The January 1937 issue of Story magazine contained a short story about a New Year’s Eve party thrown on December 31, 1930 in Vienna by an American journalist and his wife. The twelve-page story, with the title “Another Year,” was written by Frances Gunther, wife of journalist and author John Gunther. It is autobiographical, or at least semi-autobiographical.
The lead characters in the story are Steve and his wife, whose name we never learn, but who is telling the story from her perspective (since she has no name, I refer to her as “Mrs. Steve). Aside from Steve and Mrs. Steve, whom we recognize as John and Frances, many of the story’s characters are identifiable as friends and colleagues of the Gunthers in the Anglo-American journalist community living in Vienna in December 1930.
The story provides some insight into the lives of the people in this group at this specific time and place.
It suggests the group had its libidinous elements. Apparently, the sexually charged atmosphere of fin de siècle Vienna had survived, in some measure, World War I and the fall of the Hapsburgs.
Also through this story, readers learn more about Frances Gunther, who lived in the shadow of the man who was her husband from 1927 to 1944. Even more, the story provides another perspective of Frances and John’s relationship, a subject prominent in the roman à clef, The Lost City, that John first wrote in 1937 and 1938, though it was not published until 1964. The relationship had both its exciting and sad elements, and the short story illustrates, in its own way, why.
The Short Story: “Another Year”
The short story can be summarized as follows:
Plans for a New Year’s Eve Party
The story begins with Steve and his wife talking to Clive Dennis and Kate Pond. The first two had recently arrived in Vienna, where he was a foreign correspondent for an American newspaper. Clive and Kate, also American journalists, had been there for a few months. The four were discussing different members of the foreign journalist community in Vienna when Clive complained about the tame New Year’s Eve party given the previous year by the Schnabels. He asked, “What the hell kind of party is this: No drinking, no smoking, no kissing?”
Steve offered to hold the next New Year’s Eve party at the large apartment he and his wife have rented. He said, “We’ll show ‘em what a New Year’s Eve party is, won’t we kid?” His wife replied, “Sure, we’ll show ‘em.”
The Party Begins
Sixty people showed up for the party. The centerpiece was a pig: “There was a great pig’s head in the middle, surrounded by lots of little pig’s heads and roast ribs of pork and, of course, hams.” The punch was as “smooth as nothing on the tongue, but with a lift like a skyrocket.”
At midnight, with the house lights off, people waved sparklers and shouted “PROSIT NEUJAHR,” clicked glasses and ate Lebkuchen and pigs head, especially the nose, “which is extra good luck, especially if you keep it in your purse all year.”
Until three, the party was a huge buzzing crowd. As Steve’s wife described it, “It was all crowd, crowd noise, crowd smell, crowd feel. A babel of crowd.” She liked this: it was too loud for people to spill their souls, to make connections, to tell their stories. All that could be said was things such as “Hello—everything’s swell—have a drink—swell--drink.”
The Party Dramas
The crowd at the party started thinning after three a.m. and the small dramas began heating up. These dramas stemmed largely from the relationships different people brought to the party. Much of the dramas had to do with sex.
Lee Pugh, Mrs. Foster, and Miss Libby
At the center of one small drama was Lee Pugh, described by Mrs. Steve as “one of our best friends, who covered for a half a dozen papers under various names.” When the party was being planned, he had told Steve that he wished that Mrs. Foster would not be invited to the party. Apparently, she often joined the journalists at their café, and Pugh thought she was pursuing him. He told Steve, “That woman’s a nymphomaniac, that’s what she is – the way she goes after a guy – je-sus!”
Kate, on the other hand, wanted her invited. She told Mrs. Steve that Mrs. Foster, a psychology professor at a woman’s college on a study leave in Vienna, is “a splendid woman.” Kate said, “Pugh makes me sick. Every time a woman looks past him to look at a clock, he thinks she is trying to get her claws into him. Just because the Countess hangs onto him like a bug on flypaper, he thinks every other woman is crazy about him too. He makes me sick.” Mrs. Steve remarked elsewhere, “Every woman who wants to get beaten up is attracted to Pugh.”
