TIIE SUNDAY OREGOXIAN, PORTLAND, AUGUST 8, 1920
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Florence Bollain left on Monday for
a trip to the Yellowstone. On their
return they will stop at Spokane for
a visit.
Miss Gertrude Xevitan. daughter of
Mrs. Rachel Levitan of Stoux City,
lowar is visiting in the city for & few
weeks, the guest of her uncle, Abe
Levey.
Mrs. A. R. Bolderston had as guests
during the week Dr. and Mrs. A. S.
Kerfoot of St. Paul. Dr. Kerfoot is
president of the Hamline university,
St. Paul.
Miss Charlotte Malboeuf has re
turned from Canada. She also Bpent
scmti time in Seattle, where she was
the guest of her aunt, Mrs. Arthur A.
Hohinney.
Mrs. Benjamin F. Ragsdale and lit
tle daughter, Evelyn, returned this
week from a three months' visit in
southern California, the guests of
. her sister, Mrs. Claude N. Comstoek.
Mr. and Mrs. George S. Botsford had
as their house guest a brother, W. KL.
Botsford of San Francisco. Mr. Bots
ford Is Pacific coast manager of the
American Press association,, with
headquarters at San Francisco.
Miss La Velle Long is at Bingham
Springs with her aunt, Mrs. James
Brown. Miss Long is a talented Port
land girl, who was graduated from
Lincoln high school last June and
will enter college in the fall.
Miss Mollie Harnett and Miss Mae
Smith have left for a month's vaca
tion In California. They expect to
spend their time visiting friends in
San Francisco and motoring to - the
Yosemite and other places of inter
est. Mr. and Mrs. Edwin J. Hall, Mrs.
Helen Hall Cudlipp and Miss Lucille
Evans have moved from 705 Davis
street to the Mallory hotel. Miss Ev
ans and Urban Diteman, Jr., will be
married about September 24 at the
hotel.
Mrs. B. M. Huntley, Miss Helen
Huntley and Master Phil of Wellesley
Court apartments, recently left for
Fendleton, where they will spend
the following three months. Mr.
Huntley Is connected with the North
ern Grain & Warehouse company.
Mr. and Mrs. Frederick O. Kern, a
former Portland couple, at present
living in Madras, announce the ar
rival of a baby girl, Maxine Beverly,
July 15. Mrs. Kern was before her
marriage Miss Theresa Scherer. Mr.
Kern is cashier of the First National
bank at Madras.
Mr. and Mrs. Harper N. Jamison of
McMinnville have been guests of Mr.
and Mrs. O. P. M. Jamison, 582 Main
street, the last week. They have been
sojourning In California for the last
month. Mr. Jamison was on the pro
gramme at the Edison Dealers' Cara
van convention in San Francisco last
month.
Mr. and Mrs. George Charles Mills
left last night for a month's trip to
New York, Philadelphia and other
eastern cities. They will visit Mr.
Mills' parents, Mr. and Mrs. Richard
Mills, in Montreal on their way home.
They also will spend several days at
Lake Louise, in the Canadian Rockies,
before returning to Portland. The
trip will combine both business and
pleasure.
Edmund J. James, for many years
president of the University of Illi
nois, visited last Week In the home
of his cousin, Mrs. L. V. Crum, at
1229 East Twenty-Beventh street
North. Dr. James Is leisurely tour
ing the Pacific states, enjoying their
scenic beauty and the fellowship of
friends. He expects to return to his
home in Chicago about the last of
August. Mr. James is a graduate of
Harvard.
Dr. S. F. Kerfoot, president of Ham
lino university, and Mrs. Kerfoot, who
were guests in Portland for a short
time, were honored Tuesday night
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what they expect to be the best, andi
it would be actually dishonest on my
part not to give that best which they
expect.
Freauently. while playing. I am
carried away with the music itself
and theretjy I gain a great many
hours of happiness while playing and
succeed In forgetting the public but
it is much happier to serve art as the
master than the less severe one. the
public."
"But most artists like the applause
and the contact with the people; does
this .not mean something important
In your lifer
"Yes. I love both applause and con
tact with the people. The applauwe
means that you have not worked in
vain: nothinc is so disappointing
to give something and to realize that
it was not up to your standard, or
that your public did not get It."
"Do you often feel that you fall be
neath your own expectations"
"No one can always feel at the same
height, and, anyway. I think you
travel from a certain starting point
to a climax, which is, in nine cases
out of ten, brought about by your
audience. Can you imagine anything
more inspiring than the sight of such
a house as the last one, in fact, any
of those houses I had at the Hippo
drome?
"In themselves they were Inspira
tions even before I touched my violin,
and the size f the audience, as welt
as the greeting, was something which
found a ready response in me. it
not difficult to work up enthusiasm
when you know that all these people
have come out of their homes to hear
vou and then, when the applause
comes, and you know they are not
disaDDOinted. that means the rest.
