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A Tale of Two Nightmares Fortunately, a bad dream can not prolong itself forever. .Indianapolis had one that lasted longer than most. But it’s over. And now Chicago, with stomach full of political welsh rarebit, dozes off into a season of fitful sleep, to moan and toss and groan a while. A distinct similarity exists between the two nightmares, each being dominated by a fear of invasion from afar. With Indianapolis it was the pope. With Chicago it is King George in the role of the dragon. v We can’t predict just how long it will take Chicago to come out of it. But we do give thanks that our' own bad dream has passed; that we are awake; that the sun is shining through the window, that God’s still in his heaven, snd that, with the exception of a hard forenoon’s job of bedmaking, all’s right with the world. Endowed Journalism $ State Auditor (or-Editor) L. S. Bowman has hit upon a great scheme, and it is a wonder that some bright Indiana politician hadn’t thought of it before. He has begun to publish a regular periodical, entitled the Indiana State News Bulletin, the editorial mission of which is to uphold that which is, administratively. Much has been said about' the power of the press. llow great the power varies, according to the publication and the editor. But assuming, for the sake of argument, that the press, properly edited, is all-powerful. And assuming further, that State Editor Bowman packs the literary punch necessary to maintain such power. Then the administration is saved, and only death can end it. Such a conception is neat indeed, and approaches as nearly as is possible in this vale of tears, perpetual motion. And what though the idea fail? It is certainly worth trying, since the taxpayer, and not Bowman, pays the bill. A Place for Teachers Occasionally we hear of a college president who knows just what a college should be. Ernest Hatch Wilkins, new president of Oberlin, seems to be well fitted to carry the work from where Henry Churchill King left it after_ twenty-five years of splendid teaching. In his inauguration speech at the Ohio school, Dr. Wilkins, among other things, said. * “What shall it profit a college to add to its teaching staff a man who has a fine voice, is a natural mixer, plays golf in the eighties, is a tireless and efficient committeeman, a productive scholar, an idealist in life and work—and can not teach? Teaching is the soul of the eterprise. Unto the teacher these other qualities may well be added; but teaching ability must be there as the basic quality of_a.ll.” It is refreshing in these days of educational frills to be reminded that a should consist of teachers.

Loaded With Dynamite Every race track has its players with a “system.” Play ’em this way or that and you can’t lose. It sounds good but it doesn’t work. That’s the way it is with the Chinese puzzle. Most every observer, student or statesman who goes out there comes back with a "system”—a plan by which the puzzle can be solved. But the plans never work. Senator Bingham of Connecticut, is one of the ablest men in our upper house. After some months in the Far East he suggests to Secretary of State Kellogg that China should be split up into five or six autonomous regions and, later on, merged into a single federation likd the British Empire. Theoretically this plan like many another, looks good on paper but it would not work. China is already divided into several autonomous parts, and has been for years, but instead of living in peace, the south is after the north and Manchuria is after the lot. They won’t behave. They won’t stay put. To express it in a simpler way, A, B, C and D lord it respectively over four different sections of China. A licks B and C licks D, whereupon the winners, A and C fall to and fight it out to see which will rule all. Neither one ever does, of course, because before he gets started, new war lords have sprung up where the old ones had been and the merry-go-round of war starts all over again. The result is what you see . . . eternal chaos worse confounded. There are only three possible solutions to the Chinese puzzle and all are loaded with dynamite. Number one, the great powers can keep hands off and allow the Chinese to fight it out —a solution requiring a great deal of cool patience. Number Two, the great powers can intervene after agreeing to some sort of scheme for overseeing the job of putting China back on her feet—which would take less time but would be extremely dahgerous for the powers themselves. Number three, the great powers can partition China and divide the pieces . . . then go to war among themselves over the spoils. Senator Bingham’s plan would fit in very well with solution No. 2. Each autonomous section of China would have to be supervised by outsiders pending the time when a central government could really be made to fraction. Otherwise the sections would go right on doing what they are doing now—fighting. No, the China picture is not very bright. But it is not so black, either, ag it might seem. China has been asleep for the last fwo or three thousand years, 'la clock with her has stood still. She can not be to catch up with the rest of us in a day. It will take decades upon decades of education, road-

