Moma & Momo

When hard, chic women are to be judged according to the scantiness of their pajamas or the tint to which they have burned their skins at Deauville or Juan-les-Pins, soft, squashy, exquisite Baron Maurice de Rothschild is generally on hand to pass on their face and form. The women call him "Momo" and his pajamas are a sight to rival theirs. In France he used to be regularly elected Deputy because he bought his rural constituents so many free drinks and livestock. That scandal won him the distinction of being one of the few French Deputies ever unseated for bribery by his legislative peers. Later he was discreetly elected Senator. Lately he reached the U. S. from Asia on a tour around the world. Paris chuckled last week at news that "Momo," pulling a solemn face, had visited the U. S. Senate, steered by California's Hiram Johnson who guided his flaccid right hand into the rough-textured paw of Vice President John Garner. Paris was not surprised that "Momo," before reaching Washington, had visited the Chicago Century of Progress and care fully inspected that show's latest thing in painted nudity -- Miss Mona Leslie who pops up out of a fountain, does a dance and finally plunges into a pool. As a judge of Mona no doubt "Momo" is peer less but Paris, jealous of the safety of her franc on the gold standard, resented the implied opinion of francs and French securities expressed by Baron Maurice de Rothschild to Chicago reporters: "Any one who has money would be wise to in vest it in United States dollars or Government bonds. That is my opinion. War or revolution will not strike America, but in Europe, no matter how secure we may become financially, the forces of war or revolution are seething."

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