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Kipling
was Wrong!
S my title suggests. Kipling wasn't right when he came to philosophizing on the West anii the East. He referred to the East Indies and England when he said in his poem . . and never the twain shall meet," and not to Jajian. judging from the Occidental experiences of our two screen Japanese. Sessue Hayakawa, and his chic wife, Tsuru Aoki.
The Hayakawas are typically products of this countr>' though both were bom in the land of cherr>' blossoms and Mme. Butterflies. When Leopold Godowsky, the piano virtuoso, once told me that I would be surprised when I met them at the dinner he was giving in their honor. 1 refused to think that I should be. But now. after an acquaintance of several months with the man whom David Wartield once termed the screen's greatest dramatic actor. Im forced to believe that I erred seriously.
In the first place, the Hayakawas live in a great, oldEnglisb-I'ooking manse that sets on top of a hill in HolK-wood. It looks on the outside something like one of those old feudal castles that you've undoubtedly seen in old-time woodcits. and inside it's still more perplexing.
As you go in you see a large room furnished after the prevalent modernistic style. A huge velvet carpet on the floor. A di\-an against one wall: a large librar>table in the center of the room. Paintings of trees and things hung on the walls. .A fireplace along one end of the room, on whose mantelpiece is a combination of bric
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a-brac Japanese and American. The library, too. is a surprise. Tiers of bookcases. Paintings and tapestries on the walls. A portrait of Hayakawa over the door that leads into the dining room, which is just exactly the same as ten million other dining rooms in homes of luxury, with its silver and cut-glass service, its polished mahogany appointments and its cool, gray rug overspreading the floor. The music room, on the north end of the house, has its babygrand piano, its victrola. its music cabinet. Walls in (Continued on page 124)
TTic slio-wplace of Sliogun Scssuc, in — yes. Hollywood. The lady at the piano is Tsuru Aoki-Hayakawa, Vk'ho was a celebrity before her husband.