New Britain Herald Newspaper, December 13, 1915, Page 4

NEW BRITAIN - DAILY HERALD MONDAY, DECEMBER" 13, 1015, - Nights—Oe Matinee Sar, Dee. 18 . MAT., You Have Heard of You Have Read of Now See B. & MRS, VERNON ASTLE the Photo Play Story of eir Own Remarkable Lives PRICES—EVENINGS _ Lower Floor rst Rows Rows st Rows .... | Balcony i i $500 for. News for Theater Goers and Women Readers REVEL By ADELE Through the Ficlds to Putnam Manor. By some the way, Madge, shall we get sandwiches and fruit before we start? There's a litile shop across from the station. You wait here and I'll go lack for them.” onsense, Dicky,” I retorted. “We ate such a heavy break that I krow I shan't want anything to eat tntil late in the afternoon. . Are you nungry?” R “I should'say: not, now. But I was ‘raid you might want something be- fore we get back to Putnam Manor.” “What is Putnem Manor?” “The old inn I told you about, where they serve the best meals in g It dates back t» revolu- tionary times. T believe George Wash- ington waterca his horse there.” “Oh, Dicky, how absurd you are.” “Well, isn't that as much ciaim to | distinction as some of those old places have?”’ demanded’ Dicky. “But, 1ly, this is.a great old place, big sc with a glass-windowed tower on top, set in a grove of beautiful pines. | There are immense fireplaces in most of the rooms, @nd now that the sum- mer rush isn’t on we can have our dinner on a table drawn up in front of the log fire in the great hall.”” “What a wonderful picture, Dicky. Are you sure the place is open now “Of course. The old landlord, ¥crsman, is a fixture there. He has 1un the place for years. Bully old ciiap, regular ‘mine host of the inn’ cort of fellow. Lots of the men I him during the summer. He has his | ; walls covered with drawings the fel- | s have done for him. There are two or three of mine there, I guess. He never takes anything down.” “Dicky! How perfectly thrilling! T know [ shall cnjoy. this day bettor | tran any we have ever had.” | “He's quite a judge of antiques, ola Forsman, regular antique himself, by | the way. He spends all his spare cash ! , in fitting up the place in keeping with ! its old-time flavor. He has one old | sideboard in-the dining Toom he paid | In the barroom, which is | ATIONSOF A WIFE GARRIS0ON across the road to the grove beyvond where the brook danced its way | along. An immense tree with spread- | ing limbs so low_to the ground that a chila could climh to branches | commanded a full view of the bridge. Along the low branches sat four rea ped, overcoated youngsters, three oys and a tiny girl, the four rangins in age from 7 to 4. They werc looking straight at us, their eves round as saucers. At first I thought there was no grown person with'them, | but in another moment I saw a, woman, evidently a nurse, walking slowly along the stream. Het back was toward us, and T hoped she hadl not seen Dic kiss. There was no hope of evading the youngsters, how- ever. They scrambled down from (-he‘ tree. and met us as we cntered the'| grove. “Did you kiss her, Kissing bridge?” small girl. “I guess T did,” smiling down at her. " drawled one of the | two older boys, bro>n-eyed lads, who | looked like twinz, “my papa says vou | mustn't kiss axvbody on that bridge | | | ‘cause that’s the | demanded the answered | Dicky unless you love them very much. Do vou love her?” “You bet I do.” Dicky was enjoy- ing myself immensely but I was niortally afraid the nurse would over- | Heariin=ul fonver. oo ol e watching the children smilingly, but | making no movement to come nearer | us, for which I was devoutly thankful. The Large Sign, “Let's divide them,” Dicky said | Laasingly.' “Which two do you want?"” i “I'l] take the boy with the big cyes, i and the little chubby boy with the red ! cheeks,” I replied. “And T'll take this serious-looking voungster and the little girl,” Dicky aid. The children laughed merrily. dently they were used to natured teasing. “You won't take any of little girl said saucily, ‘“because papa won't let you.” Evi good- I us,” the ! my | know come down here and stay with | } | anything clse., MY STYLE DIARY By DOROTHY CLARKE 1 stopped in to see Clara this aft- ernoon, and when she took me into her boudoir, there was little “Omar,” the Kitten, having a beautiful time Wwith some laces and ribbon which had been, a few minutes earlier, an al- most-finished Christmas present. Of course I shrieked with laughter, and, I think, the only thing that saved Clara’s temper was the fact that she was too pleased over the new gown she was wearing to be recally sad over It certainly was love- ly. The skirt and sleeves were of plaid chiffon velvet in purple chiffon over blue, with a touch of black and white. The bodice was of purple chif- fon over blue, with a cream color