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[[newspaper clippings]] [[Left Column]] Pass Pass Mr. Huske sat South, and was a little surprised when the Dummy went down, that his partner held only three hearts. He quickly put his feeling of distress aside, however, and formulated a plan whereby he was able to make his contract. The Opening lead was a diamond, and he deliberately shortened his long trump hand at once by failing to play the Ace from Dummy. Everything was dependent on the Location of the club Queen, so at Trick 2 he led a heart, winning with the King in Dummy. At Trick 3 he played a club and finessed the Ten, West winning with the Ace. West led a second diamond, hoping to drive the Ace from Dummy, but Mr. Huske again refused to release this card and instead trumped with the heart 10 in his own hand. He now led the Ace, leaving himself with no trumps and Dummy with only one. West still had two trumps, but was perfectly helpless from this point on, as, no matter when he chose to use his trumps, he could not afterwards avoid leading a diamond into Dummy's Ace and allowing Declarer to make his necessary finesses. A hand of this type is very unusual, inasmuch as it is customary in playing four-card suits to avoid ruffing as much as possible. This hand can only be made through deliberate shortening of trumps, and Mr. Huske is to be congratulated on choosing this method of play as the only one possible to make his contract. [[end Left column]] [[start Right column]] expected to reach the Gare Saint-Lazare about 6.12 p.m. and that of the Manhattan about 10.25 p.m. Among other passengers on the Manhattan are: Irving A. Lindberg, Nicaraguan minister to Germany; Dita Parlo, German actress who has been making films at Hollywood, and T. Archer Morgan, vice-president of the Baltimore Mail Line, returning form a short business trip. [[line]] CHRISTMAS SCENES. The front page of the Christmas rotogravure section, issued with next Sunday's paper, is a display of typical Christmas pictures. [[line]] [[advertisement]] If you are going to Paris visit the marvel of luxury Hotel Pierre [[?]] All rooms with bath, direct phone and private toilet. Ozone ventilation. Silent call signals. Elevator both ways. Prices: from 30 to 60fr. First-class restaurant: 18 to 25fr. including wine Stations: Taxis, Subway, Bus, Street Cars, all directions Ask printed notice No. 1:25 ev. Pierre [[?]] de Serbie 118 Ch. Elysees [[end first clipping]] [[start 2nd clipping]] [[portion of cartoon]] BY THREE BARBERS AND HESITATES ABOUT SELECTING ONE FOR FEAR. HE WILL OFFEND THE OTHER TWO - WEBSTER [[image: part of a checkered floor]] [[symbol: copyright]][[?]] [[line]] Letters from the Herald's Mailbag [[line]] Indignation Over Museums. Paris, December 5 To the Editor of The New York Herald: I have read with amazement the interview printed in The New York Herald of December 1, in which M. Rene Huyghe of the Louvre asserts that American museums "cater to the crowds," but that French museums "care to please only those who already have a considerable background of culture." I am no museum expert, but I have seen some of our American museums in New York, Cleveland and Detroit, and I remember nothing that so "caters to the crowd" as the Salon Carre of the[[remaining text cut off]] [[end left column]] [[start right column]] cannot see it. You look to the right and view a huge oil sign instead of the little ancient village on top of the hill. You look to the left, and instead of the blue sea you are forced to contemplate a poster celebrating a certain brand of sausage which does not hesitate to defame the name of Mistral's heroine. Then from the Promenade des Anglais at night when you look up towards the chateau, you have to be reminded of a liqueur, whose name is shining on the mount. Of course there is a certain poetry in a fine old liqueur, but truly one can but be disgusted at seeing beautiful Provence, the Provencia Romana of Caesar, the land of beauty of the poet Mistral, turned by modern acquisitiveness into an advertising-ground for sausage and gasoline. PHELPS MORANE. [[line]] Poetry for a Change. Paris, December 5. To the Editor of The New York Herald: May we have a rest for awhile from the "bloody," "gobs," "nudes" and ditties on dates, all of which were "okay" in their way, but let us have a bit of poetry for a change. Can and will someone furnish the other two or three verses of William Herbert Carruth's poem entitled "Each in his own Tongue," one verse of which is all I can remember, and is as follows: A fire mist and a planet, A crystal and a cell: A jelly fish and a saurian And caves where cavemen dwell:
