New Britain Herald Newspaper, October 18, 1916, Page 4

w; f‘E‘" 3 Ay < LYCEUR e Ev'g, 0 M @3 nt [P2TR8] Crowell's Tuesday Night. 10 SR RSN WO TR AY, Gei. 21 AND NIGHT 0. ges MATINEE PRICES—25c to $1.50 MATINEE—25¢ to $1.00. Seat Sale at Crowell’'s Wednes- day Night, TONIGHT ONLY. Florence La Badie in “THE FUGITIVE” Gold Rooster Feature. Don’t Miss the FIVE BOYS IN BLUE Big Musical Novelty. OTHER BIG ACTS, Today and Tomorrow Mr, William Fox Presents June Caprice IN ‘The Ragged Princess’ Billie Burke IN “Gloria’s Remance” Chapier 14 PATHE WEEKLY GEORGE OVEY, TCHIX THAT GLAR N BUR- Matinee Evening 10c¢ ALL THIS WEEK TR 1 RAN HARTFORD: RBtone and Pilard n a Brand New Show HE RAG DOLL IN RAGLAND nee Every Day Zoge . o] A STORY YOU Her Side--and His Da CAN BEGIN AT ANY Solved Their Marital LY how Cora and d Temple By ZOE Problems “ Vo4 ‘9/\ £y Sen “I'll teach David said softly, 1g the tin) “Him?2!" Cora “Him!" David Cora put n the royal robe. she asked curiously “Be - T want s and minc to go higgest prizes in the game,” David said he shouid incline that way, T want him to be eligible for the presidency of this country If he should refer being president of a railroad, I'é want him to have a chance at that. a girl would be a considerable hindrance to him in either direction, You'll admit that, won't you” And vou wouldn’t want to voung one's outlook for the future, would vou? he smiled “But the outlook is broadening for women, too,” Cora argued, Yes, a few mighty ones are filling big places in spite of the fact that they are women,” David admitted. “But I don’t want our to have any handicaps to overcome: nat of his own making. The big prizes in life are hung man high. The shoving and pushing of the crowd for those prizes a man can stand best. Men make the laws, men rule the nations, men run the railroads, the trusts, the courts—" I guess you'll find a queen or two heading nations,” “But queens are going out of style,” David a man's world.” “Well, we women will sce that we gct a full half interest in it,” Cor spiritedly. “Amen to that! Meanwhile—" “Then there’s another reason why T should like it to be him,” David went on softly. I want a man chum after my own heart when I am oldish some one with whom to take long tramps, go camping and roughing, swim and box with and smoke a pipe with—" ““And, with the exception of the pipe, why is £00a?" Cora asked, bridling with mock jealou affected. “A man does not know how to picture a woman chum except as a sweet- heart,” David replied. “That’s why he does not find himself wishing for one in preference to a man after he has found his sweetheart—as T have, But a rian chum he kno He has had chums of that kind in childhood, youth, all through 1ife. “And almost always there's something lacking or imperfect in him that makes the companionship only a partial affair. Hal's a good fellow, a tonio when you're playing. But play is all he knows, and you can't help feecling sorry for his Ineffectualness when it comes down to the work side of life, Fritz is a wonder of efficlency, but he fits into play about as comfortably as a steam roller would in a flower garden. “Well, I have a hankering to have the bringing up of a man who will be ‘all around.” I want to give him the kind of mind that can ‘forge the an- chors and spin the gossamers of thought.’ I want him to know how ta work and how to play. I want him to be able and gracious. I want him to have his one look inta the book and the two looks inta life. In short,” he smiled “1 want a man chum!” A “And I—I want a woman chum on him swi @ nming : protested. Ter! ntly but firmly decided. do “Why do vou want it to be a him?” farthest, fare best and win the you the cramp son Cora broke in. responded. ‘“No, dear, this said “But little time off. David said fervently. that's a n't a woman chum just ¢ though not all of it it v the same pattern,” Cora said softly. | § | tion. David scratched his head in mock sudden illumination. “I have it!” he cried. solution but to have—" But Cora clapped her hand over “PRINCE OF PILSEN” AT LYCEUM FRIDAY | perplexity. Then his face pretended “Since you insist and I insist, there’s no other | i i his mouth. tains more music than half a dozen of the average current musical com- edies, and there is enough comedy the character of Hans Wagner, the Tich brewer from ‘“Zinzinnati” who is mistaken for Pilsen’s Prince, to flood with laughter the anemic plots of many a lbretto. For the revival of this musical com- edy gem there has been assembled a cast of unusual ability including Charles Herne in the role of Hans Wagner, Estella Birney, the flirtations