New Britain Herald Newspaper, September 16, 1916, Page 4

YCEUM rand Upening Tonight ‘SOME BABY” [PRICES—25¢, 50¢, 75c, $1.00.. Boxes $1.50, YCEUM THURS. SEPT. 21 LORNTY WUSICALCONEDY OFYouT | E YEAR-NEW YORK &CHICAGO X MONTHS-BOSTON & PHILADELPHIA —JUST— uneful Tunes, Jolly Fun and Pretty Girls. ARGAIN PRICES—25¢, 50¢, T5¢, $1.00. he Greatest Bargain in Theatrical History eat Sale at Crowell’s LYCEUM CURTAIN comedy will be at the Lyceum tonight. It the purpose of rousing the risibilities and when fect raze, of complication an aged pro- | fessor of chemistry, his daughter aged twenty, of forty, NEW. BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER A STORY YOU CAN BEGIN AT ANY 1IME How Cora and David Temple Solved Their Marital FProblems By ZOE BECKLEY “For Better, for Worse” One thing was certain: The more the Rourke crowd hammered at David, the more bitter their attacks grew, the more conscienceless they be- came in their “exposures” of David’s ‘“‘past” in the newspapers and other- wise, the closer Cora was determined to stick. These were hard, hard days. But somehow the troubie served to show Cora Temple how much she really loved her husband. 1t was terrible beyond anything she had experienced to pick up the papers in the morn- ing and see whole columns about David, his work at Colony Park, his name linked by innuendo with this woman and that, his professional honor subt- ly attacked. Oh, it was dreadful! But. like most big troubles, it created a sort of strength with which to meet it, There were days when Cora felt a sort of glory in what she had to bear. She actunally wanted to rush out“into the crowded strec and shout her husband's innocence, and her own challenge for fate to do its worst. She could bear it! She could snap her fingers at it even! They would triumph in the end, for David was honorable and fine and good, and she knew it if nobody else aid. Thus she steeled herself to strength and the semblance of cheerfulne: There were davs, too, when the echo of her marriage service rang in her ears—"‘for better for worse, for richer for poorer in ckne: and in health, till death do us part.”” She had often thought in her carefree days how little chance a wife in her circumstances had to prove her loyalty and love. It was so easy to be sweet and good and affectionate when all was going well, Then had come the struggle with Rose Brett at episode of Wanda Laurence, and then the crash, and now— But this was worst of all, this holding up of her beloved one before an unfeeling public to whom a man’s guilt was all-absorbing; the possibility of his inro- cence of no importance. At all events, if Cora wept in anguish as David and the good Dr. Hart- ley and other fine-spirited men who longed to see clean politics in the com- munity waged their battle for the right she did it in secret. Day after day she went about her hemely household tasks, glorifying them by regarding them as her share in a real life battle, doing them with such “art” as she could bring to bear, praying silently in her soul that truth would triumph in the end and all come right. Nigh after night David came home, weary and downcast or elated and triumphant, as the case might be. DBut always to find his wife brisk and bright and with sgmething interesting to talk about apart from the subject weighing on both their minds. It was not an easy thing. Many a time Cora longed to give up the effort, put her head on David's breast and let him do the comforting. She was so tired, so tired. She went out little, shrinking with all her troubled heart from the sympathetic expressions of her friends. She would have given much for 2 mother’s shoulder to cry on Tut her mother lived far away and knew nothing of this happening. Or a sister who would understand and quietly stand by. Or even a friend to whom she could pour out her heart and thus ease its aching. There seemed no one but Beth Wcodford. And Cora felt she could not endure Beth’s “I told you so.” So she took lonely outings instead, mingling with street cars, sitting in sunny places ir the parks where childien played. Then one evening as she returned from a long tramp and a ride across the ferry she met a messenger boy just turning from her door. “Something for Temple?’’ she asked eagerly. “Yas'm; sign here. Cora tore open the yellow to the name signed to the telegram. Colony Park and the strangers on the envelope with thumping pulses. It was Carter Brett! KITSON’S DANCING SCHOOL OPENING Her gaze flew GOES UP TONIGHT “Some Bal the clever farcical Next Tuesday evening, at the Bun- galow, foot of Arch street, Prof. J. F. Kitson will open his dancing school for the sixteenth consecutive term. This season as in previous vears there will be two c the beginners and advanced classes. The beginners class will begin promptly at 7:30. and the advanced at 0. Waltz, Fox Trot and One-Step will be taught. Mr. Kitson having had fifteen years is a three-act play conceived for you see into what a per- his sister on the other side the youthful suitor for the Monday Night. daughter’s hand, a retired general of sixty, and a number of minor charac- ters can be involved ia, you will un- derstand the reason for the laugh pro- ducing qualities attributed to it. The the old professor’s firm belief that he has discovered this long sought magic —that starts the action and keeps the audience on the qui vive ur to the final curtain. Grace Merritt hedds an excellent acting company including Carolyn Freind, Grace Johnson, Ce- leste Leslie, Dorothy Gray, Don Mac- Millan, Sterling Chiseldine, Delancy Tonight Charl “THE COUNT” Chaplin In Elixir of Youth does it sll—or rather j experience in teaching the art of dan- cing can guarantee satisfaction. Any one wishing to learn how to dance should be on hand next Tuesday at 7:30 o’clock. Commencing at 8:30 and lasting until 11 o’clock the advanced class will be in session and music will be fur- nished by Lynch's orchestra and it is .not necessary to say that the music will be the best and most up-to-date obtainable. Beginners should bear in mind that despite the fact that the advanced s is in session, that they will have i Barkley, Sam Black and Willilam Harry Myers In Moore.y “THE LATEST . OF VAMPIRI High Class Vaudeville. A group of us were riding in a machine the other evening. It was a beautiful evening, the swift motion was pleasant, the outdoor fragrances that seem so much more poignant at HARTFORD. Twice Daily, 2:15-8:15 p. m. The Old Saying: “Laugh and the World Laughs with You,” has been changed. Now It Goes—See the 20TH CENTURY MAIDS with JIM BARTON And Laugh With the World Ladies' M Every Day 10c cept . and Holiday: como were wonderfully sweet. We all knew each other reasonably well. There was no need for conver- sation, we really had nothing to say— and yet we talked. We Had Nothing to Say and We Said Tt. We spoke of riding. Someone said: “I like to ride in the day time better because you can sec so0 much more.” We spoke of clothes. Someone said: “I always buy at the markdown sales because you get things so much cheaper.” Someone else said: “Yes, but things are pretty well picked over then.” Why, at such times as these, when silence is golden ana speech is chaft, do we persist in talking? If People Only Talked When They Had Something To Say. If they only spoke when they had something they really wanted to say, something that they thought would be really interesting and suggestive to the hearers, think how the volume of most people’s speech would be cut down! keener?) GRAND OPENING —OF— itson’s Dancing School TUESDAY, SEPT. 19 i BUNGALOW WALTZ, ONE-STEP AND FOX TROT WILL BE TAUGHT [BEGINNERS AT 7:30, DVANCED AT MUSIC BY Lynch’s Orchestra 30 RFECTLY PASTEUR I1ZED MILK SEIBERT AND SON, ark Street, Near Stanley, B teams. Tel, connections. night (I wonder if it is because as wo | use our eyes less our other senses be- | on’s personal attention during lthe entire evening. When Silence Is Golden Theoretically speech is a medium whereby we express our thoughts. Actually it is quite as often a screen whereby we try to conccal our lack of thoughts. The other day I heard two women talk about the weather for fifteen minutes. First they spoke of the weather of the moment (it was a hot day), then they cach expressed their preferences in weather, then they ro- hashed the weather of the past season, then, when it seemed as if they must drop the subject and say something, lh(‘v went back to last year and com- ared it with this summer. When I (‘un\c away they were talking about the famous hot spell in 1911. Weather Talk Is the Small Change of Conversation. Now weather casual subject, is a perfectly good none better. As an ice-breaker or a gap filler there is nothing like it. I sometimes think perhaps that is what it was made for. But to use it as a subject of sustained conversation is quite another thing. Weather is the small change of con- versation. To use it in extended talk is like paying big bills with pennies, permissible, but infinitely tiresome and futile. It is so easy to keep still when you have nothing worth saying once you get the knack of it. And so distinguished. 