chif- fon frill, picot-cdged, forming collar, frill, picot-edged, forming the collar, tied with a little antique gold rib- bon; sleeves of velvet were set in, raglan style; the skirt was cut circu- lar, which made a pretty effect of the plaid, and around the waist was a girdle made of links of gold cord, with a heavy buckle, in front, of an- QUAINT OPERA WRAP FOR JUVENILE THIS WINTER l ree—————————— | Menu for Tomorrow } Breakfast. Overcoats m by simply saying Easy Weekly or Monthly Pay- you for paying for it. proved here. HUNUKED; OF You can own any one of them “Charge It.” ents will be arranged with Every ap- style and material is $10-$12 And Up te $35 SUITS $10 v TRECAESAR X{I1SCH STORE 687-683 MAIN STREET HARTFORD | cxactly 'like an old taproom, of. revo- | lutionary times, he has all sorts of “Come children,” the nurse inter- posed, “it’s time to go home now.” Encouraging Old Folks tique gold and amethysts—very un- Fruit 'SAT. MAT. ONLY D Seats Lower 'Floo .50¢ alance Lower Floor and Baleony .i..i.4 T SEATS RESERVED— Sale Wednesday at - Crowell’'s, Drug Store 25¢ | TONIGHT LEONORA ULRICH in “KILMERY.” “THE BABY AND THE LEOPARD” “CROSSED WIRES,” . An Episode in the ‘HAZARDS OF . HELEN” High Class Vaudeville- e PARSONS’ HEATRE—Har!ford Dne Night, Tuesday, Dec. 14. DWIGHT ELMENDORF Distinguished Artist and Traveler | an Illustrated Travel Talk on PRWAY, LAND OF THE MIDNIGHT SUN” ces: b60c, 75c and $1. ay & Sat., Dec. 17-18— (Mat. Sat.) MRS. PATRICK CAMPBELL In Bernard Shaw’s Drama “Pygmalion” prices: Nights, 25c to $2; Mat., to $1.50. Seats Wednesday. } LI’S;EHHEA IRc . Week. Matinees Liaily. POLI PLAYERS MAN FROM MEXICO Matinees; 10c, 20c. - Evenings, 10c, 20c. 30c, BURNING DAYLIGHT” ON KEENEY SCREEN “Burning - Daylight,” a r part drama, will top the photo- iy bill at Keeney's tenight. The is sald to be a great picturi n of a great story, acted by a com- 1 met you. Seats Bosworth ' | old swords and flintlocks and other cclonial junk. It's as good as a museum to see, his collection is.” How long ‘since you have been re?”’ o “‘Oh, early last summer, just before I have -been so busy since then I haven’t had time to do any of the things T used to do.” He grinned niischievously. “I don’t know why I n"k bring you out here last summer at that, wasn't quite sure you’d like it 1 guess.” “Shut Your Eyes.” . “You might have known I would er.joy anything like that,” I returned. “But Dicky,” I really think you ought | tc go back to the station and inquire . whether the place is oben or not. Anything might have happened in thig , time.” I “If that isn’t just like a woman,” , Dicky exclaimed with every evidence ' of exasperation, ‘‘Spoil everything with \ demands to look up this or find out that. I tell you the place is open, has been for years Come along through this stile and forget your troubles for a while.” Dicky was evidently bent upon sur- prising me with some picturesque fa- vcred nook of his, so I resolved to ask no more questions until vealed it in all its glory. We went down the path into the woods which, bare as the trees were of leaves, had the effect of closing us in “This must be primeval said. “It is,” Dicky returned. ‘“‘Now shut yeur eyes and take my hand. Don’t oven them until I tell you.” I Obeyed his whim, and he led me few feet further down the path, then made an abrupt.turn, and tak- irg me by the shoulders placed me in the position he wished. “Now look” he said proudly. 1 opened my eves, gave onc glance, and exclaimed in wonder: ‘Dicky! I never say anything so beautiful in my 1i%e!” At my feet was a,brook, with watey clear that I could see every clean pebble in its bed. There was not a weed, a leaf, or stick on iis surface to mar its clearness. The sun shining vpon its ripples gave them the effect of dancing, and as 1 watched the stream flow swiftly by, and heard its murmur I felt that T had seen the most beautiful bit of nature in my ex- perience. “Well! 1 guess had nothing on this. Dicky’'s voice broke silent' admiration. “Let us walk up as far as we can,” I said enthusiastically. “That’s just what I want to do,” Dicky returned. “I know every bend | and Gurve of it. Many a sketch I've made here. Is's fine now, but you ! gimply must see it in summer, when the: wild flowers are ‘thick along its like in the summer the time,” forest I Tennyson’s brook Eh, Madge?” in on my ny of eminent serecn stars and pro- iced on 4 "scale 'seldom attempted | motion pictures. It will be shown din tomorrow. The management has secured sorme her excellent' attractions for the rrent week. Billed for Wednesday id Thursday “Seven Sisters,” f ring Marguerite Clark, one of the lost popular members of the Famonus ayers staff. Friday and Saturday Ina Claire and | arlyle Blackwell will he seen in [Puppet Crown, There will