Latin School of Chicago - Sigillum Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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MISS RUTH CLARK,LEADING REFORMER,HERETO LECTURE-AND REFORM The women's clubs of Chicago are expected to turn out en masse when Miss Ruth Clark, noted advocate of a woman for president, anti-vivisection, and abolish- ment of child actors, gives her lecture here Tuesday, entitled, 'Reforml Reforml Reform Anything So Long as You Reformln When interviewed at her headquarters in the Y. W. C A. Miss Clark, surrounded by pictures of Emma Willard, Dr. Anna Shaw, Susan B. Anthony, Carrie Nation, and Margaret E. Sangster, described with her usual enthusiasm her recent U. S. lecture tour, highlight of which was being ridden out of an Qklahoma town on a rail by the Federated Saloon Keepers. ul do not,', she said, wish to speak of this incident other than to say the rail had enormous splintersln Miss Clark is an imposing figure on the lecture platform. Blonde, lean, and holding herself stiffly erect, Miss Clark dresses in unrelieved black except for the rows of medals and ribbons, presented to her by various anti leagues, that march across her bosom. Miss Clark has never married, as, she says, she has never felt the urge to enter that field of reform. PROFESSOR ELLIS GETS AWARD FOR RESEARCH ON EARLY ENGLISH BALLADS At a luncheon given yesterday by the American Association for the Advancement of Knowledge Professor Lela Ellis was awarded a ribbon for her research in early English ballads as they appear among the hill-billies of Kentucky. Professor Ellis, it will be remembered, has just published the most exhaustive and accurate book in the world today in this subject. As we said, when we reviewed her book recently, fiprofessor Ellis has made a noteworthy, if not the most noteworthy, contribution to critical English literature of the twentieth centuryf, Amidst great applause professor Ellis rose to receive her award. Fingering her dress with fingers stained with ink, Professor Ellis said with embarrassment, as she peered near-sightedly up and down the length ofthe table round which sat a hundred people, Thank you for this magnificent ribbon. Never have l seen such fine quality silk nor such beautiful gold lettering. But, of course, I realize that it's not the money but the thought that is important. Rest assured that I shall lay this ribbon reverently between the covers of my well-worn Shakespeare when I get back to the hotel tonight. Cf my outstanding contribution, a contribution that I trust I am not over- estimating in ranking it with the discovery of radium and the invention of the tele- phone, I can only say that every minute of those ten years spent in discovering here an obsolete word and there a forgotten melody were happy. I fraternized with and adopted the native customs of the hill-billy. Later at her hotel, Professor Ellis said, ul now plan to resume teaching at Smith- sonian College. And how glad I shall be to be back with my girls againl You know, they all call me old Granite-face. Qt course, l'm severe with themf, I-Iow- ever, it is safe to wager, judging by the kindly twinkle in Professor Ellis' eye, that sheis not nearly so severe as her words would indicate. DEAR TRAVEL EDITOR: I just had to write and tell you of my WONDERFUL two weeks on the Bar-None Neiman Dude Ranch. I stepped off the train in the middle of an Arizona desert. Galloping bare-back toward me through the sand, with black braids flying, came Buckeroo Neiman, owner of the Bar-None. At first sight of this dynamic, sun-kissed, health-exuding woman, I felt as if I were revitalized. She grabbed me, my two trunks, fourteen suitcases, and five handbags, and tossed us into the little trailer attached to her wild mustang pony, As we raced back to the Bar-None, Buckeroo Neiman, though frequently breaking of-f her con- versation to fire blank cartridges into the air as greeting to the picturesque cowboys, 59

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SENIOR PROPHECY VALUABLE NEWSPAPER CLIPPINGS ALL CHICAGO AWAITS ELECTION RETURNS, MAY HAVE ITS FIRST WOMAN MAYOR The cIock has just struck six, and the poIIs are cIosing. In a few minutes this speciaI edition will be out on the streets, giving the first eIection returns in this exciting, man against woman, mayoraIty race. Will Chicago's next mayor be Mayor KeIIy, who has held office for the past twenty years, or wiII that game IittIe poIitician, Miss Rosalie Boyden, succeed in breaking the boss ruIe, and be Chicagos first woman mayor? Nobody knows. But the smart money in on HQur RosaIie',. Last night on the eve of the campaign, both candidates were confident of victory. From the democratic headquarters on the twentieth fIoor of the Stevens, Mayor KeIIy made a Iast minute speech, in which he gave his usuaI promises to the taxpayers. After Mayor KeIIy's speech, Miss Boyden went on the air from her penthouse headquarters at the Drake CMiss Boyden woman-Iike had to go the mayor one better and get higher up than heD and summed up her pIatform. Upon Miss Boyde-n's concIusion her backers and supporters, which incIude the women's cIubs of Chicago, the Friends of AnimaIs, Chicagos Qwn Prohibition Party, and the P. T. A., were jubiIant over her chance of winning. Miss Boyden has conducted a vigorous, shrewd campaign, or, as she said, I just use my woman's intuition . Miss Boyden has aIways been an ardent feminist. She first became poIiticaIIy important when she succeeded in defeating a biII, prohibiting the wearing of i939's spring hats. SpeciaI Dispatch: MISS BOYDEN HAS BEEN ELECTED MAYOR! WOMAN EXPLORER CAPTURES FORTY PYGMIES Mrs. I'IeIen Robinson I-Iunningsford, famed African expIorer, has captured and subdued single-handed forty of the ferocious man-eating I-Iottentot Pygmies ,she discIosed today when her boat docked at New York. The assembIed crowd cheered madly as Mrs. f'Iunningsford marched down the gangpIank, foIIowed by the forty Pygmies. AIso on the boat