The party hosts invited Mrs. Foster to the party as well as Miss Libby, a young woman who was crazy about Pugh. Though he actively disliked Mrs. Foster, Pugh just ignored young Miss Libby.
Mason, Franzi, Mr. Daggett, and Miss Libby
Another small drama in the short story involves a character named Mason, who has just returned from a reporting trip to India, and his “girl,” Franzi. According to Mrs. Steve, “Franzi was young. She was no great beauty. But she was all young, her eyes were young, her breasts were young, her thighs were young.”
Mason and Franzi were enthralled by each other and obviously in love. However, Franzi had been the secretary of Mr. Daggett, another journalist who “is the author of a half dozen standard works on European politics.” Mrs. Steve had learned from Steve that Daggett had either had something going with Franzi, or had wanted to. He is at the party with his wife, whom he evidently detests.
As Mason and Franzi danced and reveled in their mutual attraction, Daggett watched Franzi, his eyes “glued to her thighs.” His wife watched him watch Franzi and suggested that it was time to go home. He replied to her angrily. Mrs. Steve noted, “You could see him hating her because Mason had taken Franzi from him—as if it were her fault.” Mason was upset at Daggett for staring at Fritzi. She was embarrassed. The two lovers soon slipped away from the party.
About this time, Miss Libby was leaning against the bar. According to Mrs. Steve, “she was very tall and wore a long dark dress opening down the front to about her belly button.”
Miss Libby had talked to everyone at the party, except Pugh, “who was the only one she wanted.” Mrs. Steve observed, “No matter whom she talked to, she kept looking around to Pugh, as if she were a sunflower and he the sun.” Daggett came over to her and after some inebriated chatting, they both disappeared from the room. His wife -- “handsomely gowned” with “fine intelligent blue eyes”, but “heavily made up and henna-ed” -- pretended she didn’t notice.
Steve’s “Little Russian Dancer” and Tony
The third small drama concerns Steve’s “little Russian dancer.” His wife had suggested she be invited to the party. Steve said that he thought she would be out of town. Mrs. Steve said, “Why not call her up to find out.” He said, “Oh you call her up.” She said “Yes, and then I suppose you’ll want me to put her in bed with you and tuck you both in.” Steve said, “You have the brightest ideas darling.” When invited to the party, the dancer agreed to come as long as she could bring along a female friend.
In an early morning hour, Mrs. Steve observed Steve “playing with the little Russian dancer.” According to her, “She wore a bright red dress and she was even younger than Franzi, though she looked older and not so pure.” When Steve asked, the little Russian dancer told him she was seventeen.
About that time, Mrs. Steve danced with Tony, “a beautiful boy who writes music or something.” He subtly solicited her interest, but she refused to show any, though if she were seventeen, she thought, she was sure she would.
Then the Party Ends
As the hour nears 6 a.m. the party begins to wind down. Steve spots three gatecrashers who have arrived and cheerfully introduces them to everyone. Mrs. Foster, with her “gold hair, black gown, bare back and diamante,” says, “Three men. Did I hear that three new men had arrived?” Not long after, she disappeared from the party with them, never to return. Steve remarked, “Pretty swell course in psychology that must be.”
Daggett and Miss Lilly return and, Mrs. Steve observed that “the miracle of the flesh has performed its beneficent wonder. Daggett’s face was still red, but the hate had gone out of his eyes, he was just drowsy and peaceful.” He and his wife soon left the party.
Thinking about how Steve had so much enjoyed the little Russian dancer, Mr. Steve considers asking Steve to take her home and she would “keep Tony here.” Then, she thought, “You’re a fool, it’s another year – still another new year – one more again – and you can’t go back to that sort of thing.”
Pugh started to leave. Libby followed closely behind. She asks if she can go with him. He says, “Sure, suit yourself.”
Then, it was after six a.m., only Mr. and Mrs. Steve, Clive, and Kate were left. They played some ping pong, then Clive and Kate crashed at the apartment.