ity widow, Edward T. Mora as the real prince, Irene Duke, the chic | French mald, Fldora Stanford, the! “good old days,” who insists there 15 | demure ingenue, and a number nf nothing worth while in today. Hap- |other well known players. A beauty pily *“The Prince of Pilsen” has chorus of generous numbers will add | proved an exception to this rule. The “ physical and vocal charms to the oth- piece has been universally successful. | er attractions of the musical comedy. Probably this is due to the fact that | The scenery, costumes and effects are “The Prince of Pilsen” is not so old | eniirely new this season. ~Seats now fashioned atter all. Certainly it con- | selling. On Friday old musical at the Lyceum the dear comedy “The Prince of Pilsen” will be the attraction. Revivals are rarely .successful. Press and playgoers alike are forced | to smile at the ‘“asides” and ‘'solilo- quies,” pathos and loose technique | that marked play, player and play- | wright of fifteen years ago. They interest only the champion of the For Just Two Minutes How difficult it is to get’even intel- | ready had a turn had another jqea, ligent people to act together! | and then someone whose turn it wag We had a little illustration of it that | couldn't think of a song and gid sreatly interested me one day last|think of one two minutes later, when summer. | it wasn’t his turn Just as the last por. A group of about twenty of us|son in the circle, a small girl who had were having a camp-fire supper. We ' been walting intensely for her tupm had supped, we had romped with the was about to announce her choice. o | children, and finally. we had gathered grown-up #ied, “Now, let’ ) in a semi-circle about the fire Wh, ‘Good-night, Ladies “Start a song,” said someone Now, of course, except for the one 0f Course Everybody Hung Bac disappointment it qidn’t really matter Nobody responded. Everyone wait- | Whether we stood by our arrangement R e or not, but it did show how hard it is Then someone made a good sugges- ' L0 people to act together. “Let’s go around the circie and The Ability to Co-operate Is Nota | each start some song he like i “Fine!” said everyone, and after the usual discussion as to which end the singing should start, we got under way. It was an excellent arrangement. It gave each person a chance to have his favorite song sung, it gave everyone an opportunity to contrbute his share, it made it possible for each one to plan ahead what he should do when his turn came. | someone Was Seized With An Inspira- tion Cut of Turn. Then someone on the opposite side of the circle was seized with an inspir- ation at just the moment when It was someone else's turn to sing. Next someone else who finish up | Common Virtue. The ability to co-operate intelligent- ly is not a common virtue. | We wonder that our governments | are not more efficient. Is it not large- Iy because this virtue is so rare? Gov- ! ernment Is one of the most complex forms of co-operation. If we are in- | capable of the simplest, what wonder | we are incapable of that? 1 Are you a good co-operater? Can vou make an agreement that | requires acting together and keep it, exercising seif-control, respecting rights of others, and keeping your | cve firmly fixed on the common wel- ! fare? Tl o had al- NIG HT Alleys 0 Anthony allowance of $50,000, | a the | rescued by the ever valiant Dr. Royce. SDAY, OCTQ 18, FiR 1916. Mrs. Drexel Sues Husbazd 19 Secure Her Allowance MR.an@ MRS A A writ of foreign attachment was filed in Philadelphia for Mrs. Marga- rita Armstrong Drexel, wife of Col. J. Drexel, residing abroad, | to compel him to pay her an annual awarded June 21 by the chancery court in London. Under an agreement Mrs. Drexel was | to hold five policies on her husband’s | Iife, aggregating $300,000, besides the 0,000. Anthony J. Drexel, Jr., isl the husband of the former Miss Mar- | jorie Gould, daughter of Mr. and ! Mrs. George J. Gould. BILLIE BURKE TO BECOME A MOTHER What will be welcomed as s\n‘pris‘! ing, although pleasant news, is the | whispered announcement that Billie | Burke, the fascinating star of Gloria’s | Romance, Is about to become a| 1916 George Kleine Miss Billle Buske mother. The fact became known some time ago and when pressed for | an answer, the popular photoplay star | admitted the truth and the happy event is looked forward to in the very future. Miss Burke in private the wife of the great musical | producer, the man who has made the follie 1 nation and in fact a world-wide, theatrical triumph, Flo Ziegfield Jr. Their marriage was real love match and the sen- sation of the theatrical