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Baked Beans and Bizet
Doris May's hobbies are just as far apart as the distance from the piano to the kitchen.
By J. Stewart Woodhouse
BAKED beans in an Aztec pot — and Bizet on a baby grand. There's a combination for you, and when you have Doris
May in the r — —
middle of it [ there's little to long for.
She was at the piano when I went to call, and when I urged that she play for me she began one of those things that you've
And here are the beans, in their Aztec pot.
Bizet reigns here, when Doris plays.
always known and can't remember the name of when you most want to.
"It's the Toreador Song from 'Carmen; of course," laughed Doris Avhen I asked about it. "Bizet is the composer. I like it, even though it is played to death, don't you?"
In a case like that a man always says "Yes," of course, and I was just preparing to when Doris, with a cry of "Beans!" leaped up from the piano bench and dashed kitchenward. I promptly hurdled a taboret and two floor pillows and brought up the rear of the procession, making good time, I supposed, but when I arrived Doris, with a ruffly pink apron over her dress, was bent over a strange-looking piece of pottery.
"The ancient Aztecs made it, and it's my magic bean pot," she explained, ladling out a spoonful of the contents for me to sample. "Won't you stay to lunch'and have some beans ?"
Would I ? I would — and I did.
And during luncheon Doris' mother told me about how Doris accompanied the great violinist, Jan Kubelik, when she was just a youngster, and about a lot of other things like that which proved that she was nothing less than an infant prodigy. Then we talked of Doris' work with Charlie Ray, when she was known as "Doris Lee," and of how it led to her present engagement as an Ince star.
And Doris, modestly blushing, said nothing arid served beans. Now perhaps you. like Doris, like her music best. Perhaps, like the public in general, you prefer her pictures. But give me her beans !