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Davis Cup chances, the German stars are not good doubles players. I believe that it is possible for the United States to place a strong enough combination on the court to beat what­ ever European Zone team wins, and so get another opportunity to face for the cup. Some may wonder why I have not mentioned the Australian as a possible challenger from the European Zone, particularly in face of the fact that during the past winter all of us at one time or another, singly or col­ lectively, lost to the Aussies in their Nets own country. Round the World

Wilmer Allison, , and myself sailed for the between Land of the Southern Cross from San Francisco on October 5, 1932. We stopped over in Hawaii for a few days of exhibition matches and practice. Nations We were given a wonderful reception throughout the islands and were trans­ ported by air from place to place. The By two best players we faced were Dick and Bob Hoogs, former University of California stars. We were sorry to leave Honolulu, but did not realize the full extent of our misery until we were several days at sea. Our ship was an ancient vessel which had been used during service days, and I think all of us wished that, since some of the boats had to remain per­ manently in dry dock after the war, ours had been one of them. We en­ joyed a few hours' respite in the Fiji Islands. But we did not engage in any tennis and were thankful that the na­ tives were ignorant of the game. If they had been able to play us as we felt at that time, I am sure we would not have won the Fiji championship. (Continued on page 44)

has a tendency to pile up an early lead with ease and dispatch and then, just when you are certain that he is going to win, he "softens" his game, tries for impossible shots, and clowns his way to defeat. If the British could make this team Itotofolos of Austin and Perry really mad before an important match by giving them the kind of "fight" talk which most foot­ ball coaches employ, they should be able to conquer all of the European teams, including the German combination headed by Baron von Cramm. The baron is now about twenty-two. (in foreground) and , who His game is decidedly on the up-grade. will lead the 1933 British team into play Dr. , who ranks second to von Cramm in Germany, was not named on the German team. Von Cramm is a "Gledhill and myself think petition. The cup has been challenged wonderful singles player who can do al­ ive can beat any team sent for twenty-seven times. The United most anything while standing deep in States has been successful in winning the backcourt. Unfortunately for their against us." Here our na­ it on ten occasions while and tional champion shows you France have scored six victories each, the headliners of this coun­ and Great Britain five. try, Europe and Australia After being twice beaten by the in action—and estimates United States, Fi'ance, with her famous Musketeers, Rene , Jean Boro- our chances of capturing the tra, and Jacques Bru- Davis Cup gnon, finally defeated the Americans in 1927 and have since successfully de­ fended the cup. The United States is expected to face HE American Davis Cup team the winner of the European Zone. It is soon will be sailing for Europe difficult to select a favorite among the

with high hopes of reaching the many fine teams, which include those of •**^j. Tchallenge round and meeting the , Germany, Australia, Japan Mr French defenders again. There is no and Italy. I believe that England and prize in tennis quite so desirable as this Germany have the best chance to reach famous trophy, first presented for in­ the semifinal round. They have out­ ternational competition in 1900 by standing stars. Dwight Pilley Davis, former Secretary England can count upon the erratic of War, who was himself a member of but brilliant "Bunny" Austin and the the victorious American team of that dangerous Fred Perry. When Austin year. is on his game he is the equal of any Since then the greatest champions in man in the world, while Perry, if he Ellsworth Vines, 1932 national cham­ Above, Vivian McGrath, getting both the world have represented their re­ were more serious about his play, could pion, thinks we have a good chance hands into the backstroke; below, spective countries in this classic com­ pull Britain through to the finals. Fred to lift the Davis Cup this year Lester Stoef en, rising to an emergency

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A Short Short Story complete on this page By Rupert Hughes