Steve and his wife were alone in their bedroom where they opened a window to eat fresh snow. He says, “You know, I nearly took the little Russian girl home.” She asks why he did not. He says, “I wanted to stay with you more.” “That’s nice.”
With fresh pajamas, they snuggled in bed. He says, “It’s been a great party, Happy New Year.” She replied, “Happy New Year darling.” The story ends with this remark: “we saw that it was pretty good after all and we fell asleep.”
Behind the Story of the 1930 New Year’s Eve Party
Frances Gunther’s short story is based, at least in part, on the New Year’s Eve party that she and her husband threw on December 31, 1930. We know something about this party because Martha Foley, who was there, wrote about it:
The Fodors, the Gunthers, and we combined forces and funds to give a New Year’s Eve party for the correspondents’ group. We held it on the spacious second floor of the Gunther’s rented mansion, where there was plenty of room for dancing. Newspaper people have a gift for the convivial, and I have never known them to give a party that was not a success. Ours was no exception. There was an abundance of good food, good drink, and good talk.
A roast suckling pig was the pièce de résistance on the buffet table. In the Viennese tradition, each guest was served a tiny piece of its ear, with the admonition to carry it at all times. Like a rabbit’s foot in America. It would bring us something we were all going to need desperately – luck. Never again for many years would there be such carefree New Year’s festivities as on that eve of 1931 – not in Vienna, not anywhere in the civilized world. (The Story of Story Magazine, pp 125-126)
As discussed below in more detail, Foley and her partner Whit Burnett are characters in the short story.
Steve, Mrs. Steve, Clive, and Kate, plus the Schnabels
In the short story, as previously noted, Steve and his wife are John Gunther (1901 – 1970) and Frances Fineman Gunther (1897 – 1963) who moved to Vienna in June 1930. He had been appointed by the Chicago Daily News to head its bureau there. The two had married in 1927, and when they were not traveling around Europe for the newspaper, they had lived in Paris. Shortly before moving to Vienna, they had had a son, whom they named Johnny.
Clive Dennis and Kate Pond are Whit Burnett (1900-1972) and Martha Foley (1897-1977), who had also moved to Vienna from Paris, arriving some months before the Gunthers. Burnett was a journalist with the New York Sun; she was also a journalist, sometimes writing for the Consolidated Press news syndicate and other times doing freelance work. Though they lived together in Vienna, they did not marry until later.
While in Vienna, the two started publication of Story magazine (in which this short story was published) as a literary outlet for short stories. The first issue, dated April/May 1931, was reproduced on a mimeograph machine located in a room for journalists (Journalistenzimmer) in the Vienna Central Telegraph Office. They left Vienna in 1933 when their jobs disappeared. They and their magazine moved to New York City. By the late 1930s, its circulation had reached 21,000. The magazine was published on-and-off until 2000. [See the “Story Magazine” entry on Wikipedia]
The Gunthers were good friends of Burnett and Foley, even after they all had left Vienna. However, Foley did not like John very much. She claimed that he “detested women journalists” and that he had run around on his wife in Paris when she was in the hospital to give birth to their son. She wrote:
We became such close, lifelong friends with the Gunthers that we seemed at times almost like one family. Whenever we were in the same country we celebrated Thanksgivings and Christmases together. Their son, Johnny, often stayed with us when they took trips, and our problems, professional or domestic, we discussed in common. But it was never really a four-way friendship. The relationship developed because Whit and John liked each other, as did Frances and myself. (The Story of Story Magazine, p. 125)
The identity of the Schnabels, who threw a boring party in 1929, is uncertain. The story indicates that they were natives – meaning they were from Vienna, elsewhere in Austria, or Central Europe. Among the possibilities are (1) Friedrich Scheu (1905 – ????), a young Viennese lawyer, who also was the correspondent for a left-leaning newspaper in Britain, (2) M.W. Fodor (1890 – 1977) and his wife Martha (1900 – 1959; he was born and raised in Budapest, she was born in Slovakia; he had been the correspondent for the Manchester Guardian since 1919 and had also started reporting for the Philadelphia Public Ledger in 1927; and (3) Emil Vadnay (1885? – 1939), a Hungarian employed by the New York Times.