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building, slow absorption of modern ideas, and so on, to put her where she should be. A lot of people are now saying the nationalist movement is all bunk, that there is no such thing In China. Don’t let them fool you. What it takes to make a nation the Chinese have. The spirit may not be very strong at present but it will grow. The nationalist movement will likely behave like a tide. Waves upon it may rise and fall but steadily the tide itself will mount higher and higher, until, with a roar, wave and tide together will reach a cfest and sweep everything before them. China will probably never be a copy of the United States or Britain. We need not expect it of her. Her ways are not our ways. But ultimately she will come into her own—if the great powers do not prevent her. Meantime America should study her and be patient and remain her traditional, helpful friend. Such a policy will pay big. The Way Fess Figures It For reasoning around a circle we commend Senator Fess of Ohio to your attention. Following that interview at the White House from which he came forth somewhat flushed and flustered, announcing that the President was displeased because he (Fess) persisted in telling the country that he (Coolidge) would be renominated, the Senator talked to the reporters. “The President,” said Fess, “insisted with some heat that the country would assume that he did not mean what he had said. I said to him, ‘of course, you mean what you say.’ “I told him, and others have told him the same thing, that unless he makes a more definite announcement, making it very plain that he would not accept the nomination, the convention was certain to turn to him. Furthermore, I told him that in the absence of some amplification of his Black Hills statement, he could not honestly turn the public and the party down by refusing to accept the nomination. . . . “I do not feel that I have been bound to silence. In my opinion, the President said to me the only thing ,he could, under the circumstances. He felt that he had to show me that he was displeased at my putting him in an inconsistent position. In my opinion that was as far as he intended to go. . . . “It is my opinion that the mere fact that the President does not say something more ... is proof enough that he intends to accept the nomination when it is offered him.” There you are. The kitten has finally caught its tail! • * * Os course, like most of the country, we consider that Coolidge intended himself by his don’t choose statement and that he did, in fact eliminate himself. But here’s a close friend, political and personal, a Senator of the United States, who feels differently. Still feels that way, he declares, after the visit to the White House woodshed, and is going to keep on feeling that way unless the President “makes a more definite announcement.” It must be very embarrassing to the Uresident. He,, may be compelled to accept Senator Fess’ hint and make a more definite announcement, just to end this embarrassment, v

Point Your Boy to the Top Don C. Seitz, New York newspaper man, addressed the Indiana High School Press Association at Franklin, Ind., the other day. Reports of his speech quote him as denying the truth of the old saying that "there is plenty of room at the top.” We disagree with Mr. Seitz. We hold that there never has been a time in the history of the world in which the call for men of unusual ability has been as great as it is now. . Plenty of men always are available for the routine task. But there is an undersupply of men with vision who know how to transform vision into reality—of men who dream and are capable of making their dreams come true. Father, impress upon that boy pf yours that, way up at the top, there is a job waiting for him. The path that leads to it is a winding highway on which there is much work for mind and hand. There are bound to be disappointments along the route. There are sure to be days in which your lad will wojnder whether the struggle is worth while. But the struggle is worth while, for at the end of the road there are alluring rewards for those who remain steadfast in their fight; for those who are inspired with the zeal to do things and who do not exhaust patience as they go their way, unafraid. “Home, Sweet Home” In London, 104 years ago, the opera, “The Maid cf Milan,” was sung, and a classic given to the world. That was “Home, Sweet Home” and it never will perish. Now we hear that the home of John Howard Fayne, its author, in Easthampton, L. 1., is to be preserved. Taxpayers of the village voted yes on a $60,000 expenditure to save the house and make it a museum for mementoes of Payne and other American antiquities of that region. No one remembers the opera in which the song was introduced. The song, expressing old but constant sentiment, goes on and on It is fitting that its author be honored as the man who best expressed it. Falling in love should be done intelligently, says a New York sociologist. Same thing, we suppose, applies to falling out of a cherry tree or an airplane.

