Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 92, Number 108, 6 May 1922 — Page 17

THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUN-TELE GRAM, RICHMUiND, IND.. SATURDAY, MAY 6, ,1922.

PAGE THlRTtjJiS

ANNOUNCE MUSICIANS WHO WILL. PRESENT a TEACHERS' CONCERT

INDIANAPOLIS, May 6. Announcementment was made here today that Mrs. R. S. Kinnalrd, soprano; Willoughby Boughton, pianist, and Ernest Heeser, baritone, all of Indianapolis, will be the artists for the program to be given the last evening of the fortyfifth annual convention of the Indiana Music Teachers' association, to be held In Greenwood, May 31, June 1 and 2. These artists will appear with the Indianapolis Bymphony, which will give the main part of the program un der the direction of M. Maiinue Paulsen, it was said. Mrs. Kinnalrd will sing an aria from "Madam Butterfly.' Mr. Boughton will play the Tschalkowsky piano

concerto, and Mr. Hesser will sing Handel's "Honor and Arms." As part of the American Song Composers' festival, which will meet in conjunction with the association convention, the Indiana song contest for Indiana composers will be held on the afternoon of June 2. Mrs. Grace Porterfield Polk has offered two prizes of $100 and $50 for the best and second best ballads to be submitted at that time. The first state music memory contest o be featured at the convention is creating a great deal of interest among public school children,- according to i report. The event will be open to winners of the Indiana county contests now being held, instead of winners of district contests as first planned.

NOTABLES AMONG THE SEAGOERS WHO HAVE SAILED.

After Ten Yc

ter len iears

By MARION RUBINCAM

AN EFFECT SPOILED Chapter 47. Millie triumphed for some time. She went over and over the story. "So I just walked into the bank and asked to see the president, and they ushered me Into his office as "soon as I gave my name" this was a useless formality, for everyone of course knew the Buchanan's, and Millie, since Humphrey's disappearance, had been the town's pet attraction. "I told him I had to have money, and thought my future was in the East. I said, of course, that Humphrey had left me without any resources but the house, which was in my name, and which he couldn't touch, and I wanted to sell it. "He said a forced sale never was a pood thing, but I said I didn't think I'd ever need money as much as now, and he agreed to see what he could do. Of course, everyone knows we have got one of the best houses In town" Millie was going to make a clean sweep while she was about it. The announcement of the sale of the house brought a flock of interested friends about at once. "You are not going to leave us?" Cora exclaimed, genuine concern in her tones. "Why Millie, you have always lived here what shall we do without you?" "Oh forget me!" Millie answered airily, very busy at her desk sorting and throwing away papers.

"But we've known each other since !

we were three years old!" Cora almost wept. "People don't forget friends as old as that." "Well I'll come back when I have made my fortune. Patty will be sure to marry someone fine, with her looks and her talent," Millie rattled on. Proof of her better feelings was that she had discarded her dull clothes and was dressed now in a blue silk she had always adored, and held it back as "best." It was Millie who began selling furniture right and left to friends and acquaintances. It was Mrs. Munn in New York, who, when she heard Patty's family were coming, wired that she had taken a tiny apartment for them. And it was Patty who found out the cost of shipping household goods, and decided that it was cheaper ic, send things than to buy new. Ou of the chaos of moving, packing and planning, a little order gradually came. Goods were shipped off. Mrs. Parke went to visit a sister living in another county, having decided in her fantastic mind that she had "pulled up stakes" forever, and there was never any coming back. "But I don't complain," she repeated. "My daughters are my daughters,

and my duty Is to look after them. I'm an old woman and I don't like change. I'm going where there's not a familiar face " Indeed, she was grieving, for all her world was within the limits of the little town that, in the days of her youth had been a tiny village. "Why are you going?" Cora asked, one afternoon. It was a few days before their departure, and they were living in Cora's since their own house had been emptied of goods. "I'll miss you so." "I just can't go on here," Millie said. "Everyone has been so kind and good

and sympathetic but they all know I'm a deserted woman, they all know my husband's left me " "Poor Millie," Cora sympathized. "You've had a hard time of it." "And I don't know whether Humphrey is alive or dead. He's never let me know, he's never tried once to relieve my anxiety. And I have just come to feel that I can't stand the sight of familiar objects anymore the house we lived In so happily for so many years " It was a fascinating subject and Millie enlarged upon it at length. She found suddenly to play the loving and despairing wife was a new and delightful pastime. She did miss Humphrey sometimes, too, and she was honestly worried about him. So she began capitalizing on this. Then Patty came in one afternoon with a letter. "This is good news," she said, and