None of these people could be suspected of throwing a dull party. Scheu was the son of a prominent lawyer, and his mother was Helene Scheu-Riesz (1880-1970), a famous writer of children’s books who kept a popular salon in Vienna at the time. Fodor was the son of a Hungarian industrialist who had grown up with the finer things. Vadnay had been an officer in the Hungarian army during World War I who had become a journalist. He was known for his winning personality. According to his college G.E.R. Gedye, Vadnay “was immensely popular” with his peers and “a generous host.” [New York Times, April 2, 1939, p. 62]
Another possibility is Alfred Tyrnauer (1897 – 1979), correspondent for the International New Service. Tyrnauer was born in Kassa and had a doctorate in economics. He had reported from Vienna beginning in 1927, but worked for a news service that did not pay good salaries.
The Unlikable Lee Pugh
In this short story, the character of Lee Pugh is clearly Robert Best (1896-1952), who was a correspondent in Vienna for the United Press news bureau. Best was a central figure in the Anglo-American journalist community from the middle 1920s until 1940. He had established and presided over the most popular meeting place for Anglo-American journalists in Vienna, the Café Louvre.
Best had arrived in Vienna in December 1922 and found a job with the United Press news service. This job paid poorly, and he supplemented his income by assisting journalists when they were working away from Vienna or were on vacation. He also set up a small press agency for journalists in Vienna.
|Press Photograph of Robert Best (left) with his sister and brother, receiving|
a birthday present on his 52nd birthday; on that day, he was convicted
Best’s colleagues liked him, even though he was considered peculiar. Among the strangest things about him was his relationship with a mysterious older woman who was a “countess.” She and Best had a strange and stormy relationship that mortified his friends. The two are major characters in Gunther’s The Lost City (Best’s name in the book was Jim Drew). Also, they are the basis for the lead characters in The Traitor, a book written by William Shirer after World War II. The title refers to Best, who remained in Austria after the Anschluss and refused to leave Germany after the United States declared war on that country. During the war, Best worked as a radio propagandist for Germany, with his anti-Semitic diatribes transmitted to the U.S. from Germany. After World War II, he was convicted of treason by a U.S. court.
Mason and Franzi in Love
In the story, the character named Mason is clearly William Shirer (1904-1993), who was the Chicago Tribute correspondent in Vienna from 1929 to 1932. Franzi is Theresa (Tess) Stiberitz (1910 - 2008), a Vienna native. During 1930, Shirer spent many months in India and had returned near the end of the year to Vienna. He and Tess were married on January 31, 1931, a month after this party was held. As Shirer described in The Nightmare Years, volume 2 of his autobiography, the wedding was a civil ceremony at the Vienna City Hall. The only witnesses were their friends Emil Vadnay and Emil’s Viennese wife.
According to the biography of John Gunther, he (John) formed a close friendship with Tess when they were both in Vienna, and often confided in her. Perhaps this relationship contributed to Frances' assessment of her in the short story as “no great beauty.”
The Daggetts, the Little Russian Dancer, and Tony
The least sympathetic person in the short story is Mr. Daggett. The real identity of this character is unknown, and it is not known if Tess, soon to marry Shirer, had worked for him. None of the foreign correspondents in Vienna in 1930 was the “author of a half dozen standard works on European politics” – which in the short story is Daggett’s main identifying characteristic. Perhaps the identity of this character was obscured to avoid overt insult or libel.
(It should be noted that all of the people who were characters in this short story were still alive when it was published, and many of them were still John Gunther’s friends and colleagues. Some of them likely were not pleased with how their characters were portrayed.)
The identity of the little Russian dancer is also not known. From his biography and the semi-biographical book John Gunther wrote, it is known that he was a social and fun-loving person who liked to attend cabarets in Vienna and became acquainted with many young women there. Specifically, it is documented that while in Vienna, John Gunther fell for a young actress, Luise Rainer (1910 - ) before she went to Hollywood, where she won academy awards as best actress in 1935 and 1936. (As of January 2014, she is still alive, living in England). According to Shirer, quoted in Guther’s biography his interest in Rainer was a source of tension with Frances.