Law and Justice By Dextei M. Keezet

The owner of an automobile invited a friend to' go duck hunting with him. While driving along a mountain road at about twenty miles an hour, he lost control of the car, it went into a ditch, and his friend was injured. His friend sued him for damages, claiming the accident was due to negligent driving which made the automobile owner liable for his injuries. The automobile owner denied that he had been driving negligently, but said that even if he had been his guest would only be entitled to damages if the car was being driven with a complete absence of care. He argued that an automobile owner isn’t liable to his guests for damages resulting from his negligence, but that he is liable only when he drives without any care at all. HOW WOULD YOU DECIDE THIS CASE? The actual decision: The Supreme Court of the State of Washington held that the' friend was not entitled to damages. The court said that “before an invited guest can recover a showing of gross negligence is necessary,” and defined gross negligence as "want of slight care.”

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M. E. TRACY SAYS: In Twenty Years the Great Problem Will Be Not How to Fly, but Where to Light.

Home from Europe with three experts and a model, Charles A. Levine prepares to begin work on the most gigantic airplane ever constructed in this country. It will have a wing spread of 180 feet, carry fifty passengers and be driven by five motors. The cost is estimated at half a million dollars, and the time required for completion at one year. If Mr. Levine carries this project to a successful finish, he will have done much more for aviation than he or any one else has done through the dare-devil transoceanic flights thus far recorded. * * * Betting on the Air The big multi-motored airplane is the one hope of long distance flying, especially overseas. The magnificent displays of courage and astonishing feats that have made this year immortal prove nothing so vividly as the utter folly of attempting to employ the present type of airplane for transoceanic flying. The man who bets his money on bigger and better airplanes is doing far'more good than the man who bets his life on a chance of getting by where two out of every three are doomed to failure if not death. • • • Plane Parking Problem Meanwhile, those who doubt the progress of aviation, or who can not visualize it as one of the most important fields of human achievement ever opened, have neglected to keep in touch with what is going on. Anthony H. Fokker may be indulging in poetic license when he pictures the average grocery clerk taking his sweetheart up for an evening’s spin in an air flivver, but his portrayal of a sky darkened by great fleets of commercial and pleasure craft is not beyond the range of possibility. In twenty years the great problem will be not how to fly, but where to light. * • • Cut Scientific Eyeteeth Those who worry less man has delved too deep into the secrets of science should wait. The next generation will offer them a far better excuse. Man barely has begun to cut his eye-teeth in a scientific way, barely begun to realize the possibilities of material force. We who grew up with Old Dobbin and kerosene lamps, who jump every time an auto honks its horn and who imagine we are going to be killed by a falling live wire when the wind blows ought to screw up our courage for the children's sake, at least. The laboratory, technical school and work shop have taken command of the imagination of youth. All that grandpa ever dreamed and more, the boy of fifty years hence will be doing as a matter of commonplace routine. * * *

Dead Sea Proves Rich For thousands of years the Dead Sea has daunted men with its bleak sterility. They h'ave visited it for no better purpose than to gaze in horror, and have found no better explanation for its existence than the wrath of God. Now comes science, refusing to be abashed, or doubt the presence of something good, worthwhile and useful simply' because the forces of evil seem to hold full sway. Science 4ias tasted the noisome water, penetrated beyond the surface of those murky depths and discovered secrets of tremendous value. There are millions of tons of potassium chlorida calcium chloride and other minerals to be had for the asking A Russian peasant’s land may yet be fertilized, a Chicago dump disinfected and a Bagdad merchant buy cheaper salt because of the Dead Sea. * * # Kill Incurables? Once more pops up the question of whether a parent has committed murder in putting his suffering and hopelessly incurable child out of misery. This time it is a hard-boiled English jury that answers, and the answer, strange as it may seem, is “No.” The case was peculiarly pathetic. The 3-year-old daughter of Albert Davies, a laborer, having been afflicted with tuberculosis since birth, had spent most of her life in sanitariums or under medical treatment. Just before her death she had undergone an operation for appendices, had contracted pneumonia and measles, after which gangerine had set in. Davies confessed that when her torture became so painful and her condition so hopeless that he could no longer stand it, he took her into the bathroom and drowned her. In his charge to the jury, the judge said that if Davies did take ithe life of his child, it was out of -love and sympathy. “It is a matter that gives food for thought,” he said, “when one considers that had this noor child been an animal instead of a human being, so far from there being anything blameworthy in this man’s action in nutting an end to the child’s suffering, he would have actually been liable to punishment had he not done it.” — 5' Ts Independence day 4 national holiday? There is no Federal law creating a holiday in this country, but there arJ certain holidays—among them Independence day—that are always celebrated nationally and in thatsense they are national holidays, and so recognized by common usage.

