New Britain Herald Newspaper, February 1, 1916, Page 4

The Theater of Distinction— The Best Plays For the Best People In the Best Theater. Week of Jan. 31 The Alfred Cross Players IN Geo. M. Cohan’s mysterious comedy in prologue (2 acts an epiloguc. “TKeys to Baldpate”! GET YOUR SEATS NOW. § Same Prices, Matineg10c30c | Night, 10c, 20c, 30c, 50c. | Beats at Crowell’s Drug Storc TONIGHT Rose Stahl's Great Suc- cess “The Chorus Lady” WED. AND THURS. John Mason in “The Fatal Card.” f! rHURs. AND [} Drama, ¢ FRIDAY. 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Custard for Souffle—Make soft ustard with the egg yolks, one pint bt milk and three talcspoonfuls of ugar. g Sauce one _Ne NEW, BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 1, 1916. pp—— l ws for Theater Goers a nd Women Readers Jack’s Farewell Note, 1 stood for minutes with = the delivery letter from Jack handi I dreaded inexpressibly some calamity. Only something of the utmost im- portance, 1 knew couldhave -induced my brother-cousin te Write to me. e was too careful"of my welfare to excite Dicky's “Unreasoning jealousy v a letter, unless there was desper- ate need for it. Finally T sat down in an arm chair by the window, and breaking the seal, drew out the letter. “Dear Cousin Margaret,” it began T thought involuntarily of the las! letter Jack had sent me, the one an- nouncing his return from the wilds of South America, and asking me to dine with him and celebrate his re- turn after a year's absence. That letter opened with the line, “Dear Little Girl,” and closed with, “Always yours, Jack.” motionless several special in my letter, he had not known that T had mwarried during his year's absence in send or receive letters. He had come back to civilization to tell me something of which I had never dreamed—so like brother and sister had we been—that he loved me and wished me to be his wife. I aid not like to remember the 100k on his face when, after he had told me, T had made my belated confes- sion—that I was married. I turned to the letter again. “Dear Cousin Margaret: “I have decided suddenly go | across the pond and get in the big mix-up. You perhaps remember that I have spoken to you frequently of my friend Paul Caillard who has been with me in many a ticklish bit of | work. He was with me in South America, and like me heard of the war for the first time when he got out of the wilderness. He is a Frenchman, you know, and is going hack to offer his services to the en- gineering corps. “And I am going with him, Mar- garet. T think I can be of service over there, and Caillard is the best friend T have. As you know you are the only relative I have in the world, and you are happily and safely mar- | ried, so I feel that I am harming no one by my decision. “If Anything Should Happen.” “We sail tomorrow morning on the | Saturn. It will be impossible for me t¢ come to your home before then. So this is good-by. When I come | Imck, if T come back, I want to meet | vour husband and see you in your home. s “And now I must speak of a little matter of which you are ignorant now, but of which vou must be told before I go. Before your mother | died T had made my will, leaving her everything T possessed, for vou and she were all the family I had ever nown. After her death I changed her mame to vyours. If anything chould happen to me my attorney, Wwilliam Faye, 149 Broadway, will attend to everything for you. He is also my executor. “Most of what I have would have come to vou by law, anyway, Mar- garet, for vou are my ‘nearest of kin'—isn’t that the way the law puts it? But you might have some un- pleasantness from those Pennsylvania cousins of ours, so T have protected vou against such a contingency. “And now. Margaret, good-by Goa bless you. “Your affectionate 1 finished the letter feeling at my heart me as if one of ray life had given When Jack had left me miserable reunion dinner had been hurt so cruelly of my marriage during his year ahsence, he had said—ah, how well 1 remembered the words—"I shall not see you again, dear girl, ss vou need me, if you ever do. I be near you without loving you hating your husband, whoever may be, of affairs note 6r wire to the Hotel be forwarded to me, and possible should happen, and your husband ever fail you, remember, Jack is waiting, ready to do anything | for you | 1 had not expected to