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At the

HONG KONG HOTEL

THIS WEEK'S DINNER DANCES

TO-NIGHT and FRIDAY

In the ROOF GARDEN

With :-

VERA LOVE and her FESTIVE FOLLIES MAURICE DUFOUR and his ACCORDEON NORMAN BROOKS' BAND

Admission: $1.

SATURDAY in the ROOF GARDEN

(Extension till 2 a.m.)

Entertainment by the above Artists.

Dinner $7. After Dinner Admission, $2.

AND on SUNDAY, 17th JAN. (from 5-8 p.m.) SPECIAL FAREWELL TEA DANCE

to VERA LOVE and her FESTIVE FOLLIES with ART CARNEIRO'S BAND

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Admission: $2 per person.

The Hong Kong & Shanghai Hotels, Ltd.

THE CHINA MAIL THURSDAY SUPPLEMENT, JANUARY 14, 1937 S

WHISTLING.

ON THE

PANO

THIS is the last of a series of ingenious piano lessons.

The principal idea is that anything you can whistle you

can play on the piano. The course consists of four lessons, and after the fourth lesson we will give you a number of tunes set down according to the system of numbering you will have learned. By this method you can play by ear, with a simple harmonising bass at the left hand, and with full four-note chords at the right, any simple melodies that you can hum or * whistle. Charts can be purchased at Moutrie's.

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LESSON FOUR

{CCASIONALLY it is necessary to use some half tones.

Here are 3 and all you will ever need. A half number, such as 54, for example, is found between 5 and 6, 11⁄2 between 1 and 2, etc.

Use same fingers on these numbers as in all other chords. The bass for each of these half chords is as follows: The two. middle numbers for this chord 1 and 2 with left hand fingers in the octave below the right hand. First three numbers als harmonize for bass. Here are the other two half chords:

462-42/ 13-3—6—125

These three half chords are minors.

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MY WIFE'S A DEAR! SHE MADE

THIS TIE

FOR ME OUT

OF HER OLD

BATHING COSTUME!

BUT YOU SOUGHT YOURSELF

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DOORBELLS

NUMBERING THE KEYS HERE are eighty-eight keys on all standard piano keyboards, but they represent only the various place- ments of seven different notes. Num- bers are used in this method in place of key names, to designate the seren different keys. The black keys are ~ numbered one, two, three, five, six, and the white keys that are used in this method are numbered four and seven. as shown on the keyboard chart placed behind the kers in the illustration above. The chart shows one octave.

But as she walked up Park Avenue all her confidence seemed to evaporate. After all, she was not so clever. A good inter- viewer would not have run away in the mid- dle of an interview, no matter what happen- ed. A good interviewer saw people not as human beings but as so many marks on a tabulation sheet. Lucy became conscious that her back ached, that her legs were tired. that her head felt heavy.

But she wouldn't give up yet. Turning into Eighty-third Street she walked into the vestibule of the nearest house, and, finding the door unlocked, walked up one fight and pushed a button marked Beal.

There was a sound of light footsteps, and then a small, bright-eyed old lady open- ed the door-not cautiously, not suspiciously, Her but with a wide, hospitable gesture. smile was so welcoming that Lucy" felt sud- denly ashamed of her mission.

"I'm afraid I've made a mistake," she said.

"Really?" said the old lady trustfully. Whom did you want. my dear?"

Well. I-I'm making a survey.” And then her weariness betrayed her. "It would probably only bore you" she said.

"A survey," the old lady repeated. "Are you from a department store? My neigh- bour, Mrs. Johnson, was telling me about 'a nice young lady who came the other day to ask some questions about August fur sales. Mrs. Johnson said the young lady explained very interestingly how the information help- ed the store to please their customers.”

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my! I haven't answered your question, have I? I believe I'll just say yes."

"What-what quality," asked Lucy, her voice curiously ragged, "do you admire most in a man?"

"That's very easy. Gentleness. A man who's gentle, no matter what his faults, is- well, he's a gentleman, isn't, he, my dear?" Mrs. Beal chuckled a little at her joke.

Gentleness." wrote Lucy in a straggling, unfamiliar hand. “Who is your favourite- but probably you haven't a favourite movie actor." she said, violating rule number one: Never prejudice the subject.

"Indeed 1 bave I admire Mr. Laughton, and Mr. Arliss is a very fine actor, but do you know"-Mrs. Beal laughed softly my very favourite is Mr. Leslie Howard, because he is so like Mr. Beal as a young man. Isn't that silly in an old lady like me?"