The identity of Tony is not known. Apparently, during the last years of her stay in Vienna, Frances was well acquainted with many Tonys whose attention she did not reject.
The Gunthers and Life in Vienna After the 1930 New Year’s Eve Party
The short story ends on a tenuous, but hopeful note: “It was pretty good after all and we fell asleep.” However, by the time readers get to the end of the story, they realize something is off kilter. The story is a modest, understated tale that shows a keen eye for people and their behavior. It makes no judgments and shows no overt cynicism or emotion about what is happening, even when they seem justified.
Mrs. Steve – that is, Frances – is calm and apparently complaisant when contemplating her husband’s interest in the teenaged Russian dancer. And she has no particular anxiety about her subtle encounter with Tony and its possibilities. The essence of her state of mind and the situation is evident when she calmly thinks about sending Steve to take the dancer home while she would “keep Tony here.” She rejects the idea: “It is another year” and “you can’t go back to that sort of thing.”
This one phrase “you can’t go back to that sort of thing” tells its own story and provides the context for understanding where Frances and John were in their relationship. It was a difficult one and would get worse.
Gunther’s biographer attributes most of the difficulties to Frances, who suffered abuse as a child. According to his account, she tricked John into marrying her by telling him – when she was in the U.S. and he was in Europe – that she was pregnant. When she showed up for the wedding, she was not. The decision to marry her was one “John would regret for the rest of his life.” (Cuthbertson, p. 73) He told Shirer in the 1930’s, “You don’t know the hell I am living through.” (Cuthbertson, p. 113)
Gunther’s biography describes Frances as “a very disturbed, angry woman” who was “moody and unpredictable” (Cuthbertson, pp 113, 115). In the last year or so in Vienna, she had a “series of sad affairs.” (Cuthbertson, p. 115)
Frances did not have a biographer to explain her actions or delve into her husband’s, but some of her friends, including Martha Foley, thought highly of her. She wrote, “Frances, on first meeting people, studied them with the candid, questioning gaze of a child, and she was considered cold. Appearances were deceiving.”
Another friend, Friedrich Scheu, the Viennese lawyer-journalist who worked with her and John during their time in Vienna, wrote the following about her:
…in her Vienna years [Frances] looked like a delicate blond doll, like a gentle kitten. In reality she was a lightening quick woman with open eyes and a very sharp tongue….It was almost accepted that during the years of John Gunther’s rise, she was the driving, dynamic force behind his efforts. She could also write – after 1934 she worked for a while as the Vienna correspondent of the “News Chronicle.” She was an amusing and intelligent colleague. I once saw one of her written “Novella,” that circulated in manuscript form. In it she described her colleagues in a humorous but blunt way.” (Scheu, p. 61; my translation)
Whatever, Frances’ strengths or weakness, living with John Gunther could not have been easy. He had many admirable traits, including great charm, admirable generosity and strong loyalty to friends. He was in many ways larger than life: ambitious, hardworking, high living. However, in The Lost City, the character of Mason Jarrett -- John Gunther as he saw himself -- is a humorless, tedious womanizer who has such a grand view of himself that he could justify anything he did and excuse himself for his transgressions.
Among his many transgressions was an effort that began in 1939 to persuade Agnes Knickerbocker, the wife of a good friend and fellow journalist, H.R. (Red) Knickerbocker, to leave her husband to marry him. This effort came at a time he was still married to Frances. (Cuthbertson, p. 190)
Whatever Frances problems and however her husband contributed to them, she was obviously well educated (she graduated from Bernard College) and intelligent. She had ambitions to be writer, but little of her work was published. Her most ambitious project, an analysis and history of Empires which she worked on for twenty year, was never completed.
Frances’ and John’s marriage survived the Vienna years and the years of his first success with the “Inside” books. However, the couple finally found it impossible to live together. They divorced in 1944, though they had separated emotionally by the beginning of the decade.
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