the University is obliged to depend on its gen- erations of students, active or graduated, for financial support-not only for a fitting me- morial, but also and still more so for a dormitory for men. And how bitter the tragedy, when the University depends and depends, year after year, for nearly five generations! Where are our cap- italists! Where is the people, the state! To speak of the carillon again, I do not pos- sess the spirit of Messrs. Campbell and Jones. Indeed, in Friday's Daily, they spoke childishly. They spoke too soon, they spoke out of turn, and they spoke ill. Their speeches were un- called for (so soon even in the Forum), their words were not only hasty but unfair, and their comparisons were odious. -Louis Deutsch. No Hungry Gridders Next Fall To the Editor: From the shadowed windows of my modest re- treat where (for some years) I have been in re- tirement from the cares and woes of the work- aday world yet, not unaware of the turmoil out- side, I can, betimes, observe groups of univer- sity students about their divers ways. Since that day, so long ago, when I received my bach- elor's degree in '86 it has been a point of pride with me to keep apace, mentally at least, with the tide of affairs of my beloved alma mater. This morning, over a breakfast of kippers, toast, jam and coffee, I read with conmingled wonder and confusion that our men of football had been denied their plea of one meal a day at univer- sity expense. I recall, back beyond the years that have gone-years in which one by one my classmates have passed to that land from which there is no returning-I recall the simple, hearty hours when we played football, rugby then, on the green athwart the old medical department building without a coach or mentor, sans let or hindrance, furore or fanfare. I remember bitter cold days when we shook pepper into our stockings to keep our feet warm and how, as the sun slowly set behind the wooded skyline of old Ann Arbor, we battled on and on against a foe from Oberlin or Chicago or Toronto. I recall a dealer in fine men's and misses shoes who (perhaps with an eye to business) brought us crullers and great, steaming cans of fragrant coffee. I remember one young gentleman, a printer, who invariably gave us all cigars and cut plug chewing tobacco after the game had ended and, as well, a business rival of the shoe dealer whose standing invi- tation to bowl after bowl of oyster stew each eve- ning made a training table surplusage and an unnecessary thing. A jug of Irish whiskey, too, was the invariable gift of my good friend who operated our boarding house. Yes, my dear sir, those were robust days and the bearded youths who were my companions oil the team seldom went hungry. We had training tables the town over. It is, perhaps, that with the onward march of time, we have erected too many unnecessary barriers to maintain our amateur purity? Have our boys of the cleats and head-helmets become mere artificial, colorless tools in the hands of a great staff of money-minded manipulators who seek but to bend them to their own practical' mature ends? Have not, therefore, our games been shorn of their spontaneity and their lilt and life? A parallel may, perhaps, be drawn be- tween athletic conferences and associations and the multifarious bureaus of government, both of which hem -us in on all sides, set up penalties and rob us of our freedom individually and the light to do as (to us) seems right and fitting. Have we lost, altogether, the spirit of standing on our two feet, fists raised and defying the world to deny us the privilege of retaining personal integrity and freedom of modus operandi? We did not cast our lot with the League of Natiors because as free Americans we preferred to do as we thought right and just without first consulting foreign powers across the Atlantic and to avoid being at the beck and call of those foreign powers in settling their own domestic disputes. Yet within the confines of our own borders, we pile bureau upon bureau and con- lference and association upon one and the BENEATH **** ##n ### IT ALL 4%% B o nyBoth Williams - FRESHMEN of a well-known State Street fra- ternity were instructed to go forth and fetch a large and becoming Xmas tree to grace the living room of the establishment. Friday night the pledge class sojourned for a time at several of the local beer emporiums and then set out upon their mission. Saturday morn- ing the brothers were somewhat taken aback when they walked downstrairs and found the hall, living room and dining room transformed into the forest primeval. Rough estimates by several of the brothers placed the total number of trees at from 15 to 20. Some concern was immediately felt by the more responsible heads of the house who recalled $300 fine which was assessed the A.T.O. house several winters ago for selecting their Christmas decorations from the Arboretum's stock. How- ever, upon close observation of the stock at hand, the brothers found little cause for undue anxiety. Most of the trees bore tags, and a few delivery addresses. The Capital Market appeared to be the big loser. CHARLIE HOYT, product of the homely west and Varsity track coach, returned to Ann Arbor little moved apparently by the events that had transpired at the winter meeting of the Big Ten coaches and athletic directors. The thing that visibly impressed Charlie most was the fact that Larry Snyder, Ohio State track mentor took two suits to Chicago for a two-day meeting. THOSE HAPPY GOODFELLOWS are loose again. Once more The Daily and its collec- tive stooges, plus all the honorary societies get their annual