56 JOURNAL OF THE SOCIETY OF COSMETIC CHEMISTS after the wedding there was no more of the "das Leben ist kein Schleck." Life was now interesting and with a new happiness. Associates and friends say a great change came over Emil. All at once he became mel- lowed. Where formerly he occasionally gave his less gifted friends short shrift, he now became patient with their shortcomings. He was now anxious to assist all with whom he came in contact. Yes indeed, there came a great change in this man and the change was brought about by a petite French blonde who addresses him as "Chou-Chou." To get particulars about Emil's personal life is like pulling hen's teeth. Worse, he seems to have all his intimate friends and associates absolutely in cahoots with him. You ask them for an anecdote about this man--Emil Klarmann, and they hand you a typewritten statement which has as much meat in it as the stew at a 42nd Street cafeteria. But by talking with them I was able to get a few tasty morsels of gossip which I just can't wait to pass along to you. This sedate scholar had a pretty good voice, and at least two other associates, Moritz Dittmar and Hugo Laschinger, also had properly pitched voices to work out harmonies. Knowing Emil's profound taste in the field of music, I assumed they did operatic choral selections and the like. But no, no indeed. Their specialty was student songs as they are loosely called in Europe. In fact there is one I'd like to know more about myself that discusses "a crocodile that swam in the Danube," sung best in the original German. There was also a Christmas party at the plant one year. The mood was gay. Emil was sitting before a bowl of soup. As he was looking at it to determine the proportions of Vegetable, Meat, Water--kersplash--a hard roll from across the room landed right in the middle of the bowl. His tie and vest were ruined. While his disciplined restraint was sorely tried, it withstood the test. Yes, here is a man of bold decisions. He delights in toil. He thinks much, perhaps even broods on himself, but not for himself. A fiery thinker, he can throw a hail of words in shrewd, yet charitable comment. His is the authority of long experience in thoroughness. His mind uniquely combines idealistic turbulence with clarity of expression, and rhapsodic ambition with practical capacity. Music Like the great Bach who also started with the violin, Emil put aside the instrument under the pressure of mounting responsibilities to devote more time to his work. In its place he turned to passive enjoyment of music through the medium of recordings. It must have been a heavy personal letdown, for starting back, actually in his childhood, he had entertained at concerts of the conservatory, and his fellow officer candidates in the army,

EMIL G. KLARMANN, THE MAN 57 later organizing and playing in a chamber music group at Halle. On arrival in the United States he joined the New Jersey Symphony Orchestra and stayed with it for about ten years. Today one rarely finds him at home without hearing the strains of music of some kind playing on the phonograph. If it is an organ toccata by Bach raising the roof, one knows that he has had a trying time of something. But if it is a Brahms string quartet, then all must have been pretty well and pleasant. His excursions into the musical world give him mental purification..When one asks him what composer and music he likes best, the reply is quick and certain--Brahm's chamber music. Actually it isn't instrumental music alone that he likes, for voice in all of its uses holds great appeal as well. While his favorite opera is "Tristan und Isolde" (having seen and heard it from both sides of the opera house), his taste in music and opera is truly catholic, embracing everything from the earliest Italians to the most modern Russians. PHOTOGRAPHY AND TRAVEL Emil became interested in photography at around the age of nine or ten years. Truly, at this age, he even specified the kind of camera he wanted from his father--and got it. He installed a darkroom in his mother's kitchen, processing the film himself. In later years his travels throughout many parts of Europe, Canada, these many United States, most of the widely separated West Indies, Central and South America, gave him countless opportunities to practice photography. The thousands of color slides in his collection would raise the envy of no less than the editor of The National Geoo•raphic. I have seen some of them and in truth they are rich, fascinating, vivid, and per- fectly composed. In his travels he has been, at times, the guest of government officials who placed conveniences at his disposal, enabling him to follow his photographic and archeological desires. DANCING Believe it or not, Emil must be the best chemist dancer in the world. My wife and I (even our children) have seen him dance several times. He is the personification of ease and grace. Make it a foxtrot, waltz, tango, rhumba, samba, or calypsomthey are all easy to him. Last summer in Los Angeles at the New Statler Terrace Room, a famous orchestra began one of the rhythmic Latin American dances. A lot of couples were on the floor-- and the Klarmanns. It was just a matter of time before they made room and formed a circle at the sides of the dance floor. My eleven-year-old daughter nodded to the dancers and asked, "Daddy why can't you dance like Dr. Klarmann ?"