Suzanne Lenglen, who, it is reported was recently discovered upon the knees of a married millionaire, now says she intends to drink champagne all the way across the Atlantic.

When you are queen of all the courts,
   And men were on their knees to you,
While love games in the press reports
   Won praises for your prowess, Sue,
Through all the crowd swift greeting ran:
                  "Bon jour, Suzanne!"

Still in the headlines must you sine.
   But when the love game's played to please
A mob that gloats o'er tales of wine,
   And you, not they, upon men's knees --
If such publicity's your plan,
                  Bon soir, Suzzanne!

"Den"
Sun, 22 February 1927, p7