work-out. Last year Jo McLean and Julie Kane got to the Publications building at 5:30 a.m. and worked all day, for probably the most arduous perform- ance of their lives. It was a never-to-be-forgot- ten sight to see those two gals whipping around town in the back of a pick-up and tossing papers off on various corners. Old Bill Dixon's desire to talk was even put; to good advantage that day as he bellowed out at all comers and then gave his storm troopers the command to dispatch any unwilling renegade in his perfect radio voice. Big Tom Kleene put out the paper just to make sure everything would go along as sched- uled and as a result of his argument with Tom Groehn as to what size type to use on the banner, the paper was an hour and half late going to press. The staff didn't sleep at allt that night, and at 5:30 they were starting dis- tribution-which sadly reminds me that I am supposed to pick up a University truck at 5:30 myself, so if you see this you will know -the clock went off, and if not it won't matter any- way. T THE SCREEN Many Hits Enliven Season In New York This Year AT THE MICHIGAN LOVE ON THE RUN By JAMES DOLL Petrovna has in it, if you enjoy a It is beginning to look as though talented and soundly-trained actress the formula for a fast clever picture IAS A MORE detailed guide to the at work, something of the element of is rich-American-heiress-pursued-by i plays to be seen in New York ( illumination. You hear actors talk reporter, with whom she falls in love, during the vacation, here ate de- of the lift needed to give their play- Witness Libeled Lady and Love on fjscriptions of some of the things most ing in comedy the right gay feeling, the Run in simultaneous production or of the impetus their comic spirit at M-G-M. seeing. This list is by no means gets from taking their gestures high, Joan Crawford is the heiress who complete; other important plays will but, although in a general way you runs out on her London wedding to be mentioned later this week. The can sense what they mean, there does a Russian prince into the arms of quotations have been taken from thej news-scooper Clark Gable. They reviews that have -seemed to me most purloin the plane of a phoney baron, sound.I find a foreign office map in it, fly . the channel, and crack up slightly in a corn field. From this point on the AMLET with John Gielgud, Ju- spy-baron and baroness, the Ameri- dith Anderson, Lillian Gish, and can press, and Franchot Tone, IArthur Byron. Mr. Gielgud is hav- Gable's friend and rival newspaper ing the same success he had in Lon- pal, are on the fleeing couple's trail.!don in the part and receiving the There are plenty of trick situations,I such as the runaway couple's spend-' ing a night in the palace at Fontain-! bleau, the baron and baroness gag- ging and binding them, guns appear- ing ineffectively, and a New York newspaper office becoming hysterical. Some of the lines and scenes in this picture are hilariously funny, but after it is all over you wonder if the picture wasn't made on the run. Not counting probability, the piece lacks unity. In concentrating on the hu- mor of individual scenes, there is an uneveness of pace. Franchot Tone is excellent as the reporter who never quite catches the boat. Miss Crawford gives her usualI hard working performance and is photographed as beautifully as ever. Clark Gable has developed into a first rate high comedy performer. Crawford productions are always given close technical attention, and if you are interested in sets and cos- tuming you will find a great deal of enjoyment in this picture. Love on the Run is not the sensa- tional hilarious picture it was intend- ed to be, but it has enough entertain- ment value to make it well worth seeing. --C.M.T. AS OTHERS SEE mwIT (From The St. Louis Post Dispatch) Edward A. Alexander in the Panel Published by the Association of" Grand Jurors Of New York County. 0NE of the most serious defects in the American system of govern- ment by parties is the control exer- cised by the politicians who hold on public office over the elected and ap- pointed officials who actually are supposed to administer the govern- same universal praise. Of his per- formance Mr. John Mason Brown says, in reviewing it for The New York Post: "Such a voice, such die- tion, and such a gift for maintain- ing the melody of Shakespeare's verse even while keeping it edged from speech to speech with dramatic significance, is a new experience to those of us who since the twilight days of Forbes-Robertson have seen a small army of actors try their wings, and sometimes our patience, as Hamlet. "Mr. Gielgud is young enough to play the part and old enough in Shakespearean experience to play it exceptionally. The verse offers him no difficulties. He is its master and gives abundant proof of his mastery. He is no mere reciter, but an illumin- ator of what he has to say. He turns the searchlight of his thinking and his feeling on sentence after sen- tence that gains a new force and a new meaning because of what he finds in it to reveal . . . . Although one may quarrel with this or that feature of his Hamlet, Mr. Gielgud not seem to be any factual reality about it as you watch them. When' you see Marta Abba in Tovarich you get the point at onct. In this Grand Duchess, a woman of real pride and dignity who has lived through a tragic experience and is now caught in the web of its comic antithesis, you can, if your senses are keen, see the change from Duchess to maid and back again, not only in the words that Marta Abba speaks or the tones in which she speaks them or the ges- tures with which she accompanies them, but in the lift that comes from her heels straight up through her spine to the tips of her ears in the gay moments, and the little droop that alters, not quite imperceptibly, the line of her shoulders when the memory of nobler days intrudes up- on a drab immediacy. It is expert playing from within outward, and a joy to watch. Perhaps a varied ex- perience in representing Pirabdello's dramatic riddles through action has given the actress her security .'