"But yon are always keyed up to a
very high pitch; you never dare to
let down and you- never can let down, j
The moment one concert Is over you
begin to wonder whether you will be
in as good condition for the next;
whether -the audience will be in the
same state of receptlveness, whether
the weather w,ur make your strings
unhannv. then comes the matter of
enertorv.
"You are never able to select things
which happen to fit your 'mood upon
that riav. Your Drosrramme is ar
ranged and that is the end of it, but I
will tell you a secret."
Here the writer paused to listen to
some eXDlanation. some eniignien-
tnent which might lead to some slight
comprehension of the true .genius of
the young man, as great a stirdent of
psychology as or the noun, ana nei
said: . .. .
That is why sometimes a violinist
is glad to give a great many encores,
because theae he can choose according I
to his moods, and according to nis
soirlience. Sometimes, too, he plays
these better for that reason, and there
a fllwava the chance to make tnem
short. Oh, I shall be sorry enougn 10
he nwav from the public for a wniie,
but I want afew years In which to
read, study, travel, to see the coun
try which I have only skimmed Over
n order to get from one place to an
other to olay.
"I probably will ena up djt prac-i
tlcing more than ever, but atleat Ii
will be doing It for myself, and not
for anyone else. And then, too( ; I
want to compose. You cannot travel
all over the world and have enough
tranquility to write something seri
ous. It is all vight enough for light
miiaio. for songs, for . many other
styles of music, but for something of
real Importance, one must nave nine,
nnlet ATI (1 mood.
It was then dlsc6vered that Elman
nian tr do some very serious com
position, because he is to be ldentl
riori with' musical comedy which Is
fnr a ni-nri notion early in fall.
His collaborator will oe tjie noieu
Arr,.t-iran r 1 a V W T I h fr fiugUStUS
Tinman and between them it is be-
iivari thev will have a - woria-oeai.-
er." After Elman's concert In Ocean
nrnv he will go abroad for a time.
but he has promised to return for the-
in rut how many different of
fers, and the nature of them, that he
hna for his next American
ha wilt decide to make it.
All of these have been reiusea n
.iv n he wishes to be for a short
time, at any rate, entirely free from
every obligation.
Charming Autumn Modes Rich
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As Seen by H.Liebes & Co.'s Artiste
Twenty friends, most of them former
Hamline students, some of whom
were classmates of Dr. and Mrs. Ker
foot, were present, and many inter-
esting stories were told, many old
friendships renewed. After the dinner
Dr. and Mrs. Kerfoot left for Can
fornia.
MISCHA ELMAN TO ENJOY
INTERMISSION OF LABOR
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Genrral Manage Delays Start While
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Following Concert in Ocean Grove, Artist Will Go Abroad for Awhile,
but Has Promised to Return for the Premiere.
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BY EMILIE FRANCES BAUER.
EW YORK, Aug. ,8. (Special.)
Still one more appearance of
the supreme artist who makes
the violin his means of expression,
for that is the manner in which
Mischa Elman's art should be de
scribed. Just what this instrument
means to him may be realised from
the remark he made recently when
discussing his proposed sabbatical
year or years. t
Many will travel to Ocean Grove to
hear that last concert, for it will be
a historic as well as a sorrowful one,
because a season without Mischa
Elman is almost unthinkable.
In speaking of this recently, he
said, answering the question as to
how he would spend his time:
"Why, I shall play the violin, of
course ! I had just returned from a
Bouoon . koteL tour which included over 120 concerts
and, within a few hours, indeed hard
ly before I was unpacked, I went for
the violin and spent hours and hours
Irpon It, with as much freshness of
spirit and as much joy aa though it
had lain in its box for six months,
and I was just privileged to have It
again.
"Looking forward to what people
may suppose will be a period of idle
ness, the only thing that looms large
is the fact that I can spend as much
time as I please in study, in practice,
In the study of what I' plefe, in
practicing what I please. I shall not
have to intrude upon music, which I
love passionately, thoughts of the
public and of conforming to the
wishes and pleasures of that public.
"When I serve the public I feel that
I have a duty to perform. All my own
habits, likes and dislikes are put aside
to put myself into condition to meet
that responsibility. I am always con
scious that the audiences pay for j
BY JAMES J. MONTAGUE.
E WERE going to spend the
week end in. the country with
the Wells and there Was just
about time to make the train. as
we were loading half a dozen hand
bags, umbrellas, golf clubs and other
imnedimenta in the waiting taxicao.
the general manager uttered an ex
lamation of dismay.
"My glasses,"' she cried. "I've left
them and if X don't have tnem i u
have a splitting headache all the time.
"I'll get them, 1 voiunteerea
ran back into the house.
I knew the bureau drawer In which
she generally kept them and gave It
a gentle tug. It didn't budge. I tugged
harder. The bureau rocked " on its
stubbv legs. I yanked. The handle
aenarated from the drawer which re
mained as stationary aa the rock of
Gibraltar.
- "Hurry up," called the general man
aser from below. We 11
She didn't hear what I muttered un
der my breath. It is better you
Khnnid not hear it. toot
Then a brilliant idea struck me. I
wmiiri remove the drawer above and
reach ir for the glasses. I clutched
hoth handles of the upper drawer.