vea It seems rather appropriate that in chapter 14 of Gloria’s Romance, which will be the attraction at Fox’ today and tomorrow that Gloria | should appear in the role of a mother | to the little waif that she adopted in ; the night court. This chapter show%E Glorla tracing the murderer of her| fiancee to his bharge on the river front and of her being attacked ani near life comedy was This chapter also propounds the per- plexing question: Is Gloria beginning to love him? In addition to the above Mr. William Fox will present “The Ragged Princess” featuring lit- tle June Caprice. This is the story of a little girl raised in an orphanaga who runs away and gets into all kinds § BEROL MEMORY TRAINING COURSE AT Y. M. C. A. OPENS TODAY Afternoon and Evening Classes First Lesson Free | W | | of adventures only to find in the end that she is to be happily married to the man she loves. June Caprice plays the part of Alicia, the orphan- age drudge and Harry Hilliard, s Harry Deigan her sweetheart. Tn addition to the above star attractions | the Pathe Weekly, with views of cur- rent events from all parts of the | world, the Geo Ovey comeay | “Catching that Bur , and the “Ses | America First” fravel firm will be | shown, | Printed blue broad bands of s 1y afternoon frock. mmed with | skin makes a pret- | | sweetened, sprinkle thick | small portion and roll thin as a wafer. NIGHT OF LAUGHTER “He Laughs Best Who Laugh: Last,” and the above serles of faclal expressions tell the reason, or the most of it, why May Irwin the much- beloved comedienne, is rated the rich- est actress of the American stage. She is laughter commerclalized and humanized, too. “I am an optimist, and no turn of misfortune can make me anything else,” she said reeently. And this has been the secret of her public suc- ce “My mother taught me to get up singing and to go to bed the same way and it's a God-glven habit, be- cause you can’'t sing and carry a grouch at the same time.” Miss Trwin will bring her ninety- nine varieties of laughter with her for the performance of her new com- edy, "33 Washington sSquare,” to the Lyceum on Saturday, matinee and night. They say it is the best play the ever popular comedlenne has ever had. This is saying a good deal, for Miss Irwin has had many successes since she first became the star in “The Widow Jones.’ Here are some of the titles Miss Irwin now wears as a consequence of the letter which she sent to President Wilson to ridicule the jingoes and pests who were trying to embarrass the president during his critical in- ternational discussions. These titles were awarded by the newspaper edi- torial writers of the United States: Not an Almost Cltizen but a Citl- zen of the World.”"—New York Mail. “Apostle of Sunshine and Good Humor.”"—Cambridge, Mass., Tran- seript. “Finest Exemplar of American Hu- mor.”—Rochester, N, Y., Herald. 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SUITS Fashion’s latest modes in Wool Velours, Serges, Gaber- dines, Broadcloths, Poplins, etc. All sizes from misses’ to 51—a large variety to choose from. SUITS SUITS SUITS SUITS COATS $7.98 to $75 Trimmed Hats, Dresses, Skirts, Waists, Shoes, FEtc. Bte. THEGEsAR Misch Stome | 687008 MAIN STREET | HARTFORD REVELATIONSOF A WIFE By ADELK GARRISON What Katie Wished Madge the Man She Loved. As Katie felt the touch of my arm around her shoulders, and heard me | 8sk her to tell the reason for her sud- den outbreak of tears and sobs, she‘ clutched mTe convulsively with both | her strong young hands and putting her head down on my shoulder wept as if her heart would break. I let the tears have their reasoning that no matter what their cause, they would relieve her. But I could not understand the outburst. Katie had always seemed such a volatile, happy-go-lucky creature, with only occasional fits of sullenness. way, Since her engagement ta Jim she had | teen wildly happy. But as I reflected on it, I had seen her several times musing as if worried. Her sobs gradually grew quieter, and at last she withdrew herself from my arms, and faced me, her face all swollen and creased with tears. “I guess you tink I'm crazy, Missis Graham,” she said, “but I so wotried, I not know vot to da. have to tell something sometimes. 