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Part of the Life Story of Theodore Roosevelt Is the Basis for the Story of ‘The Rough Riders 9 BY WALTER D. HICKMAN

Regardless of one’s political faith, there is room in the memory chamber of all for Theodore Roosevelt. As in the case of Abraham Lincoln it is most difficult to bring such personalities onto the stage or the screen. Lincoln has yielded to the dramatic requirements of both stage

and screen, and now we have Theodore Roosevelt as the central :haracter in a movie called “The Rough Riders.” The very title, of course, causes one to immfediately associate Roosevelt with it. I think that an honest effort has been made on the part of the man who wrote the story to incorporate in the story

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some of the sterling qualities of this remarkable leader who caught and held the imagination as well as the faith of the Nation. We are chiefly concerned with the influence of Roosevelt and his rough riders in Cuba. Some of his well-known characteristics as being “de-lighted” and his fine regard for the safety of his men regardless of orders higher up, as well as his contempt for governmental red tape. These characteristics are not played up in the story in hokum style, but rather in a way to arouse one’s personal reject for the man. As far as the movie is concerned one is chiefly interested in the work of Frank Hopper as Theodore Roosevelt. Hopper has attempted, I feel, to create Roosevelt as he was in appearance and action as he actually was—first as assistant secretary and then leer on as lieutenant colonel when Leonard Wood was in chief command of the Rough Riders. And then when Wood was promoted Roosevelt became a colonel and remained as such until the Rough Riders returned to this country after the war. Hopper has attempted to give fen honest characterization of Roosevelt and he fortunately does not overact in an attempt to give an acting portrait of this man. Equally interesting is the work of Col. Fred Lindsay as Leonard Wood. The comedy interest is carried on by Noah Beery as “Hell’s Bells” and by George Bancroft as “Happy Joe,” both very rough rough riders. The love elementis supplied by Chaises Farrell, Charles Emmet Mack and Mary Astor. I found "The Rough Riders” to be a comfortable experiment of making history entertainment. Was especially impressed by the work of Mack as "Bert,” who proved that he was not a coward. The bill includes “The Camp,” with Ralph Leigh and others, and “On the Air” as well as a news reel. At the Circle. MENJOU BECOMES THE JOHN DREW OF THE MOVIES It has taken me some time to ac-

Movie Verdict INDIANA—PauI Whiteman again proves the truthfulness of the statement that he is the greatest of all the orchestra leaders. It is a Whiteman triumph here this week. OHlO—Ford Sterling, as the very forgetful insurance agent, has a good comedy chance in “Figures Don’t Lie.” APOLLO—Adolphe Menjou becomes the John Drew of the screen by his work in “A Gentleman of Paris.” Manjou is much better than the story. ClßCLE—History is transformed into interesting entertainment in “The Rough Riders.”

curately give Adolphe Menjou his proper place upon the screen. I suggest that he be considered the John Drew of the screen, and I feel that such a statement will not offend the name of the late John Drew. Drew, at the height of his career, was known as the most polished

actor of finely dressed and nicely mannered men, and such roles become known as strictly John Drew parts. After studying Menjou for several years on the screen, I have come to the verdict that Menjou in many ways is now like Drew when Drew was so polished in gentlemen roles. Menjou probably is the only man on the screen to-

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day who could ever approach the artistry of Drew in smart comedy situations. Drew has often taken the lightest featherweight of a play, and by his brilliant, smart acting of a gentleman of fashion actually made a healthy hit out of a play in less experienced hands would have been a failure. And that is really what Menjou is doing with farce and comedy upon the screen. An elegant example of that is the latest Menjou movie, "A Gentleman of Paris.” The story may be regarded by some as smart or rather as a nifty which would love to be naughty, but it is the polished and suave comedy work of Menjou which gives this rather rapid little story iftost of its interest and charm. When Menjou wears evening clothes even when It is time for the milkman to call, cne gets the opinion that the evening was a success. But, even looking like a wreck, Menjou is the gentleman of fashion. He is the best dress suit lover that we have on the screen today. “A Gentleman of Paris” is just a light little trifle of the affairs of a man who loved many women, generally those having husbands. And when hubby did appear the “hero” of this farce coipedy generally outpolished the enemy. And, of course, in this sort of story Menjou is surroudned by welldressed women. Just as Gloria Swanson in her earlier movie days often has a bathroom scene, so does Menjou. The bill includes Emil Seidel and his orchestra, a soloist and Ray Winnings at the organ. At the Apollo all week.