Then I braced my feet against the
ii r f ths hureau.
"No pussyfooting this time," I
muttered to myself. "This one Is going
tn nnen on the first try.
Then I hurled my back, leg and arm
mi.anlf. into a terrific heave. The next
moment I was sitting on the floor
whtch seemed to have come up and
struck me in a region where I had
not received such a blow since wood
ahi liAvn with my father.
The upper drawer had not stuck at
all. On the contrary, it had come free
from the bureau so precipitately that
T fnund mvself draped with lace col
lars, stockings and other intimate
feminine garments of various delicate
tints.
Ttofnre T bad had time to pick my
self un. there was a startled shriek
from the doorway. The general man
ager stood on the threshold.
"1 m not nurt.
But anxiety In my oenair apparently
had not caused her outcry.
"All my fresh laundered things,"
she moaned, as regardless of me, she
began to gather them up.
But I was intent on getting the
glasses so we would not miss the
train- I thrust my arm into the lower
drawer through the space where the
one which had caused my disaster
had been.
"What are yon doing now," de
manded the general manaRsr, "muss
ing up all my other things?"
"I'm getting the glasses," I said not
too cheerfully.
The general manager muttered
something which might have been
"stupid!" or might hare been some
thing else, but, at any rale, it was
derogatory to my mental capacity.
Then she darted to the mantelpiece
ana grasped her glasses.
"I called after you that they were
on the mantel," she said, "but ydu
were in such a hurry you wouldn't
listen."
- I was mute . . : . .
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Finally we reached-he station. - At
the ticket office I took my place be
hind a stout lady who was paving
an argument with the ticket -Clerk.
"I had my ticket,", .She was; saying.
"T -ought It three days ago and put
it in the drawer of my desk, but,
when I went to get it today, I couldn't
open the drawer."
"But madam," aatd the clerk, "1
couldn give you another ticket. .But
you can "
"It's an outrage,'" said the stout
lady. "My husband was in the army
in France more than a year. He had
a very important position there' and
was a 'K. P.' which must be just as
good as a 'D. S. C' and, if he were
here now, instead of traveling; for a
very large firm that manufactures
shoe laces, he would never allow me
to be treated like this. I don't see
why I should be obliged to pay for
tickets twice."
I glanced at the olock. It was a
matter of seconds before train time.
The station agent tried to speak
again. The stout lady, cut him short.
"If a big corporation like a rail
road can't hire men with some respect
for a lady, what is the country com
ing to? My goodness! I suppose you
doubt my word. .I'll bring the desk
down here and yon can "
. The ticket agent stuck hi head
through the window and fairly
shouted:
"Buy a new ticket and you-can get
ct "i for the other!"
"Well, why didn't you tell me that
before T' cuttingly.
"I didn't nave a chance to say a
word," sighed the ticket agent, but
1 was his only audience The stout
lady had paid and departed. -
We made th train, impedimenta
and all. I was in a dripping perspira
tion. Just as I was getting comfort
able, the general manager asked to
have the window open. -
Running; True to Form.
I squeezed the patent snaps, but
the window did not move. 1. pushed
upward on it. It remained tightly
closed. To yank after yank it re
mained obdurate. The conductor came
down the. aisle and assisted me. Our
combined efforts finally sent it up
with a bang, catching my thumb and
bruising lti
With the first gust of bituminous
laden air that swept through the open
window, the general manager clutched
her right eye.
' "Put It down, put It down," she
wailed. "I can't . stand the soot.
There's a cinder In my eye already."
By the time we reached our destination-
I had succeeded in closing the
window.
- The Wells met us at the station and
we motored home. Just before sup
per Wells asked me It 1 would have a
highball.-
"Would a rose bug refuse an Amer
ican beauty?" I said.
Wells went to the sideboard, which
was one of the old-fashioned variety,
with a small round wooden knob for
a handle, I knew what was coming
before he started. - The door stuck.
He put his strength into it. The
knob came off. I tried tugging wiUi
my fingers at the fancy woodwork
around the panels. The total result
was a broken finger nail. f
"Everything sticks this weather S
said Wells. "Guess we're out of luck
Can't get at the hootch." '
I agreed inwardly that I was out v
of luck, but Wells could have gotten
into the sideboard with an ax. Maybe
I am doing him an injustice, but I
couldn't help thinking that.he was In
considerable Scotch. Maybe I am do
ing him an Injustice. However, I felt
he might have accentuated and prd,
longed his effort. -
That evening the general mahagf -decided
to send some picture - post
cards. I was lying In bed listening to
the scratching of the pen and lona
ing for the end of the week-end. .
"Oh dear!" exclaimed the general
manager.
"What's stuck now?" I asked.
"Stuck!" she said Indignantly.
"Here's 40 cents' worth of stamps and
not one of them will stick on & post
card."
(Copyrlsht, 1820.
br the Bell Syndicate,
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