be a imber of other features in addition Pone and two-reel dramas and ies that arc sure to please. | Three high class vaudeville acts are on the program, Lanks and the woods are green.” “It ‘must be wonderful,” T agreed heartily, and we wandered: along, the Lenk of the stream, with its number- less twists and turns, saying little, but enjoying every new beauty of it. At Kissing Bridge. At one point the stream widened and ran under a rustic bridge over which another road wound. “Th known as the Lridge,” said Dicky solemnly, and fol- lowed the traditignal custom. “Dicky!” T proved. “Suppose anybody shoul@fsee us But they ‘won't se ucily. ‘But they did;” I gasped, looking he retorted he re- Kissing | They trotted off obediently, and we watched them out of sight. “What sturdy looking youngsters,” T said as they vanished around a bend of the stream. ‘“Yes, this is a great place to bring up children,” Dicky assented. We wandered on till the fences stopped us, then came down ‘the op- posite bank, finding new beauties at every turn. “I'm starving to death,” Dicky an- nounced as we came again to the little lake into which the stream flowed. ‘“‘Aren’t you?” “I'm fearfully hungry,” I admitted. “Is the inn very far?” “Only a few blocks down here.” Dicky consulted his watch. “It’s just 12. Old Forsman serves a noon-day meal in the winter time that's one of the most satisfying things I ever ate, and yvou know I'm a pretty good judge of food. He will have sea food of some kind, that’s a cinch, and I'll bet usual, I thought. - DANCING CASTLES IN THE “MOVIES” some actors will do almost any- thing for a press story and some press agents have almost killed their ac- tors in an anxiety to make a real sensational heading for the new: papers. So, if there is a play for publicity in Vernon Castle’s enlist ment in the English aeroplane squad, he is going to have to smell the pow- der and face the cannon and ride thousands of feet above good old Mother Earth. There is no imagination about the fact that his managers have pleaded with him not to leave them at the height of his dramatic popularity. Besides his wife, the equally famous Irene Castle, who loses her dancing ‘there will be chicken—he raises his ! own fowls.” “Do keep quiet, Dicky. me so humgry, recounting ! appetizing things. ! “We walked swiftly down the road i R bordering the lake until we came to a row of imposing old pines. | “Here’s the place,” said Dicky. I saw a magnificent old mansion, You make l all thcsel deserted. “Dicky, out of those chimneys,” I said. you sure the-place is open?” “Now don't begin to croak,” Tre- turned Dicky, but his tone betrayed doubt, and he fairly rushed me around to the entrance of the build- ing. On the door there was displayed a large sign: “For rent. house.” BOSTON SYMPHONY AT PARSONS’ TONIGHT there's no smoké coming ‘“Are Caretaker will show the The Boston Symphony Orchesira, under Dr. Karl Muck, will give the following remarkably brilliant and in- teresting program at the Parsons theater at 8:15 o’clock tonight: Brahms—*“Symphony in E minor,” No. 4, Op. 98. I. Allegro non troppo. TI. Andante moderato. I11. Allegro giocose. IV. Allegro energico e passionato. Smetana—*Vysehrad,” Symphonic Poem No. 1 of the Cycle, *“Ma Viast” (“My Country”) IMB.cDoweII——(‘nncerto for Pianoforte, No. 2, D. minor, Op. 23. . 1. Larghetto calmato. I1. Presto giocoso. III. Largo; Molto allegro. Duka; “I’Apprenti Sorcier”, ‘“The | Sorcerer’s Apprentice”) (after 3 Ballad by Goethe) \ The soloist will be Miss Laeta Hart- ley. Tickets are.on sale at Gallup & Alfred’s music store, Hartford. CASTORIA For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought Bears the Signature of but to my mind it looked strangely | el partner. That Vernon Castle is an English- man to the backbone and a patriot is the unanimous opinion of all who know him now and it is his desire to leave a name honored by the most heroism that this life has to demand { of man. Vernon Castle figures that the chances are fifty-fifty that he may return, but he points his hand to all his friends and the public at the mo- tion picture he has just made of him- sclf and his wife which promises to show him to posterity as he was and is. “The Whirl of Life” produced un- der the management of the Cort Film Corporation is declared to be | an accurate, although somewhat ro- i manticised narrative of the dancing career of those two world figures. It is a story in which' truth is again stranger in fiction. It will be shown Sunday. Sale of seats opens at Cro- well’s Weds. night, all seats reserved. Hot mush makes /a good break- fast cereal for a change. Fill the pot three-fourts full of water; when it is boiiing rapidly, salt it to taste and stir gradually the cornmeal until it is thick enough to stick to