A STUDY IN REAL JAZZ AND A BIG ARTIST Years ago when Paul Whiteman made his first “concert” appearance .at the Murat I was impressed with both the man aifd the artist as well as his organization. Whiteman’s attitude has changed since othse days in comparison with his general all-round showmanship ideas of today. As I watched him yesterday make really beautiful symphonic pictures out of what we call modern music.

I believe that I u n derstood and appreciated both his artistry and showmanship more than ever. Whiteman is just as individual us a director as Sousa. Whiteman now is swaying his body as a btaon. He seems to be a part of the rhythm of every n u m ber played by his orchestra. At times he nearly dances, but he doesn’t

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over do It. This time he has the assistance of some scenery in the song poems as I call them. He is plaVing this sea-

son a modern composition along extreme, modern lines, reminding one of “The Rhapsody in Blue.” When they play this number Whiteman announces, that he hopes the people will like it, as he is making an effort to encourage modern writers. This is splendid, both for the new writer as well as the “new” audience. As usual, Whiteman permits individual members to strut their individual talents and some of his "children” Just about stop the show. But the big thing back of it all is Paul Whiteman, the genius and the big showman. Because of the record business done Saturday (Ace Berry telling me that all Saturday records were shattered on opening of Whiteman’s engagement), and I know that people stood for a considerable time before seats were obtainable yesterday. Whiteman and his orchestra will make four appearances at the Indiana today. The fei.tur® on the screen this week is Harry Langdon in “Three's a Crowd.” He seems to me to be striking a Charlie Chaplin pose in this comedy of moods. Os course. Langdon always has the sort of passing out expression on his face and when he is supposed to be most sad, he generally is the most funny. Langdon is about the whole works in this story of a weird bachelor who loved dolls because he was so lonely and who became overjoyed when fate wished upon him a “wife” and anew born baby. About the only way that one can judge this strange mixture of extreme hokum is to see how an audience reacts. And they sure did react when I was present. Maurice, organist, is attempting to be a comedian this week. As such he does not appeal to me. It is my own opinion that he is doing too much extreme novelty stuff on the organ instead of bringing out the vast beauty of great music which sounds like a symphony upon this great pipe organ. Bill include a news reel and “Football Sense." At the Indiana this week.

FORD STERLING HAS GOOD COMEDY OPPORTUNITY Figures don’t lie, but at times they make the truth hard to believe Esther Ralston becomes involved in many jealousies and is in fact, the central figure. Bob Blewe becomes jealous of Mr. Jones, his boss, and Mrs. Jones is jealous of Janet, Mr. Jones secretary, and Janet is jealous of Mr. Blewe’s stenographer and she is jealous of Janet. But Mr. Jones. What of Him? He is so forgetful that he probably forgot to get that way. Ford Sterling is the Howard H. Jones, insurance broker, who is

always forgetting things. His wonderful memory is his secretary, who remembers every thing for him and helps him out of trouble with his wife. And one day Bob Blewe wondered how Mr. Jones had gotten along this far without him and became affiliated with the firm. He and! Janet were already fighting then. Richard Arlen

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gives good account of himself as the high pressure Bob Blewe. Eulilia Jensen is the wife of Mr. Jones and comes breaking into his private sanctum several times and finds her spouse saying things that are a bit compromising as they stood, but had she heard all it would have been a different matter. Janet Wells was one of these selfcontained young women who think that they are as hard as nails and are always frigid toward possible suitors until the right person comes along and even then they put up a hard fight, but finally give in. Janet was the secretary to Mr. Jones and Bob became the sales manager of