see Jack for months, perhaps years, but the know- iedge of his faithfulness, of his ne ness, had been of much comfort to | me. And now he was going away, | probably to his death. Madge Goes to Telephone, The most bitter knowledge of all, that which forced itself upon mind. Jack was going to the war he was unhappy over my He had not said so, of course, in the letter which he knew | my husband must read, but I knew it. The remembrance of his face, his voice, when 1 told him of my mar- riage, was enough. I did not need written words to know that perhaps | 1 was sending him to his death! | T think I must have moaned aloud at the cruelty of it all, for in a moment [ felt Katie's hand on my shoulder. “Oh, Missis Graham, dear | Graham vot de matter? You She glanced at the letter hand. “Somebody dead? bad? This was intolerable. In her warm-hearted affection for me she was quite capable of mentioning my emotion to Dicky. I braced myself to smile and meet her eves. “Why, Katie, you must be dream- ing,” I said. “There is nothing the matter with me. I was interested in my letter and forgot that I must | @ress to so out for the cream and and cousin, Jack.” with a numb It seemed to the foundations of w after that where he by the new and he But wherever T am, a Alfred will if the im- M ceck ? in my You feel But when he haa written the first | a land so wild that he could neither | | { | | l | | to take [ ner, {show | n and that is a dangerous state i est the flowers. What time “Half past 10." Only an hour until the train which vas bringing my mother-in-law to our~home was due! She would be in the house within an- hour and a half! Would I have.time’ ‘to o after the flowers™ahd cream be back in time to weltome her Common sense whispered to omig the flowers, and.send Katie for the cream. But one of my faults or vir- tues—I never have beeen able to de- cide which—is the persistence with which I stick to a plan, once I have decided upon it. I made up my mind a chance on getting back in i time. What dress should T wear to greet Jay mother-in-law ? This was the next question that confronted me. T would have no time to change my at- tire after 1 came back from the florist’ 1 did not want to give the impression of having “dressed up” for neither did I wish ‘to appear abby:. T finally took down my best street suit, a blue broadcloth coat and skirt, There were several blouses which I could wear with it, and I chose one of dark blue silk, with a fichu and cuffs of lace. T rearranged my hair, ‘hurried into the gown, put on my tur cap and stole, and picking up my muff and purse, went to ‘the kitchen. “I am going now, Katie,” I sald. “Set the table and get everything ready so we can serve luncheon al- most as soon as they get here.” “I ’fraid you no get back in time.” | | Katie shook her head she looked at the clock. “Oh yes, T will. But,” as a sudden thought struck me, “if I shouldn’t, I will be back immediately afterward, £o tell Mr. Graham that I went out after some flowe For the realization had just swept over me, that the only opportunity I would have to telephone to Jack be- fore he sailed would be in the hour before my mother-in-law arrived. I could hardly leave the house during her first day with us, and I certainly could not telephone Jack from the apartment with the risk of Dicky's anger, and the disapprobation which I was sure would be his mother’s. dubiously as Strictly fresh Russell Bros. native eggs, 301 33c doz. Main St.—advt. “BALDPATE INN” OPEN AT LYGEUM Alired Grossafii&fipany Enter With “Seven Keys” “Seven Keys to Baldpate” opened last night at the Lyceum with a rush and promises to keep New Britain audiences in merry laughter for the entire week to come,—that is, turday night. Alfred Cros time has things to himself, gun and a ke winter time, and lots of unexpected visitors. Despite the fact that the revolver carried by the leading man fails to go off at psychological moments and lights remain out when he turns the switch, everything goes along swimmingly and laughs herate in copious quantities. treat in itself to see J. play the hermit, the “ghost” of Bald- pate mountain. Likewise it is good to see Joseph Henley play the part of the kindly old caretaker of the inn. As the caretaker's wite, the t mountain bred woman, Mrs, Wstelle Norton, well cast. M Julie Herne has not the opportunity to her