. Robert Sherwood, who adapted To- varish for the English stage, has done his job well too. So there the little comedy stands, at the top of the month's list of the plays that do well what they undertake to do." It plays at the Plymouth, W. 45th St. Matinees are Wednesday and Satur- day with extra matinees on Christ- mas and New Year's Day. 'I * * is unquestionably a rare actor, pos- ANOTHER comedy hit is Gilbert sessed of the stuffs from which rare Miller's production of William actors have always been made. He Wycherley's The Country Wife. But is decidedly worth seeing-and seeing according to most of the reviewers again and again." it is successful on account of Ruth The production is now at the Em- pire Theatre but beginning Dec. 21 it Gordon's "refreshingly comic idea of will be at the St. James Theatre, a sin-bedizened part" (Brooks Atkin- 44th Street, West of Broadway, where son's phrase) rather than on ac- it will continue for three weeks. Seats count of the play. Wycherley's R-s- begin at 83 cents and there will be toraction anecdot does not stay in- man more of the cheaper seats avail- teresting all evening. Mr. Atkinson, able at the St. James than at the writing in the New York Times, says: Empire. "Students who peeked into The * * * Country Wife in college, when they JOHNNY JOHNSON is the Group Theatre's first production of the season. Reviewers differ about it Robert Benchley's notice in The New Yorker seemed most intelligent. Hel said, in part: "Since Johnny Johnson is the first imaginative and exciting group, the Western Conference, but if that be the case, I ask you with red blood a-coursing through your body, "What of it?" There will al- ways be plenty of universities who will desire to engage with Michigan upon the gridiron should we go so far as to give three meals a day and a bouquet of poinsettas for a graduation, present p each athlete. My own life is fast fading. I am a futile old man, alone, now, in the world. I doubt if one of you realizes I live in your midst. I have not kith or kin. A year, two years-who knows (or cares) how many are my lot? I have determined that, should I be alive next year, come autumn, that I will use the remainder of my dwindling funds to establish a dining room where every Michigan athlete may come as often as he wishes and eat as much as he likes, with my compliments. And I can offer these young men, if they will pause, something more as well for, though it may be immodest for me to say so, I believe I can teach some of them the pleasure of relaxation before a cheery, open sea-coal fire, a pipe slowly smoked, a mug of mulled ale, an old Irish setter to pet and long hours of argument-enlivened dis- cussion that serves to bring the soul to the sur- face to mellow and enrich it and grant it tol- erance, humor, forgiveness and goodwill toward man. -An Old Man. Concert Chaitterers To the Editor: I think it is a conservative statement to say that half the concerts I have ever attended have been partially spoiled by some chronic talker. The immediate provocation of the following thoughts was the running fire of sibilants that the young lady in B7 kept up through the recent concert of the Boston Symphony. She was silent through the total length of just one number. In general the same has been true of the rest of this year's concerts. Last year it was slightly worse. An elderly dowager also had uncon- trollable gasps of ecstasy wrenched from her soul in the midst of (evidently) moving pas- sages. Surely not as many as half of the audience are disturbed by talking. - Yet I am fairly cer- tain that half are within hearing distance of one of these nuisances. On that basis there must be at least a hundred and fifty talkers sprinkled over the hall. A remarkable fact is the uniformity of the distribution. Almost never is more than one focus of disturbance present within earshot. Only the most thoughtless talk; any other potential talkers present are silenced by this example. In numbers women seem to be the worse of- fpnr_ n'nhiahv hecaumse there are more of 1 t 1 I 1 7 i ment. eI entry in a season of old, dead-tired While the people have the legal waxworks, I think it ought to be authority to elect the office-holders given a break or two. My God, if we to administer the government, these don't grab onto something really big public officials, when elected and when it comes along, even if it does called upon to exercise their powers have its flaws, the theatre may go of government, consider themselves right on as it has started this year to be bound morally, if not legally, by and we shall all have to go back to the rules of their party, to carry out wearing Prince Alberts . . . Johnny the wishes of their organization. If 1 Johnson is billed as a "legend," but the latter is under the control of a' it is a great deal more than that. group of selfish or corrupt party lead- It is a mad, incoherent night-mare, ens, the government may not be ad- the first 4nti-war play to use laugh- ministered in the interests of the ing gas in its attack on the stupidity people, but on the contrary, for the of mankind, and to my mind the benefit of those who are