'fraid to tell Jim. He maybe get s0 mad by me. I guess I tell you. Maybe you tell me vot right to da. She walked over to the door, closed and locked it. Then bringing her rocking chair over to me, she pushed me gently into it, and sank dawn on the floor at my feet, clasping my knees and looking up into my face with all the humble pathetic trustfulness of a dog. “Don’t sit down there, Katle,” I said, with a vague dislike of seeing her in that posture. ‘“There is another | chair over there.” ; “I feel so mooch better here,” she returned,pitifully. For a long time she sat silent, while I waited for her to regain control of herself. “I not know joost how to tell you,” she said, slowly, “I so ashamed.” “Never ming being ashamed, Katle,” I said, a bit impatiently, for that wds Katie's phrase, her excuse for every- thing that went wrong. ‘Just tell me all about whatever worries you. Per- haps 1 can help.” “I guess I begin at the beginning,” e said, after another long pause. | Dot vas may back in Poland when I so young, so foolish.” | Her Youthful Romance. Katie's air of maturity, of having to Tell , titude, and worried lest | i experienced all the problems of the ! sa; the secret which she seemed bent on telling me sheuld prave something which might stand in the way of her marriage. “Yes, 1 know,” the girl agreed quickly, “but ven I 16 I no tink so I tink dis man dot coom to my town joost one big god. “He llke me, too,” she went on, sim- rering with the recollection of her youthful conquest, “but my moder she no like heem. So I meet heem, you know, on sly. I one little fool,” she reflected calmly, “Katie, Katie,” I reproved. “Plees excoos, Missis Graham,” she answered, mechanically, evidently too bent aon her story to mind either re- proof or interruption. “But ven I tink of dot man, I get me so mad I could joost keel. “He meet me lots times, make me 0 much lof dot I tink I lof him. I Joost crazy about dot man, so ven he say, ‘Your moder one old fool, you run away and marry me, I go right along.” " “But Katie,” I protested, shocked and horrified, “you have no right to marry Jim if you have been married orce.” “You Tell Jim.” “Joost you wait,” Katie said calmly. “I go wit him to anoder town, lang way off, We get married, we live dere three, four mont, Den my moder, my fader, dey find me, after day hunt for me lots. You see dey find out dot man he have one wife, four kids already, and my fader pretty near keel him, he beat him up so. “Den my fader, my moder, dey say dey not take me home, because my marriage to dot man not real mar- riage. Dey say I dis-gr-r-ace. But dey goot to me. My mader she stay with me, my fader go back, get all my clothes and dis stuff—" ghe indicated the embroidered linens on the bed, “from my grandmoder, bring back, gif me money, put me on train sa I get ship for America. Send letter to my cousin in New York, dot one I stay with before I coom ta you, to look after me.” “Well, Katie,” I sdid, relieved, “there is nothing in this that you can- not tell Jim. Of course, you were a very foolish and wicked #irl to run away from your people, but you thought you were married to the man. I do not think Jim will be ugly abaut 1t.” Katle's face still held a worried look “I not worried so mooch vot Jim she returned, “but dot oder man, ages, made me want to smile, but I'after my fader beat him up, he get knew better than to do which would stop the flaod of confl- | out to me. “I only 16, Katle went on, s000h a handsame man came to our | town. Oh! so handsome, beeg, Meester Underwood, joost sooch black | cyes like one devil” | I smiled mentally at the compari- son, wondering what Harry Under- wood would say if he could hear her. question. ‘“Handsomer than Jim, asked slyly. “Oh! dot Jim!” Katie’s tone held a Katie?” I anything back. like | cent terror. He coom to house where my moder and I stay. He say he crazy [ dence she was evidently about to pour ‘ about me, say to remember if I ever . get married, he find me, keel me, keel “ven: man I marry. You tink he find me?” Katie's eyes were full of reminis- “What utter nonsense, Katie, I spoke sharply that I might better bring the girl back to herself. “If the man stayed in Europe he very prob- ably is dead before now in the fight- | But I could not resist one mischievous ing over there, and if he came to this country, even if he ever did find you, he wouldn’t make you any trouble. Men like that talk a great deal, but never do anything. He probably has, half-contemptuous inflection, although forgotten all about you long before it was full of the very affection which this.” | I knew she had for he man she was to marry sa soon. some. He joost goot.” i “Which is much, much better Katie,” I could not help saying. I Katie looked mutinously unbeliev- “Jim, he not' hand- | irg. Maybe so, maybge not,” she said non-committtally, “but I wish you do cne ting for me: You tell Jim all dis, i“"‘*b really bewildered at the girl's at-| find out vot he tink. I afraid. \