Show Cult of Beauty Is Worlds World's One Hope Says S ys Mile Mlle Sorel Sore By CECILE CECILS SOREL The Most Beautiful Woman in France According to Marshal Foch PARIS June 4 Special to Universal Service When Service When I visited the Humorists Humorists' Humorists Humorists' Humorists Humorists' Humor Humor- salon and did clil my best to smash the hideous cartoon which libelously bears my name I had waited twenty I minutes before I could get anywhere near the picture so tremendous was the crowd Great queues of I people were lined up along the sidewalks out out- side Hundreds of limousines were ranged along the opposite ite curb A special force of police policemen en was necessary necessary necessary essary to keep order ThE These people had come to see see see- what Cancerous of ot paint put into shape by the satirical hands of a small group of mistaken men i with warped souls Every phase of I the 1 sort of life one instinctively I I shrinks from If one has any love of pf beauty was here displayed d In all aU its i sordid silliness silliness ugly ugly women wrin wrin- I kled men Impossible animals gro gro- tesque gods stabbed on canvases in paints until it l looked as though all aU the colors of he rainbow had fallen to earth and been reassembled by a hand which considered itself more knowing than the Almighty Genuine humor there was none SatIre Satire Sat Sat- ire there was plenty and I often think that satire is the very antithesis ot of art for nil all art is beautiful and satIre satire sat sat- ire has only the ugliness o vulgarity vulgar Vulgarity vulgar Vulgar- ity as an appeal to o uncultured minds After I Iliad had struggled away from the I i Humorists' Humorists s salon lon I felt contaminated unclean So on my way to the house on the Qua Quat Voltaire l I directed my chauffeur to drive to the Louvre hopIn hopIng hop hop- In ing to purify myself in the atmosphere atmosphere atmos atmos- phere of pf genuine beauty and art which surrounds you from he the the m moment ment you OU ent enter r th thre rc I met five people in the Louvre five people out ot of two millions come to admire the greatest artistic i I tion in irs the world It was like the tomb of beauty And over oyer there on the Rue flue la Ia Boltie thousands thousands literally thousands thousands pushing pushing and struggling to get into a salon dedicated to a debased conception of ot the noble quality of humor I came away from the Louvre vinced that convinced convinced con con- France can no longer to be a claim beauty loving thousands nation That of people gling to vi vIew vi-cw w a vulgar should be struggling a soul soui be found cartoon and not before th the Giaconda absolutely passes m my comprehension Beauty has been called weapon It is also her womans woman's best finest The worlds world's greatest quality have statues would WOUla not been carved the splendid worlds world's most I paintings could not have painted the worlds world's been could not have supreme books been that the tue bea written writt-en except beauty ty of ot women had their authors inspired Therefore in turning beauty away from in spurning nine attrib attribute te Frenchman this tills noblest feminine femi femi- the loss lose of or that divine are risking has been the essence which greatest men inspiration of l Frances France's I In mistaking vulgar people e are forgetting satire for Cor art while hile that art creates crates satire is a a. out all an that destroyer Art rt picks Is s pure and divine woman and in a puts It on canvas it or indelibly in carves stone Satire Satin mercilessly with sharp little tools bit I of the ever every women women for for which Is in Jn pV te term exa perfection is l an exposes expOSE'S It to the exaggerates it t and It Is th the divine derision of fools duty uty o of to defend womankind beauty which is strike with art and to possess at the whatever weapons they I I things miserable r bl who use the dirt in Jn crawling to defile their souls virgin canvas canvas' 1 It I Ito was Was' for this I as I did at the reason that I acted not to defend Humorists Humorists' salon alon and mys myself lf which In its against an Insult l ly personal sense was laughable merel mere mere- i I I I I I |