2z c. ... 16, e e e — e RS e I.XYC Tuesday Eve The Season’s First Real Novelty! EDWARD Delightful N ew Quaker Comedy. “FRIEN MARTHA" with an Exceptional Cast. Chas. A. Stevenson Edward Emery Reginald Denny Jack Raffael Walter Walker L OO\ Y% { , Sept. 19th PEPLE’S 0Oza Waldrop Laura Burt Ida Mulle Gladys Fairbanks Waiter Howe Direction of ED WARD MacGREGOR PRICES—25¢ to $1.50. Seat Sale at Crowell’s Fnday mgh.t REVELATIONSOF A W IFE By ADELE GARRISCHN Dicky Is Alive, But He is Hurt Slight- | 1y and Needs You, Madge. “Never mind, Mrs. Gorman, I'll an- swer that.” Lillian Underwood brushed past me | and snatched the receiver of the tele- phone from the nerveless hand of Grace Draper’s sister, Mrs. Gorman. I'sank down on the stairs and clutched the stair rail tightly with both hands to keep from falling. Mrs. Gorman shrank back against the wall as far as she could go and threw her hands out before her as if warding off the thing she dreaded so much. The long, insistent peal of the tele- phone bell had come just as Lillian and I had finished reading the sinister letter which Grace Draper’s sister, | Mrs. Gorman, had found underneath | her pillow when she went to bed. In it the girl bade her sister good-by, left directions as to her burial and de- clared her intention of ‘“taking the | longest journey of all, with, oh! such Tz compan if a question she meant to ask that night was answered in a manner to disappoint her. Mrs. Gorman had rushed through the night, wild with terror, to bring us the letter and ask for an explanation. To Lillian and me the letter needed no interpreter With the vision of Grace Drape attempt to drown me before us, knew that the letter, translated bald- ly, meant that Grace Draper intended to-make one last appeal to Dicky, and if that failed, to take him with “her on the long death journey she had threatened. Even half way up the stairs where I crouched, I could hear coming over the ’phone loud, rapid unintelligible words in a hoarse voice, which I knew was not Dicky I listened breathlessly for Lillian’s answers. “Yes, ye the matter ths is Lil, Harry. What's Seriously 2 ‘Where are you?” “Yes, we were coming anyway. Miss Draper’s sister is here with a letter she wrote. We'll be in on the next train. Don’t bother to meet us. We'll take a taxi straight from the station.” I had crept down the stairs at the word, “seriously,” and now staggering with terror I caught her hand and pre- vented her putting the receiver back on its hook. “Is Dicky dead?” I demanded. “No, no, child,” she said, soothingly. “I don’t believe it * I cried mad- dened by my own fear. “Call him to the ’phone. TLet me hear his voice myself, then T'll believe you.” She took the receiver out of my grip, put it back upon the hook and grasped my hands firmly, holding them as she would those of a hysterical child. “See here, Madge,” she said sternly. “Dicky is very much alive, but he is hurt slightly, and needs you. We have barely time to get that train. Hurry and get ready.” Mrs. Gorman snatched at her arm as she passed. ‘Won’t You Tell Me?” “Grace?” she whispered hoarsely. “She is alive,” Lillian said, gavely, “but I cannot give you any more news than that. The only thing for us to do is to get to them. ‘“Please 'phone for that taxi, Mrs. Gorman. Get one from Crest Haven. We'll take the train there as it will attract less notice there than going from Marvin.” The woman went obediently to the telephone and Lillian rushed up the stairs after me. Katie was standing shivering in the hall above “Katie,”” Mrs. Underwood’s tone was crisp, commanding, “do you want to be left all alone in this house?” “Oh, no, no, Katie wailed. “Then you dress yourself faster than ou ever did before in your life,” Lil- lan went on in staccato tones. “Throw a few things in a little bag, for you will probably be gone a day or two. Then lock up all over the house, see to vour refrigerator, your stove and yot Nora, | safely lights, so that we can close the house { know come to Mrs. Gorman’s rcom and help her if she nceds it. Hurry, now.” Katie dashed down the hall, terror of being left alone evidently lending | wings to her fee “Can you dre: ourself without me, H Madge?” Lillian asked tenderly. *I must dress, too, you know, but T will come to you as soon as I get 1nto some- | thing. you dress, throw the things out on the bed that you think you and Dicky will need for a couple of days’ stay with me. I will pack them. Put in some changes of pajamas for Dicky, his tooth-brush and shaving things. “Won’t you tell me?” I began, then | stopped as Lillian made an impatient gesture. “There's the “We h. wxi Now.” ven't time, 1t Grace D she said. “All I aper is hurt se risously and Dicky slightly, and they're both at our apartment. She rushed into her room and I went blindly dowy the hall toward mine. I cannot remember much of what happened after that. I seemed to be benumbed physically and mentally. I remember dressing, slipping on the quickest thing T could, a t dress, over which I knew I could wear | a long coat. Then I remember from Dicky’s room to mine and back again, gathering up the things that I thought we might need. Dicky had a large, handsome traveling hag and it ' easily held all the things I wished. When Lillian came to my room she found me nearly through. “Good,” she commented. “If you | have any extra things you can put them in my bag, for I'm only carrying back my toilet articles. Harry and I have plenty of extra things at home. “Thank you,” I returned. ‘““Then I'll just slip in this lounging robe and slip- pers of Dicky's.” “That's a good idea,” sa d Lillian, heartily. “Give them to me and I'll put | them in. You're all ready aren’t you?" “All but my hat,” I returned. “I'll be down stairs immediately.’ “There’s the taxi now,” she said ,as the honk of an automobile horn sounded in front of the gate. [Mfixfior Tomdrrow | Breakfast. Stewed Figs Cereal with Cream Scrambled Eggs Muffins Cofteo Dinner. Boiled Mutton Fruit Cocktail Caper Sauce Red Bean Saute Mashed Potatoes Waldorf Salad Snow Pudding Coffee. Supper. Nut Sandwiches Gingerbread Iced Tea. Scrambled Eggs—Butter add eggs, and seasoned salt and pepper. Stir the ecggs until they are of a soft, creamy consistency throughout. Serve at once. Gingerbread—Sift one teaspoonful baking powder and half teaspoonful salt twice with two cupfuls flour. Stir to a cream half cupful butter, half cupful sugar and half cupful mo- lasses. Warm mixture slightly and beat light before adding a well beaten egg, half teaspoonful ground mace and tablespoonful hot water; stir this into half cupful sweet milk, lastly, stir in flour; beat hard for one minute, bake in two well buttered shallow pans in moderate oven till ready. a saute pan, beaten with continually, water spots from a dress in lukewarm Remove by dampening water; then place a plece of cloth over the water spots on the right side and pre: for a couple of days, and then | goer will enjoy; a one-piece | going | 1916. ews v‘or Theater Goers and Women Readers l l‘ ’. ‘ Itisnt the star and it isn't the play — IT IS THE NAME ETRO PICTURES that guaxantecs you a fine evenings entertainment “FRIEND MARTHA,” AT LYCEUM TUESDAY Into an indescribably charming background Edward Peple has writ- ten a rippling comedy of youth and love and action in his newest four-act comedy “Friend Martha' which Edgar MacGregor will present here on mnext Tuesday at the Lyceum with a metro- politan cast. It is a play which every theater- play of virility, stir- lovable characters and | wonderful appeal. That it is from |the pen of the brilliant author of “The Prince Chap,” “The Littlest | Rebel,” “A Pair of Sixes"” and other | notable successes alone insures its But no words can | describe its appeal, its true human | note of sympathy and its quaint, | whimsical humor which ripples ! straight into the final unexpected “punch.” The comedy introduces to theater-goers a new and charming character in winsome “Friend Mar- |tha,” a slip of a Quaker maiden who | defies the stern dictum of her Quaker | parents and learns something of life | before happiness finally comes to | crown her romance Presented nare { by Edgar MacGregor with the same | metropolitan cast and production to be seen on Broadway within a few weeks, “Friend Martha” will prove an unusual treat to the theater-goer of every age. With Oza