histrionic powers in this She has only a few lines, and merely pave the way for action others The story of “Baldpate Inn' be unfolded here. (Remember vour promise, Mary!) Suffice it to ay that this pla one of the great- modern day dramas ever pre- sented and to miss it means be this with a rever- It is a Irving White pical piece. they i will to | deprived of seeing the most original | most sensational, most novel little 1iot that has been produceq in moons. The title tells how many o really are to Boldpate. know that the posse: firmly believ there to Baldpate in ex may be formed of ‘the aftermath, ‘hich leads the first entrant to cjaculate: “There are as many ke to Baldpate as there are on a Baby Grand,” or words to that effc Arthur Viston, Philip Talph Collie Jack Scott, M outhern and Miss Ruth By scod accounts of themselve comedy. kevs there When you sor of each key no other key tence some idea on give in this ©RRS, 33c doz every tussell one stricly Bros.—advt. STATE BAR ELECTS, Hartford, Feb. I.—Former Mayor William F. Henney of this city was . dent of the state bar at the annual meeting yes- Donald T. Warner of Salis- bury was chosen vice president and James E. Wheeler of New Haven was elected secretary-teasurer. Native fresh, Native eggs, 33c¢c doz. Russell Bros. WHITMAN IN RAC ny, Feb. 1.—Gov. Whitman’s determination to bring about harmony in the republican state organization is looked upon by his friends as the gov- ernor’'s trump card in his attempt to make a showing in the republican presidential situation. dress,”| anq, '€ | men, until | to summer hotel in the | pave taken up the thread of her story | again, 1 ! he s: ze mew flowaires—ze orchids, i say, | then, . OF MARY PA “THE STRANGE CASE | Read these episodes, cach plete insertior com- in See them acted on the motion picture screen at the Keeney Theater. EPISODE II. She came more willingly this time it seemed somehow less of an ordeal for she sensed that things had gone in her favor for a moment and she did not even flinch when with a flour- ish, the District Attorney took up the revolver (lying with the other cxhib- its of the case before the jury) thrusting it toward her, asked sharp- Iy: “Have before, M “Yes. It belonged to Mr. Pollock.” “Was it in his possession on the night when he was murdered?” “No.” Her voice broke now and fell. “It was in my possession then.” ‘And you had it at the Hotel Re- public?” “Yes. “And was it your habit,” the prose- cutor's voice was satirically mocking, ‘“was it your habit, Miss Page to at- tend banquets with a revolver in your hand bag?"” Mary flushed angri “The revolver was lying on dressing-table at the theater,” said, “and T put it into my bag, tending to give it to Mr. Langdon, but I forgot it.” “It was an unfortunate loss memory for Mr. Pollock,” id attorney drily, with a glance at ju Then he abruptly waved witness away, as though it would a waste of time to question her fur- ther. Langdon halted her. “Will you explain to the court,” he cried, “how the revolver came into your possession, Miss Page?" Gaining courage at his tone and the smile that accompanied his words, Mary turned toward the jury and that beautiful modulated voice that had held so many audiences spell- bound, she told rapidly, but in dctail the story of Pollock’s visit to he- dressing-room on the afternoon that fatal day. She faltered a little over the recital of his abrupt propos- al, and, woman-like, put in the worid . old apology for his brutality by the simple statement: “He was drunk, you Then, vividly, her gesturing and her voice rising with poignant memories and pride of Lang- don, she told of the later's entry in re- sponse to her screams and of his bat. | tle with Polloc Tensely silent, bui | with every nerve alert, the crowd list- ened as she described how Pollock had pulled the revolver out of his pocket only to drop it. “He tried to pick it up again,” she said, urconsciously visualizing for them the picture of the struggling “but T crawled close and snatched it up before he could reach LN rou ever seen this revolver my che in- of the be know." slender hands e paused and when she would ngdon’s hand stopped he all, thank you, Miss Page.” nd the district attorney, face, but with a new glint in his eves, got quickly to his feef. “I crave the court’s permission ask the witness one more question.” he said, and as