- - : - x - top ty tv. v v.. ) nm & lv - .... U v . is- ' t - f JT 1 - ; a -jr c ; i ' . . - . v' J-. . IT Till fi'-' .::T-: . '

J 3 I J . , Jj

At the bottom are Ossip Gabrllowitsch, conductor of the Detroit Symphony Orchestra, and Mrs. Gabrilowitsch, who was a daughter of Mark Twain, and herself an accomplished musician. Above at left is Joseph Hollman. noted 'cellist. They were passengers on the liner Nieuw Amsterdam for Rotterdam. At the top, right, la Mrs. Jane Kelland of London, whose tour of the United States took her to every city and point ot laterftst.

Giving American Artists a Lift By FREDERIC J. HASKIN

NEW YORK CITY, May 6. A help-j noise of the city,

lng hand Is soon to be extended to budding genius in the state of New York. A new "art retreat"-is to be opened In the near future to .which poor but promising artists may. flee in summer from the oppressive heat and

Like the MacDowell

her face was radiant. "This is from Humphrey." Eager faces greeted her. "He says he has found a place In a big timber camp, and is feeling splendid," Patty announced, glancing through the letter and translating Humphrey's jubilantly slangy phrases. "He took those suitcases and says he is the only man in camp with real shoes and white blankets, and the envy of all of them. He says the fact we had packed everything he'd need made him decide to go that night, that he'd thought about It a lot before, and that he'd lost five pounds cutting timber and has a coat of tan." Doesn't seem to miss me much," Millie commented acidly. "And he says that as soon as he gets more money there, and a cabin to himself, he will send for you," Patty said joyfully. "To live in a forest and no one around!" Millie exclaimed. "Not much! Me for the big town! And why didn't he write to me? Why , didn't he let me know sooner?" But her despairing effect was spoiled. Monday On the Way.

Colony at Petersborough, N. H., it will

be for all types of creative artiste. Writers, musicians, sculptors, painters and poets will all be welcomed and encouraged to unhampered self-expression by the use of cool, quiet studios and a strictly sympathetic atmosphere. ' The retreat is the gift of the late Mrs. George Foster Peabody, and will be located at Yaddo, the beautiful 700 acre estate which Mrs. Peabody and her first husband, Spencer Trask, created out of the woodlands near Saratoga Springs. On the estate is one of the finest country houses in that part of New York, as well as many smaller buildings that will be remodeled Into studios. These are set in a private park of great natural

wrote Dlavs and poems under the

name of Katrina Trask. They were! therefore sympathetically aware of the tremendous obstacles, the first board of trustees included George Foster Peabody, who had been a business partner of Mr.; Trask; Miss Allena G. Pardee, Dr. Henry van Dyke and the late Edward Shepard. After Mr. Trask's death, the board was enlarged and the name changed to "Directors of the Pine Garde Es-

I tate." The 10 present members up!on whom will fall the burden of put

ting the art retreat into operation are Mr. Peabody, Miss Pardee, Mrs. Mia Potter Sturges, wife of the Rev. Philemon F. Sturges, rector of Grace Church at Providence; Dr. van Dyke, the Rev. Dr. Edwin Knox Mitchell, Acosta Nichols, Thomas Mott Osborn, Edgar Truman Brackett, Daniel Chester French and Dr. John H. Finley. The value of the Trask gift to American art will depend very largely upon the sincerity and discretion of this board. Joy in Art Circles The news of the legacy has spread a good deal of cheer among New York art circles, especially as it comes at a time of the year when the artistic temperament feels the need of a strat egic retreat from the city. During the winter. New York is a great little in