Waldrop in the title role will be such excellent artists as Charles A. Stevenson, Ed- ward Emery, Reginald Denny, Mabel Burt, Jack Raffael, Uda Mulle, Gladys Fairbanks, Walter Walker and Wal- ter Howe. Seats now selling. ring action, | highest qualit; “WHEN DREAMS COME TRUE,” COMING HERE “When Dreams Coem Tru>"” the first mus comedy written & Bartholomae, author of “Lit Brown’” and ‘“Over ght,’ produced at the Lyceuwm next Thurs- da; Philip Miss will N be ilvio Hein, who composed the musie, will be remembered as the composer of the scores of some cf the most pronounced successes of recent seasons. The three acts of “When Dreams Come True,” are entirely differcnt in outline, the first carrying some dra- touches, as well as & number of situations; the sscond being 1, and the third having mu and dancing features. The play con- tains no fewer than sevenicen danci numbers, most of them invented directed by Robert C. Adams, leading member of the cast. In company are in addliion to Adams, Loraine Lester, Carmen cele, Connie Mac, Anna Little, F, Palmer, Roy E. Butler, Harlan Pri Jill Woodward and other well known musical comedy artists. A chorns of exceptionally shapely and handsome yvoung women will act a back- ground for the principals, and help materially in the rendition of the various singing and dancing num- bers. Scat sale, Monday night. there earl 1L and the the Mr. c. a. All blooming shrubs trimmed after they blooming. It is the makes the bloom: off in the spring should have stopped new growth that and if that is cut the bush will not until both pieces of material are dry. bloom well. Br- | will mark the final N ing of the new Count,” In which Charl appearing picture has been on week and large joyed it every day. role similar to those in to fame in “The Count’ the most of every who have not attended performances during the take advantage of’ this his varied eccentricities. Among “The this evening. Victor attraction, 'rtle Gonzales appear. be the Vitagraph M will Universal releases Patrons of the thea attention to the vaude this week. It is easily en in a long time. ers_will conclude engagements tonght cludes Billy Barlow udeville;” Schenk a song and convers The Devil's Revue, cal comed in tion a The offering at the Grand ford, next week, matinees daily. It is bination that it com ably with any of the made in the matter of costume equipment. limit are the stage at Monte Carlo, of the second act complished comedian, and is provided with the tunities he has ever e surrounding him are st as Alice Lazar, Bob Ferr lam, Arthur Lawson, and Grace Seymour composed of twenty can sing and dance. ported juggler, does Today’s performance will conclude the en “Twentieth Century Jim Barton, the tramp the star. The productior been keeping the lar laughing all the week, “The Aviator.” igl Mutual comedy, to such advantage. the program audiences have Chaplin which he and he makes opportunity. picture is well worth seeing ar any W falling under the spell of Ck Other good films are promised them Vampires,” in which Harry My Then there ~ blue ribboner, “The Confliet,” in addition to the usual r ill tr The enter their New The talent n clever “$1,000,000 Dolls” Theater, with said of this com- rl only because of the exceptional ities of the members of the chorus, but for the lavish ex the Theatrical Operating com scenic Gorgeous to the settings, 8o the reproduction of the gold room which forms a part Lew Hilton, heads the c 1jC Betty The chorus is ht C i at agement Maic con | CHAPLIN FILM FOR SATURDAY NIGHTERS Tonight's performance at Keene w Britain show. “The haplin is Che all en- has a rose The those of the eek chance of aplin and for the ot and are Latest alling m bill n- are e pro) e best Britain in- Follies of umber and musi- “MILLION $ DOLLS” AT GRAND THEATER be the Hart- usual will the favor- shows, not cast and penditure 1y has and notably the ac- st best oppor- while yyed h favorit m K Powers who im- tunts, girls, vo, an nal th which audiences is entitled | \ Household Nortes | When the cake ers for the there is too put it on plain children. A good tea quart of freshly of lemon juice; punch sweeten tiny bits of pineapple, jzmd slices of bananas. much This makes a good, is made made tea, it, punch-bowl with cracked ice sad icing oda for crack- sweet ke win a a gupful st in a add s.wberries 1ould and D'Arville frr ™ abil-