Among Those Absent
What the Tribune describes as a “small dance” and “housewarming” was—according to the same eminent authority—attended by the following:
Mr. and Mrs. Richard Barthelmess, Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Barton, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Craven, Mr. and Mrs. Frederic Cruger, Mr. and Mrs. John Emerson, Mr. and Mrs. Rube Goldberg, Mr. and Mrs. Percy Hammond, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Case, Mr. and Mrs. Gilbert Seldes, Mr. and Mrs. Jesse Lasky, Mr. and Mrs. Gregory Kelly, Mr. and Mrs. Herbert Bayard Swope, Mr. and Mrs. Roland Young, Mr. and Mrs. Efrem Zimbalist, Mr. and Mrs. Philip Barry, Mr. and Mrs. Paul Dougherty, Mr. and Mrs. Alfred Lunt, Mr. and Mrs. Burton Rascoe, Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Hornblow, Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Hammerstein, Mr. and Mrs. Morris Gest and Mrs. Paul Whiteman.
Also, the Misses Edna St. Vincent Millay, Katharine Cornell, Ann Andrews, Ruth Chatterton, Adele Astaire, Gertrude Bryan, Elise Bartlett, Alice Brady, Margaret Case, Ina Claire, Lucrezia Bori, Pearl Eaton, Mary Ellis, Margalo Gillmore, Myra Hampton, Leonora Hughes, Violet Heming, Julia Hoyt, Fannie Hurst, Helen Ford, Frieda Inescourt, Elsie Janis, Beth Martin, Kathlyne Martyn, Grace Moore, Margaret Mower, Florence Nash, Mary Nash, Rachel Crothers, Rosamund Pinchot, Phyllis Povah, Genevieve Tobin, Jobyna Howland, June Walker, Justine Johnstone, Bebe Daniels, Blythe Daly, the Duncan sisters and Billie Burke; also, the Messrs. Eugene Boissevain, Ralph Forbes, Guthrie McClintic, Walter F. Wanger, Jascha Heifetz, Miguel Covarrubias, Christian Brinton, Geoffrey Kerr, Messmore Kendall, George Gershwin, Avery Hopwood, Joseph Schildkraut, Pedro de Cordoba, Jose Alessandro, Fred Astaire, Marc Connelly, Rawlins Cottenet, Frank Crowninshield, Laurence Stallings, John Drew, Arnold Genthe, Maurice, Louie Wiley, Kenneth McKenna, Philip Merrivale, Edward Steichen, George Jean Nathan, Frank Pollock, Tom Powers, S. Jay Kaufman, James Reynolds, Arthur Samuels and Dwight Taylor.
Indeed, a veritable galaxy of good looks and talent. Nevertheless, it occurred to us to ask several of broad experience if they could think of anybody not in this list who might well have been included:
Mayor Hylan—Wasn’t William Randolph Hearst asked?
Kenneth MacGowan—Do you mean to tell me that von Schwartzenapfelpfannkuchen, the inventor of the new invisible scenery, wasn’t there?
Frank Hedley—I suppose seating accommodations were limited, but just the same I believe the Public should have been asked.
David Belasco—It would have been a very beautiful thing to have included among the guests one of those nameless little ones from among the Rosy Sisters of the Streets. Or failing that, they should have had the Seven Muses and a National Cash Register.
Benny Leonard—I was sorry they didn’t ask Mother.
President Coolidge only compressed his lips and shook his head. Upon being urged, however, he condescended to say that in his opinion probably a good time was had by all.
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* In Our Midst *
Don Marquis sort of satisfied a boyhood dream when he playacted as a bar tender at a “pipe night” down at the Players. Don's just been seriously noticed by “Doc” P. Sherman, but it don't seem to have gone to his head much yet.
John Farrar didn’t have enough to do lately editing the Bookman, lecturing in department stores, writing poetry and plays and other material and so he’s taken on acting as general head of George H. Doran and Company, which may manage to keep him busy enough during week days.
Dame Rumor had it that Dave Wallace wrote a letter to George B. Shaw recent telling that writer just what street got off at. Don’t be intimidated, Dave, is what we say.
A. E. Thomas, playwright, is about to leave for somewhere in the south of France. Lucky Gus, is the way we phrase it.
Mr. Donald Ogden Stewart seems to have worked pretty well eastward on his lecture tour, judging by the telegrams from him by his numerous friends in this city. The telegrams are mostly non-committal but the date line always tells where they are from.
Frazier Hunt got back from London last week and had a get-together meeting with William Slavens (“Bill”) McNutt. “Bill” is now in the country.
Crosby Gaige, of here and Peekskill, is leaving for Miami next week to join the pleasure seekers in the sunny southland.
Newt Baker climbed on to a railroad lunch counter stool the other day and ordered coffee. Newt isn’t very tall and his head didn't come much above counter and the waiter hollered “Want cream in that, kid?” Newt never has been able to laugh off the army′s commissioning Corporal Clarke a corporal.
Al (“Mr. A. J.”) Frueh, the well known picture drawer, is taking some time off from his artistic duties to build a new top story to his house at 34 Perry Street, same worrying the owners of the Woolworth Bidg. not a little, as this is the sixteenth time Al has built a new top story.
Jerome (“Jerry”) D. Kern was in town one day buying some second-hand books.
Laurence Stallings has “gone into celluloid,” as the fellow said once. He′s out in California writing a scenario on terms which are rumored to be highly satisfactory.
Saml. Hopkins Adams and wife of Auburn (this State) are in town for the cold spell, doing a lot of entertaining and going out to dinner and one thing and another, they being very popular of the Younger Set.
Harvey O′Higgins, the book writer, and Mrs. O′H., are in town, delighting their many friends, Harve being the kind of writer who is also an author.
Mrs. Harry Payne Whitney′s memorial at St. Nazaire will be a statue of an eagle carrying a carrying a crusader′s sword. The idea sounds quite artistic.
Henry Hunt, who accepted a half a dozen cups and saucers in return for a in return for a Wheatley edition of Pepys′ Diary, has not yet delivered same, according to his victim, Mr. Ralph Hayes.
Yr. corres. has finally found where Deems Taylor′s office is and what his hours are. He has a nice, comfortable desk at the Telegraph Co.′s office at 41st and B′way, and can be seen there almost any night from 11:05 to 11:30.
John Judkins returned from the recent auto show in Chicago all set up because the Drake Hotel News described him as “one of those straight-forward fine types of Yankees that make us all proud to be Americans.”
Tammany Young kicked up a big fuss at the Commodore the other night when he tried to crash into the Jewish Theatrical Dinner one week after it had taken place. Tam considers he made a fool of himself.
Those are pretty clever and interesting stories about married life that Mrs. Vi Shore is writing for Liberty. Yr. corres. wonders if Mr. Shore reads them.
Max Lief has accepted a position on the Daily News where he has assumed duties of Dramatic Editor.
Miss Norma Talmadge, who is making good on the silver screen, has come back from Europe with a new French bob with bangs and looks more pert than ever.