spiration to the creative faculties. It

is an exciting stimulant which constantly generates ideas and prods per

sonal ambition into action. But in the

spring the drug loses its power, pro-

may secure a patron, but it is unlikely In a country where earning capacity is admired vastly more than creative ability. He may leave the country, but he is liable to die of starvation in a foreign country or pass all of his days struggling to pay his bills." Even Mrs. Clare Sheridan, the English sculptor, whose diaries at least have received a cordial welcome, finds the world hostile toward the artistic temperament In the spring. "I cannot live In Aberlca," she complained recently. "I must have serenity. I would not live In England; I have too many relatives there. I could live in Italy, but there Is no money. Or In Russia, but there Is no food." To the creative artist who finds himself or herself In a dilemma of this kind, the art retreat offers an inter

esting solution. Nothing could be

more satisfactory than the MacDowell i Colony, for example. It is in no sense a philanthropic enterprise forj

impecunious artists, but it offers at absurdly low rates precisely what the j

struggling writer or composer or painter needs a place .where he can work at top speed, with the necessary fresh air, sound sleep and uninterrupted days. There is serenity without boredom; for after working hours he comes In contact with a number of fellow workers just as earnestly artistic as he. The small sums paid by the artists for sleeping quarters, food, studios, and other comforts represent only a fraction of the UDkeeD of the Colonv.

It draws Its chief support from three , other sources: From the annual dues; of the MacDowell associaion, which range from $5 to $100 a year; from I contributions to the general fund byi private individuals, the proceeds of j Mrs. Edward MacDowell's annual re-j cltals coming under this head, and the ' yearly interest on the endowment fund which is unfortunately small and 1 somewhat cramping to the growth of the enterprise. I Memorial to Composer I The Colony is a memorial to Edward MacDowell, the composer, who retired ; to the picturesque old farm at Petersborough In 1895. "There in the woods," we are told, "he built for himself a :

log-cabin, and in that cabin which still stands, shutting out the whole world, he did the larger part of his ablest work. It was his hope that other workers in the arts, not necessarily musical composers, might enjoy the same privileges of quietude and peace, and it is the realization of that

hope which meets the eye of the vis-: itor today. j , "A score of studios, beautifully built, j each one with its fire-place for chilly j days, are scattered over a tract of! land that is much larger now than the j original farm. Each studio i3 an oasis ! in Itself, hidden from the others, mask- j ed by green woodland from neighbors, i The worker sees nothing but the eky ' overhead and the varying emerald or! trees on all sides. No sounds reach j him but the animated arguments of ! birds and the winds in the shrubberies. J "There is a central building known

as Colony Hall from which the workers depart each morning for their respective studios. All day they remain secluded, wrapped up in their own endeavors. Lunch is left for them on their doorsteps. No one calls upon them, except by special invitation. The long clear day is all their own, to compose their music in, to paint pictures, to write their dramas and poems and novels." About 5 o'clock in" the afternoon they lock up their studios and return to civilization, as no artificial lights are allowed In the workrooms. "And, indeed," writes one artist, who spent a summer at Petersborough. "the day was quite long enough. I experienced that mental exhaustion that meant something thought out thor

oughly. After dinner there were manj books to read in the library or a cosj gathering before the large fireplace oi even a game of pool. By 9 o'clock oui eyes were usually heavy with sleep. Off we'' would go to bed to slumbel quite dreamlessly, with no elevated trains thundering by to disturb our rest." The only trouble with such colonies 13 that there are not enough of them, and those which do exist are not near ly as well financed as 'they should be. It is to be hoped that the new gift of the Pine Garde Estate will stimulate the Interest of other philanthropists in the welfare of our living American, artists with whom is entrusted the future of American letters and art

- - L ml ;- i - i i ' - - - - . , . .. .. . .,

Deauty, mciuaing nunareds of acre

of native woodland, brooks, lakes,! ducing nothing but fatigue in the pa-

COMING Two Nights, May 10 and 11 The Big Fun and Musical Feast of the Season! FRANKEL and EVANS offer for your approval

Minstrels 'Bagdad.