in immediate most effective of all the satires in its control of the party. , class. It follows; in a series of de- The masses of the people have no lirious episodes, the fortunes of one voice in nominating candidates for Johnny Johnson, a gravestone-cutter, public office. As a practical matter, who is the only man in the world who the candidates are nominated by plays straight and acts on his honest members of the party committees impulses, with the result that all who actually select them. The poli- through the war and subsequent ticians who make up these party "peace" he is considered crazy, a committees usually take great care victim of "peace monomania." in selecting candidates for nomina- Throughout the action (and there is tion who, if elected to office, will do action), runs excellent incidental mu- their bidding, sic by Kurt Weill, who did the score These public officials have the legal for The Beggar's Opera. It seems at authority, when in office, to make first to be slightly out of place and appointments of large numbers of then, gradually, becomes an integral employes who are to perform the part of the whole crazy quilt through work of administering the various de- its very irrelevance. The fact that partments of the government. This the members of the Group are not large and lucrative patronage is sup- singers almost adds to the pathos of posed to belong to the party or the or- the tragic comedy. Real, lusty sing- ganization which puts them into pow- ers might have given a professional er. This usually means that it be- touch which would have taken the longs to the few individuals who are amateurish quality out of the picture in control of the party machinery of a war-torn world which is essen- and they dictate such appointments. tially amateur, God help it." Paul ands ithe ditdt uhrapointments. Green wrote it. It plays at the 44th This is the method through which a Street Theatre, West of Broadway. political organiztion nhbtains and ' were supposed to be reading The Way of the World, knew that the bucolic simplicity of Mrs. Pinchwife suits Miss Gordon's style down to the ground. The gaucherie of the part fits neatly into the guile of her acting. Miss Gordon is also an actress who studies a part with enough industry to give it an uncommon fullness by the time it reaches the stage. And so it is here, for her awkward gestures, her elaborate confidences turned straight into the faces of the audiences, her falling voice, her alarms and studied raptures are funny and original and resourceful, and quite the best thing in Wycherley's old trollope discus- siot" It is at Henry Miller's Theatre, 124 W. 43 Street. New Year's week there willrbe matinees Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday. TONIGHT AT EIGHT THIRTY is the title given to Noel Coward's three bills of three one-act plays acted by himself, Gertrude Lawrence and a group of other English actors. It is hard to tell from the reviews which of the three, is best but each of the evenings seems to be an actor's rather than a playwright's. To quote from Mr. Benchley again: "In the first group, we have no plot at all, about a hostess who is amiably vague concerning the identity of her guests (Hands Across the Sea), a psychia- trist who finds himself confronted with an emotional crisis of his own (Thi Astonished Herat), and two music-hall comics whose feud with an orchestra leader results fall (Red Peppers).In the second group, Mr. Coward shows us that a romance be- gun on the dance floor can grow pretty seedy along about 6 a.m. when the music has stopped (We Were Dancing), that a henpecked husband can turn like a worm and rend his wife and mother-in-law when pushed too far (Fumed Oak), and in Shadow Play, that a memory which seems headed for the rocks may be saved by a trip Down Mem- ory Lane. In Group Three we are treated to the burglar ex machina who saves the day by playing straight man (Ways and Means), a futile adultery between respectable mar- ried people, which, like Cyrano, is cheated even out of its death (Still Life), and a family group after a funeral who find that their grief is easily assuaged by little Madiera and a peek at the will (Family Album)." Some of them "through Mr. Cow- ard's unfailing use of the mere words for comedy purposes . . . are lifted high out of the class of anecdotes and become delicious morsels of theaire " "The mnre serinu maintains its power. * * * The important thing, therefore, isONE OF THE COMEDY HITS of to improve our political system sol the season is Tovarich. The plot that each foundation stone of gov- seems less important than its clever ernment, which consists of the local treatment and the still more clever community, selects honest and right- playing of Marta Abba and John eous men as district leaders. Halliday. Mrs. Edith J. R. Issacs in No structure of government can be reviewing it for her Theatre Arts stronger than the foundations on Magazine says: "Tovarich-as by this which it has been built. The disease time almost everybody knows (since germ is nurtured in the smallest unit the play was a Paris success for a of government. If the soil in this long season and a London 'smash hit' local community is unhealthy, it for as long again)-is the story of a breeds disease. Russian Grand Duchess and her The public has not yet grasped the idea that party nominations are of vitally more importance than elec- fincari o n ht nqatv nrgnonia~tn princely husband who run completely out of funds in Paris (except for a detail of four billion francs which the prince holds in trust for the fallen Czar), and who enter into domestic