**I think it's lovely," said Lucy, and burst into tears.

Instantly Mrs. Beal was all gentle ma- ternal solicitude. "Oh, my poor tired child, why didn't I realize? Letting you sit there that way when you're just completely ex- hausted. You must lie right down. while **

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"Oh, no, thank you. I can't!" Lucy struggled to her feet. "It's very kind of you, but I must go, really. I don't know why- I'm so ashamed," she said wildly, "but I must I most hurry.”

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“Well, if you're sure you feel strong enough." Mrs. Beal looked worried. "Bat must promise to take a cab, and go straight to bed as soon

"Yes, oh, yes, I will much!"

This survey." said Lucy stolidly, Jon

about men."- And waited for the door to close in her face.

But. "Men" exclaimed the old lady. "Well, now, that sounds entertaining. Tm not going to pretend I'm an authority on the subject." she said, with an arch toss of the bead, "but after fifty years of marriage one knows something about men. Come in, may dear."

The room into which she led the way was quiet and peaceful: a room with a ples- santly lived-in air. A bird cage hung near one window, shrouded now by a green baize cover from behind which came soft, sleepy chirps. In an armchair sat an old man, "of large frame, but thin, and quiet with the quiet of convalescence.

“Hush, Freddie, you must go to sleep Jike a good boy," said the old lady, addresS- ing the bird cage. “Siz down, dear.”

Rightly assuming this last remark to be reant for her, Lacy sat down and smiled timidly at the old man, whose face was turn- ed in her direction. The thin face remained grave, neither hostile nor welcoming. Lucy wandered what he would think of her ques- tions and whether, if he stayed in the room. his wife would answer truthfully.

"This is my husband," said the old lady. "You mustn't mind that he seems to izmore you. Mr. Beal," she said, and her voice was matter-of-fact, "does not see or hear any

more."

She laid her hand on the old man's shoulder, and at the touch his face lit up in a smile. "Now, then! What do we do first?**

"Do

Lucy drew out a questionasire. you," she asked for the twenty-third time, "believe that opposites attract ?"!

"Well, that's a hard one!" exclaimed Mrs. Beal. "People say they do, but I don't believe you can just answer yes or no.. You take my daughter, now-that's her picture on the piano, behind you-she and her hus band are quite a little alike. But my hus- band and I are as different as can be, and You always were. Mr. Beal is a big man.

can see that, even though the poor darling is so thin just now. He has been ill, of course, and then the heat-I declare, these warzi days, he doesn't eat much more than Freddie. do you, dear?" She turned her head, and, miraculously, the old man smiled.

"Whereas I've always been just as you see me, no bigger than a minute. And then- Mr. Beal is a quiet person, whilst Tm a re- gular fussbudget. But we make allowances for each other." She nodded happily. "Oh,

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Lucy hurried down the stairs. It wasn't Zar. Just down nine blocks and over two. till you came to a red brick house with white steps. But she took a cab, because her legs were so tired. Then up three flights and to the left.

In answer to her ring a young man came to the door. He was a big, fair young man. he wore a blue shirt and in his left hand he held a can-opener. He looked at Lucy.

"I'm an interviewer," she said. "To" -a phrase of Mr. Laban's had popped into her mind-measuring attitudes."

"You

"I see," said the young man. mean, measuring people for attitudes? Be- cause, if that's it, I don't need an attitude. I've got one.”

"I know,” said Lucy. · “May I come in, anywayTM

"Well"—the young man looked behind him doubtfully-"if you don't mind a little disorder"

"I don't," said Lucy. She walked into a small living room furnished in "Early American style. “It looks nice,” she said, and stood still for a moment. "Look." She drew out a questionnaire and banded it. to the young man. “Ask me the questions. Read the first one. Aload”

He nodded, and read carefully, "Do you believe that opposites attract?" He looked" up from the paper. "Well, do you?”

"Yes, certainly. Don't bother with the Dext Skip to number seven.”

"If you had to choose," the young man began, and then his mouth set in a hard, bitter line. "Isn't this rather unnecessary? You made your choice pretty plain three weeks ago. All right, you've got your career.: I'm not going over that argument again."

"What about that place in the country that can be bought for practically nothing?" place that's really in the country and still asked Lacy in no special tone. The little

close enough to commute?”

The young man looked at her, his eyes wary. "You mean-" he said tentatively. and came a little closer. "But you wouldn't.” like commuting-every, day,” he said,

"Certainly not," said Lucy. “But what. kind of an argument is that, when I won't be commuting every day" The young man was so close" now that she could easily. Isy her head on his shoulder, so she did... "I can't be out gadding the whole time,” she saíč, "reproving. I have to stay home and take care of my house and my garden.”