Complete Cast 45

Extra Special Scenery-

Lots Songs Gorgeous Many of Pretty You'll Like to Electrical Funny Girls! Hear! Effects! Stories!

Get Your Seats Now at Dafler's, Ninth and Main

PRICES:

Entire lower floor and balcony, including tax, $1.10. Gallery not reserved, including tax, 55 cents.

WATCH YOUR TICKETS

Number 361 f" May 10 Number 3(J2 for May 11

$ I-C

HM'ONP

THEATRE

Sunday Monday Tuesday

Betty

waterfalls and gardens. There is also a large farmr an enterprise that was started during the war for the purpose of raising the foodstuffs most needed by the Allies. Now it will be devoted to the further patriotic task of supplying American artists with a proper vitaminic diet. The idea of dedicating Yaddo , to the arts was conceived by Mr. and Mrs. Trask as early as 1900 when a corporation was formed to carry out the plan under the euphonious title of the Trusteos of Pine Garde. Mr. Trask always had been deeply interested in art, and was one of the patrons of the National Arts Club, while at that time Mrs. Trask herself

tient. It is then that the creative artist begins to resent the fierce glare ot the streets, the incessant thunder of the elevated, -the raucous screech of unending traffic, the dust and smoke of the factories, the stale atmosphere of the crowds. His work suffers, and so does his health. He feels that he must get away, but with a slim bank account this is easier contemplated than done. "The American writer or painter or composer or sculptor who is young, who has made little money, but who yet has given distinctive promise ana shown unplumbed potential!: ies has but few resources," says one who is well acquainted with the problem. "He

THOR Stanley Plumbing & 910 Main St.

WASHING MACHINES IPONERS Electric Co. Phone 1286

iiiiniminHMiiiuiiHiiumiuMMiiitiitiiititiiHntiinimiiimuiniiiiituiniiiiiuiitiiH I Before buying that tractor for late I spring and summer work, see the

AVERY. I Black & Maddox I

Tomorrow Tt Tomorrow LEWIS J.STXZNICR rT presents , ' X k or. J4 S!Hsw

i1 -.--. :---, - ?h'--.;-.-J.

!V" ISfjlo Marriaie be ' LJf rnpre Successful if - husband and wife had I Separata Establishments

t. IL

Vhu Announce

Yourllarrias

Qrt lan (fosland Productiorv-

Also Showing ( HEARST NEWS (First Run) and ' ,' Century Comedy "NO BRAINS"

SPECIAL MUSIC, Featuring Washington ORCHESTRA and PIPE ORGAN

Wednesday and Thursday Nights Only "PHI DELT 1MINSTRELS

Friday and Saturday CONWAY TEARLE "A WIDE OPEN TOWN"

mill in m. b- -.a yk, t ii n i a r. i

and the W5idl A tale of miscarried "justice" H'M ' 1.M ' ' AMiWvr. that beauty and daring put A7- W AV WWR For when one woman through ,' U I V 'I'lljl ! . , m5vVM hate had sent a man to fi j. JP 1 1 prison, another, through love, ' J' 1 ' ; - -toHB set out to make him free. f : t ! -WW See her slip into the habits lu V I and haunts of the wasters she , flilVA If- fj l despised! See her play their Mft V H'!--" ' - "Vv reckless game, run down the !tfc"4 11 ''''Si'j'ii'V'"''' lle and win! i;;! 'if :j 7 iif Ik V m A drama revealing the genius dl! ! ! I V il l I i It ! Ph t v"t of Be-tty Compson like , Wl; Jr hi W H&M nothing else since "The Mir- i fC ' ' I f ,-3s.

Showing Al St. John in "SPEED", a comedy that you will like

Starting Thursday

Will Rogers and Lila Lee in

"One Glorious Day"

Last Times Today D. W. Griffith's "WAY DOWN EAST"

j 1134 North 12th LHimnH'"illu,l,,l,,,ralwn','n',inni'i:HH'!ll'llnl,l,ln'''lluul,,,'''ll'UIH"'