OCT. 24, 1927

Times Readers Voice Views

The name and address of the author must accompany every contribution, but on request will not be published. Letters not exceeding 200 words will receive preference. To the Editor: Being a citizen of no mean city, I am somewhat interested in the address made Thursday at the McKinley Club by Senator William T. Quillen, president of the Hustling Hundred, and better known as “Resolution Bill.” He has criticised Congress and the various acts of Governors of sister States, is now holding two lucrative positions, one as State Senator and the other as attorney for the parlc board for the Duvall administration, and In his speech last night at the McKinley Club said, “That the good people and citizens of Indianapolis, are suffering severely from ‘cyclological hysteria” fer criticising the Duvall administration. I wonder what the Senator was suffering from, whem he Introduced the resolution In the State Senate against the Electric Light Merchants, and when he was criticising the Indianapolis Water Works. We are firmly of the opinion that Mr. Quillen will have to be chloroformed in order to get anew president for the Hustling Hundred. E. W. LITTLE. To the Editor. Some time ago I saw where Senator Arthur R. Robinson demanded that you make certain retraction with regard to statements you published about his tampering with the Supreme Court, and he gave you three days to retract or he would enter suit for libel. Will you kindly advise what became of the matter; did you retract, or did he enter suit? CHARLES S. BATT, Terre Haute, Ind. The answer is, NO, to both questions. The Editor.

Concerning a New Sweetheart

By WALTER D. HICKMAN America has anew sweetheart of song. Her name is Marion Talley and her lofty position at this hour is the youngest prima donna soprano of the Metropolitan Opera. I was sure that she was a “sweetheart of song” as I heard her yesterday afternoon at the Murat sing before one of the largest audiences ever attracted in this city by one person. There Is so much to this young singer that must be taken into consideration in considering Marion Talley as she appeared in concert. | First we have the lovely American girl, really from a Main St., , who by hard and honest work is a prima donna of a great operatic or- | ganization when most girls are making their society debut. In the first place she radiated complete happiness and loveliness when she walked upon the Murat stage yesterday. The stage held as many people as could be packed onto it and the auditorium proper should have been larger. Just to see this girl, and that is what she is, a girl of song, is enough to arouse one to real enthusiasm. And matching her personal charm Is her voice. I found it remarkably true at all times in arias as well as the more simple and lovely things of the heart, such as “Lo! Here the Gentle Lark” and “The Last Rose of Summer.” I found her German most entrancing and she is able to paint most intelligent pictures of melody, i as proven by her singing of Mozart's “Der Holle Rache Kocht im Meinem Herzen” from “The Magic Flute.” Rossini's “Una Voca Poco Fa” from “The Barber of Seville” brought into existence her high flute notes. Granting her all of her technical powers in projecting song, it is her personal charm and her gracious manner of singing one encore after another that aids her in being such a great success as a concert artist. Marion Talley yesterday was happy in song. Her great audience was happy to have her that way. The result was—one encore after another. Never have I seen an artist so gracious. To me the outstanding number of her program was “Trees,” by Rasbach, and she really gave it great spiritual beauty. Her closing encore was ‘“Home, Sweet Home.” She made it really' a great classic of the heart. It was fe marvelous finale to a marvelous 'afternoon. Her assisting artists were John Corigliano, violinist, and Stewart Wille, pianist. Corigliano made one rather wish that he could have had more time on the pro-: gram so that he might have a* chance to play a concerto. In other words, he invites longer acquaintance. Marion Talley gave the Ona B. Talbot season a most charming beginning. — — —r— —-T the organization. Because each had'a very determined nature neither ' would give in to the other. Mr. Jones and Janet come near to getting shot by Mrs. Jones, but Janet explains that she was trying to make Mrs. Jones a little less jealous and to get the man she. Jp.net; loves. It all turns out very prettily. Outside of the acting, which lrf good, the picture has nothing to offer more than it is diversion. It, is a modern theme handled in a splendid fashion, but it is only light and entertaining. Connie and his band, with Jimmie' Hatton as the soloist, present several novelties. Joe Alexander gives* another of his organlogs. News reels* and a comedy complete the program. ‘ At the Ohio this week.—(By the* Observer.) Other theaters today offer: “Fog,*' at English’s; Memphis Collegians, at! the Lyricr Jane Green, at Keith’s; J “Peg O’ My Heart,” at the Colonial; '• "Is Youi Daughter Safe?” at the* Band Box; Ginger Girls, at the Mutual, and “Isobel,” at the Isis.