the judge waved sent he asked slowly, knowing the sensation his question would create: 'Miss Page, was there anyvone clse in the room at the time this struggle was going on?” Not—not exactly in the room,” said Ma after an instan hesitation, “There were people outside the door and—and my maid, who had becn out, ran in during the excitement.” “Is your maid Janet or Jeanette Beauchamp ?" “Yes.” Mary’s voice was uneasy now, and her eves met the frightened ones of the maid, who had risen with the apparent intention of leaving the room. But before she had reached the door the Prosecutor had waved | ary from the stand and the clerk called loudly: “Janet Beauchamp!" There was a startled mon Dieu!” and the Frenchwoman paused, wringing her hands, the cen- ter of attention. She made a half movement as if determined to es cape any way and defy the law, but the sight of the police that guarded the exits and the stern repetition of her name brought her reluctantly back. She murmured a little p and crossed herself she took oath, but the cool friendliness of prosecutor's voice reassured her. “Janet, how long have vou been in the employ of Miss Page, “Two—no, tree year: s season.” “And was it usual for you to leave the dressing-room when your mis- tress W getting ready for the street 2" *No, “That he said, prise on h cry ‘of “Qh, the the monsieur-—sir!" “But you had heen told to leave her on this particular day?’ “Told to leave!" Janet's voice rose in gallic excitement. “Malis non! 1 had but gone to ze petite milliner for ze new flowaires for ze blue gown.” “Who told you to go?" “Monsieur Danield, he come in, and he and Mademoiselle, they talk, and pourquoi could T not go to get ince for one Page she should a0 to dress by would not be close hour yet. And Miss certainment that 1 for she could finish herself for once. “How long wer “Oh, ne sais pas—I <hops half you out? mean, I do | (Copyright 1915 by the McClure publications) : | and, | the | the | in j | the !'see the second episode in “The 'St | Case of Mary ' zation of the famous dram | Four not know. Maybhe twenty minutes. 1 come back quick parceque there arc two kinds of chid at ze shop and I want Mademoi- selle to s zem both.' “And isn't it true,”” shouted the District Attorney, suddenly leaning forward and fairly hurling his words at the witness, “isn't is true that when you came in you saw Miss Iagc threaten Mr. Pollock with this volver? He caught ke and e maid, with am of horror, a4 murmur fifteen, magbe re: up the thrust i Weapon as e under her auiverir shrank back of sympathy from crowd. She could not speak. “lsn’t it true?” pe ed the prose- cutor harshly. “Answer my question or tell us just what you you did sce when you came into the theatér upon your return from the errand.” Bursting into a storm of t Janet flung out her arms in gesture. It is true” Page. my magdemoiselle, she standing—and she had ze revolver pointed at Mr. Pollock—and he—he— ran out of ze room." At the words, Mary had been twitching tle amid ihe sC she sobbed whose hands nervously 1 Health and Vigor Necessitate Regulations of Organs # of Elimination. Skin foods and face and powders cannot make a woman beau- tiful, because beauty lies deeper than that—it depends on health. In most cases the 1 is of health and the cause of sickne: can be traced to the action of the bowels. 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Cald- well, 454 Washington St. Monticello, {1linois throughout the maid’s testimony, rose | to her feet with a little gasping cry as if she would speak; but before the words came she swung suddenly ahout and crumpled into little heap the floor. (To be continued.) a on Native eggs, 33c doz. Russell Bros, | STAGE CELEBRITIES IN SCREEN FEATURES s picturization of “The Cho us Lady,” the comedy drama in which Rose Stahl made her greatest hit, most entertaining feature of the “movic” program at Keeney's today. The play is exceptionaily well ad ed for screen showing and it make: five highly idteresting acts Tt presented by a capable company is well worth seeing. Tomorrow the Keeney patro pt- up is and s will inge Page,’ the story of which is now appearing daily in the Herald. This piece bids fair to be one of the t mystery serials ever picturized. It will run for fifteen weeks, a new epi sode to he shown every Wednesday. Attention is called to the appearance of John Mason, co-star with Hazel Dawn, in “The Fatal Card,” a picturi- \ic success, scheduled for Wedne and Thurs- day. “The Secret Sin,” aeted before the camera by Blanche Sweet and a strong company will top the program Friday and Saturd Earl Metcalfe plays the lead in the big war film, “The Nation's Peril.” billed for Thurs day and Friday this week’'s Big feature. The Trolics vaudeville company dancer: Ay of 1915 this feature. 