the ladle in lumps; then allow it to boil about ‘half an hour. This, served with cream, is delicious. It’s Easy — If You Know Dr. Edwards’ Olive Tablets The secret of keeping young is to feel young—to do this you must watch your liver and bowels—there’s no need of having a sallow complexion—dark rings under your eyes—pimples—a bil- lous look in your face—dull eyes with no sparile, Your doctor will tell you ninety per cent of all sickness comes from inactive bowels and liver. Dr. Edwards, a well-known physicia Ohlo, perfected o vegotable’ gom;;o?zrtg bowels, which he gave to hi Bowel & s patients for Dr. Edwards’ Olive Tablets, th - tute for calomel, are gentle in their :‘é‘fxsoté ye’tr :lways effective, 2 ey bring about that exub. spirit, that natural buoyancy Qz’hfl??fiiu% be enjoyed by everyone, by toning up the liver and clearing the system of impurities, letyot': w{_{l llmolrv Dr. lEdwz;rds‘ Olive Tab- s by their olive color. 10 Seipes x. ANl drugsists. e The Olive Tablet Company, Columbus, O, at the Russwin Lyceum, Saturday and | KEEP LOOKING YOUNG! mixed with olive oil to act on the liver and | Broiled Brains Creamed Potatoes Gems Coffee Lunch, Fish Salad Cream Sponge Cake Honey Cocoa Danner. Vegetable Soup There is a certain group of peopl that I have listed in my mind under the head of Encouraging Old Folks. Can you guess what that means? It means those elderly people of my acquaintances who, by being just as happy and alive and full of the spirit of adventure as young people, ericourage me to believe that old age needn’t be a dull and savorless state of existence unless you make it so. Braised Lamb's Liver Boiled Rice Cauliflower French Dressing Lettuce Wafers Cheese Caramel Custards Coffee Cream Sponge Cake—Separate the Whites and yolks of three eggs. Beat the whites to a stiff froth, ad@ the volks and beat again for a minute and a half. Gradually beat in one cup- ful of sagar; when all is in, beat steadily for five minutes longer. Add the grated rind of one large lemon, und one cupful of thick sweet cream and beat for another five minutes. Stir in lightly one cupful and a half of sifted pastry flour which is thor- oughly mixed with a pinch of salt and two scant teaspoonfuls of baking powder., Divide between two shallow pans lined with buttered paper and bake for about twenty minutes in a moderate oven. Boiled Rice—Wash one cupful of rice. Put three quarts of boiling water into a kettle, add one teaspoon- ful of salt, and let it boil rapidly; sprinkle in the rice’'so gradually that you will not step thé boiling. When you have it all in, give the water a twirl with a fork, cover the kettle and boil rapidly for twenty minutes; then peur into a colander to drain. Place the colander on a tin dish, stand it in ihe oven for five minutes to dry, leav- ing the door wide open; then turn it carefully into a heatea dish. Serve without a cover, GREAT COMEDY AT POLI'S THIS WEEK For the first time at popular prices, the theatergoers have the opportuni this week of seeing William Collier’s greatest comedy success, “The Man From Mexico,” for in this popular play the Poli Players will appear twice daily. William Collier has many comedy successes to his credit but it is said that ‘The Man From Mex‘mn"l is one of the best plays in which he has appeared. Because of his unusnal comedy talents, he is reasonably sure to make a hit but the combination of Collier’s ability and the excellent qual- ity of this play made it one of the most talked about of his career. With a story that takes the young married man on a sight seeing trip and finally lands him in jail, it will be seen that there are almost unlimited opportuni- ties for the introduction of fun malk- ing scenes and it is in these situations that the audience is treated to some genuine side-splitting laughter. The visit his wife pays to the prison, as a member of the prison reform as- sociation offers another hilarious scene for the voung husband sees an | over-attentive-guard flirting with his | wife and still he dare not make his identity know for she thinks that he ! is on a month’s business trip to Mex- ico. All of the Players have import- ' ant parts with Mr. Hollingsworth and | Miss Farr 1n the two leading roles, of l Let me tell you about some of these people. One is a woman who is between seventy and eighty. In the winter this woman lives with her daughter in the city, but at the first hint of spring she goes to the country, where she has a house of her own. She plants a garden, she stocks her hen- house, she spends most of her time outdoors, and she is very happy. Her daughter’s family comes down in June and stays until September, but she stays on until Thanksgiving: She sleeps with a neighbor at night, but for the rest of the time she is alone. She gets