were Lindbergh, Garbo, the Dukeof Windsor, and Brenda Frazier. When questioned about her remarkabIe feat, Mrs. I'Iunningsford was her usuaI reticent seIf, and repIied briefIy, It was all quite by accident. Dear Mr. I'Iunnings- ford was in the shack, keeping the mosquito net over the twins, and the native guide was busy fiIing his teeth, so I set out aIone to investigate that most dangerous region in Africa, never before seen by a white man. I fought my way through the jungIe undergrowth. Cn every side I feIt hostile eyes watching me. I began to be appre- hensive as I carried onIy my GirI Scout equipment. AII at once thousands of Pygmies, with thirst for bIood, human bIood, written in their eyes, sprang out and carried me off triumphantly. Well, to shorten a thriIIing taIe, I won them over to civiIization by teIIing them about the I'IoIy Land, and teaching them the Lambeth Walk as a possible step for their tribal dance. I got those forty male Pygmies to accompany me here, by showing them a picture of I-Iedy La Marr, and teIIing them there are a million more Iike that in New Yorkf' Mrs. I-Iunningsford, cIad in gaberdine shorts and a white helmet, in dazzling contrast to her weatherbeaten skin, graciously posed for photographers. Happening to see Sir I-Iubert WiIkins, Frank Buck, and LincoIn EIIsworth Iurking gIumIy in the crowds, Mrs. I-Iunningsford generously insisted that they, too, be incIuded in a few pictures. Upon a reporters asking if Mrs. I'Iunningsford had made the acquaintance of Ambassador Kennedy of eIeven chiIdren fame, who was also on board, Mrs. I-Iunn- ingsford grew very indignant, and drawing herseIf, up, answered, HSir, I now have tweIve of my ownI , and pointed pridefuIIy to a hither-to unnoticed brood of chiIdren under Mr. I-Iunningsfords care. 58

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who in turn yelled, Ul'liya Lili , gave me a vivid history of the Great West, the other Dude Ranchers, and the marital status of all the cowboys. Qne unforgettable day Buckeroo organized a party to ride twenty miles to Vul- ture's Crest and there have a beef barbecue and barn dance. Qn the way, Buckeroo was the life of the party, riding at least half of the time on the underside of her horse, and lassoing souvenirs from the landscape for the Dudes. Arrived there, Buckeroo excused herself, and went out to hunt supper. Within half an hour she was back, dragging a steer whose neck she'd broken. Quickly she skinned him and strung him up on an improvised pit. During supper she, waving a steer's drumstick, led us in singing ul-lame, l-lome on the Range. As a special surprise Buckeroo had invited the lndians from the nearby reservation to come over. l shall never forget that last picture of Buckeroo Neiman and Chief false-front, mounted on their snow-white horses, as silhouetted against the darkening sky, they sang a la Nelson Eddy and jeanette MacDonald, a duet of The lndian FAMED U. S. SPY BACK When the Queen Marv docked this afternoon, she had as a passenger the most mysterious woman of all Europe, Mata l'lari Dubiske. Many of the world s most prominent men, dictators, kings, ambassadors, have fallen in love with the beautiful Mata l-lari Dubiske, only to be betrayed by her. just back from a spy assignment on the continent, it is supposed that Mata l-lari Dubiske will go immediately to Washington to make her report to the president himself. Madame president, well aware of Mata l lari's potent attraction, is said to be apprehensive over the visit. fnleavily veiled, Mata l-lari Dubiske was leaning, a melancholy figure, against the ship's rail, when found by reporters. She refused to be photographed, although she did raise the corner of her veil to let a particularly persuasive candid camera addict get a shot. Questioned about her activity in Europe, Mata l'lari Dubiske replied, l have inside information about everything. l know what country l'litler will 'receive' into the Reich next,l know what Schiaparelli will show this spring, and l know what the Duke of Windsor saw in Mrs. Simpson, Said Mata f'lari Dubiske, when interviewed about spying as a career, No, l wouldn't advise every girl to become a spy. lt's too gruellingf' l'ler secret fear, revealed Mata l-lari Dubiske, is that she may die of old age. l.ove Callnl GOODMANS NEW FIND MET BY A THOUSAND FANS IN DEARBGRN STATION Despite her arriving at Chicago at six A. M. this morning, Miss Betty Gillespie, Benny Goodmans new singing star, was met by a thousand fans, who wanted her to lead them then and there in a gigantic swing session. Miss Gillespie, dressed in a fitted black satin suit and pumps with six-inch heels-to give that illusion of hei ht- stepped off the train, crying to her admirers with her engaging smile, ul-lep Gatl put her in the groovel Swing itln When photographers asked for pictures of the famous Gillespie legs, she graciously consented, and lightly swung herself up to a sitting position on an orange stand. Miss Gillespie will open her first Chicago engagement to-night with Benny Goodmans Swing Band at the l-langover Club. She is noted for her song styling, in which she sings blues songs in her throaty contralto, while Benny Goodman goes to town on his trumpet. Swing cats say their combined style gives depth and soul to swing music. ln the world of entertainment, Miss Gillespie is considered best-dressed and best-looking of all the women of the theatre. Not conventionally beautiful, because of her extreme thinness-Miss Gillespie always keeps at least thirty pounds under- weight in order to have that Utransparent look -Miss Gillespie is possessed ofa smouldering beauty, which has been greatly intensified since she dyed her hair green. My secret of being so well-dressedn, declared Miss Gillespie, Hlies entirely in proper fitting. l always say whats the use of having a good figure if you don't show it. Therefore l hold my breath when l'm being fitted, and then when let it out, l look just as if l were poured into my clothesf, 60