HE Botkins' romance had begun right up and left the so well! Leo had been the piano- theater. Leo followed player in a shabby night club her, protesting and Twhere Rose sang. Sometimes she pleading, but she tried out his compositions on the cus­ stormed: tomers. They didn't "go so good" but "Is anything sacred she loved him all the more. Once, when between you and I?" He he was smothering her with his atten­ promised on his honor tions, she startled him by demanding: that he would never "Say, boy, who you thinkin' of whilst publish her again, but you're kissin' me?" she had her doubts. "What'd'ya mean?" he gasped. "Who Before long, just as would I be thinkin' of but you?" she feared, Leo's fa­ "Well, your mind ain't on your woik. mous song came out: Imaginin' I was somebody else?" Is Nothing Sacred to "Gee, no! But I was kind o' thinkin' You? of a tune. Goes like this." Somehow it Rose left him flat fitted Rose's very words and he worked and refused to see him it up into: again. Poor Leo was so lone­ Who are you thinking of ly that he began to pine Whilst you're kissing me? away. His music be­ When we're apart gan to pine away. His Who's got your heart? popularity began to Or are you really missing me? pine away. Whether "Grand!" she squealed. "It's sim- Rose took pity on him pully gra-and!" or on herself; whether "You inspired it," was his perfect she feared that she tribute, and she knew the supreme would crush him or that ecstasy of being a muse. Leo was so she would lose her ali­ excited by her excitement that he got mony, she consented to an arranger to write his song down, take him back on pro­ and he found a publisher who gave him bation. twenty-five dollars for all the rights. He was so happy now Then Rose and Leo got married. that he was utterly Before long Leo had another success miserable over how un­ —a hit he got out of a quarrel they had, happy he had been. He when she accused him of having a had to tell her all about swelled head: it and she felt so sorry for the pain she had in­ Who do you think you are ? Mario Cooper flicted that she begged When Rose heard that song she got right up and left the theater What do you think I am? him to forgive and for­ Why, I knew you when get the whole trouble. You hadn't a thin dime. He groaned: "It's forgiven, but I her. Leo, she noticed, seemed very sad. a story: a guy and a goil. He loves her, As Leo gleaned more successes, Rose can't never forget, never!" She recognized Sammy Mintz's voice: but—well—he lets his eyes roll. The gave up her night club, of course. Her She smiled: "It isn't forgiving, dear, "Say, Leo, I got a nidee for a song, only wife finds out. They have a nawful only public life was in her sayings, unless it's forgetting." a foist draff, y'unerstan': quarl. Finely they make up. He prom­ which were sung by the whole nation. "What's that?" he gasped, lifting his "Your mother scrubbed a lobby, ises to go straight and she says—in Publishers competed for Leo. As his head like a startled deer. "What you Your father dug a sewer; rhyme, of course—'Well, I'll forgive fame increased he accumulated a cabi­ say then?" But you're a swell so nobby. you but I can't never forget that you net of literary and musical aides and Her heart stopped. She repeated the And yet your heart is pure." toined me off for anotha.' And he sings advisers. Rose called them "stooges." line grimly: "I said, 'It isn't forgiving somethin' like this: His songs were written now in long unless it's forgetting.' " Leo did not speak, but Gus Roseman conferences, usually in the dining-room. could be heard: "Why's a sewer got to "It isn't forgiving unless it's forgetting. Rose grew weary of these unending TTIS eyes seemed to turn inward and run through a classy song? Take it Our May'll be December wrangles. She began to tire of being -*--•• withdraw. She felt that she could out." If you always remember set to music. It seemed as if every­ see his soul inside reaching for a pencil. Mintz tried again: "How would this The sins my heart is regretting. thing she said got hitched to a tune. He was hopeless. She refused to go be: Do-day-de-di-do-de-dotten She said to Leo once: "Why, I got no on with it and left him flat. . . . Months "Your mother scrubbed a floor. It isn't forgiven unless it's forgotten." more privation than a goldfish. I might went by and Rose heard that Leo was Your father dug a ditch; "It's gotta be woiked ova, but the as well be livin' in a loud-speaker." pining away again and his sales were But you're as sweet and pure main thing is to find a good rhyme for To appease her, Leo bought her a dia­ falling off again. In fact, he fell a lit­ As if you'd been born rich." forgotten." mond with an orchid stuck in it. She tle behind on her alimony. That touched They raised a riot. Roseman growled, was touched by this, but she said: "I her to the quick. She went to see his "How you gona rhyme 'floor' with "D OSE was sick at heart. The others feel so awkward wearin' an orchid. A publisher about that. Mr. Proner wel­ 'pure' unless you say 'poor'?" -'•*' were in an uproar. Leo was himself hollyhawk would suit me better." comed her effusively, and no wonder. "You might make it an Irish song. again. The master had returned to the She thought she saw his eyes bug out It was like having a lost gold mine come Them harps says 'flure' for 'floor,'" good old stuff. The pot was berling at that, but nothing happened till he walking into your office. He beamed on Mintz persisted. again. All they needed was the rhyme took her to the opening of a new musi­ her. He smothered her fat hands in his As Rose knew all too well, it was thus for "forgotten." They all thought of cal show. One of the interpolated num­ fatter hands. that great songs were written. Infi­ one, but no one breathed it. Leo him­ bers was one of his, and it went: "I hope Mrs. Botkin has come to say nite patience! Infinite attention to de­ self spoke it on a sudden note of gran­ she'll collobarate with Leo once again tail! But Leo did not join the battle. deur: Why did you send me an orchid? in those fine ideas you gave him." Rose's heart ached for the poor darling, It only makes me feel aivkivard! "No! The rhyme for this song is "Collaborate my eyes!" said Rose. brooding over her absence, no doubt. 'rotten'! It's too poissonal. It's sa­ I'm far more at home "I've come for my divorce royalties." Maybe she'd better take him back. Then cred to me. That song will never be With a rose I have grown, "Rerlties are far and few between his voice stole through the glass, dis­ written." Or a violet all covered ivith dew. for Leo these days. His life is sperled. mal but overflowing with mortal mean-, "Oh, yes, it will!" Rose cried as she A hollyhock tall He vants you, he neets you. He woiks ing: Swung the door open. "I got no right Or a daisy so small here now with his steff of collobarators. "Sammy, your idea's no use. What to rob the univoise of your genius. Suits me to a T, hut I'm, awkivard Take a peek at him how he woiks, how people want nowadays is dialogue songs, I'd rather live in the little old loud­ In orchids blue he is." songs that has cute expressions in 'em, speaker than try to get along without From you. He led her through a corridor. He things people say. That gives 'em heart you. Come on and set me to music. When Rose heard that song she got put a chair next to a glass door and left int'rust, makes 'em realitous. Here's Let's go home and colloborate."

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