her own meals, is entirely self-reliant and the brightest, hap- piest old woman I ever knew. I feel I should apologize for calling her old, for she is not that in anything but years. She is more keenly alive, more interested in the news of the day and in everything that is going on that most women half her age. Double Pneumonia Didn’t Disturb Her Two yeare ago this woman had double pneumonia. Her one conces- sion was to come down two weeks later in the spring. Two of the people who belong in my gallery of Encouraging Old Peo- ple are only middle-aged but I want to tell you about them because to young folks even advanced middle age (say from fifty-five to sixty-five) is apt to appear a rather unhappy state. These two people are husband and course. The play will be cffectively mounted and produced on the same high standard that marks all Poli stock productions. ‘““The Man From Mexico” seems destined to be the farce hit of the season and the advance sale of seats indicates that local theater- goers appreciate full well the oppor- tunity of seeing this play at popular prices. TRAVEL TALK ON NORWAY AT PARSONS’ With his beautifully illustrated travel talk on “Norway, Land of the Midnight Sun,” Dwight Elemendorf returns to the Parsons theater tomor- row evening. All who have read de- scriptions of the beautiful scenery to be found in Norway, or who have seen photographs of this picturesque country will realize what a wealth of material must have been found by this man who has traveled extensively in this far-way Norseland for no other purpose than to bring back to his American audiences all that was most beautiful and majestic in ihe way of mountains, waterfalls and tjords, and most interesting and en- tertaining in the way of groups of peasants, the simple and quaint vil- le wife, she, about fifty-five, he, about sixty. They have no children living, they love going about the country and seein gthings, and though they ! have comparatively little money they manage to get what they want by do- ing the sort of things one would only ' expect of young people, For instance they wanted to go away for the sum- mer, they couldn’t afford to hire a cottage, 0 they went into the woods, | built a little rome-made camp in a very beautiful spot and had the time ! of their lives. A They Know How to Find Adventures. They are people, too, who find ad- venture in little things and the great- est adventure of all in each other's companionship. “We call this my | room, and this, his,” she told me, | pointing out their respective cots, ‘and last night we lay awake until twelve o'clock in our two rooms talk- ing about what we saould do this wi ter.” Many of as than we do death. It seems dreary marching on without the music. There is no need for this dread, because we need not be old in the sense of leading narrow, stupid | lives if we will ever begin The music is always there. Let us neve let our hearts grow deaf to it. With My Letter Friends. | Question—I am writing to ask you a question, but do not wish to ‘nave it made public. If I wrote you a private letter would I receive an answer? Answer—<{'ertainly, if you gaye | your right name and address, which | some of my correspondents seem to | prefer not to do. One is reminded by | them of the man who gave a false name when asking at the post-office for his letters, because he thought the postmaster unduly curious in en- quiring his name. e O dread old age more like a !motion pictures of their sporis and pastimes. “In order to appreciate ‘Pygmal- fon,’ " says Mrs. Campbeli, who ap- pears at the Parsons theater on Fri- day and Saturday nights with a Saf- urday matinee, “one must understend land be in sympathy with the keen satire of George Bernard Shaw. His | plays are different from other modern plays and in a way more difficult to ! perform."” This is Mrs. Campbell’s | first comedy and she is well pleased { with the change, although she would y much prefer to appear in repertorx. \"A]\)marinx In one play all season,” | said the charming English artist re- cently, “is not altogether congenial. Several plays of different types give the artist a pleasant change and the audience can seclect the plece it likes | best.” ' Do you know how to clean kitéh- €n tins with very litle trouble? Fill your wash bofler with water, add one pound of washing soda and one pound When the water bolls, put in all the things that need clean- ig, baking tins, saucepan lids and any other tin or firon ware that ought to be bright, but which is black or greasy, Put on the 1id and let tHo contents boil for a couple of hours, after which time take them out, dry them and put them in front of the fire for a short time; then polish with of soft =oap. lages in which these people live, and | dry whitening and a leather.