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Some people are and others to act To take two Boswell was born to by good fortune (for he found a jewel worth setting in Johnson. Again David found destined partner in Jonathan are born to be as foils. famous be a foi both When the girl of whom the ways the partner. as well when she has to. The aggr sive players all like her for their part- work, but and capable of beautiful team mate her with a negative break the current abruptly, a good ddncer. quick at Of course she is Not hecause she is the new steps, nor because particularly graceful or has usual sense of rhythm, but she follows perfectly. Give man and she will follow his so fectly that he thinks he i ful dancer and consequently her. an a Knowing Where. I know another woman who is actu- better dancer, lighter on her more graceful, quicker at steps, but isn't consid- good a dancer by men, be- can't accustom hers to a and new <0 she ally feet the ered cause she the Authorman describes a girl whom we not part- have foils instances: and partics) off his She Is Capable of Good Team Work. Au- thorman spoke plays cards she is al- She plays a per- fect supporting game, but she hates to take the initiative and never plays ner, and with any one of them she is vou as when you put two negative poles together. getting she is un- because her a per- | beauti- admires The Other Girl Can’t Follow Without i who following blindly without knowing what she is doing or what is coming P% next. In other words, she isn't a partner. She couldn’t be, it her make-up. It is an interesting thought to select the your various friends in the chromaticl scale, in other words, to think colors best des their tempers r00d isn't train keynotes o what ibe ments. The partner neutral grey, tiful in itself, but lovely for almost any other ally such positive ones scarlet, coral, rose or green The lady who cannot ner is a bright yellow shiny, decided, cheerful bit tiresome. Another girl I know I characterize, by one of tones of scarlet, smart, just a little hard. When lady is gr not particularly beau foi espe as a color, as vellow, be a person, and part-3 sun 48 little . would stylishy andi a the vivid Scarlet Marries Yellow. Usually people whose ments are represented by colors dislike each other apart, but occasionally tric ter god who loves to throw dust in people’s eyves blinds a sca let to the fact that it a yellow he is courting. And then, when they get the dust out of their eyes, is apt to be trouble afoot. I think a study of people’s might well be part of science of eugenics. Fortunately this is and there is room in of people, are scarlet the partners and the people who have partners. To sure there who couldn’t be a partner was very couldn’t b a partner was very little in demand, but nowadays thewe is more room for her, though aven vet the woman who is the bornk partner will be apt to find her niche most easily. e ] —eey temperadie clashing and keep, the little is there color Kkeys the world kinds a big it for al and the be | strietly | —advt. DOROTHY CLARKE February 1 By Helen and 1 dropped in to see Isa- as I heard she had studio belle today, taken a new since T had good hu- start away; she was in such a mor, having gotten a fin on she to do live up dowdy. what modelir fine by a was I We she ing and new figure told her, ought to horribly asked us such wor it 1ook- She laughed thought of to we | i I | been | : MY STYLE DIARY the signed grey crash new apron Madame her, It hanging straight from of gorgeous-colored fastened in the back the top and a mnar in two pieces, one on the opening, at ' thell crossed, and comingi§ the waist, tied | and$ hung down the front. The henilh large pockets and cuffs of the full sleeves were of cretonne. It wa$ both a useful and effective apron, had deg for was made yoke It at circular retonne. by one snap row sash cut each side of waistline; they loosely round