New Britain Herald Newspaper, November 4, 1922, Page 4

NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 4, 1922, LYCEUM TO RESUME VAUDEVILLE PERFORMANCES—FOX'S THEATER FEATURES “THE PRISONER OF ZENDA” — PALACE. SCREEN WILL PRESENT “CAMILLE” — OLD TIMER RECALLS DAYS WHEN FAMOUS STARS PERFORMED IN THIS CITY — NOTES OF PLAYS AND PLAYERS - | MY MARRIAGE PROBLEMS | Adele Garrison's Now Phase of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE === The Discovery Mother Graham Made in Dicky's Room, Mother Graham's emoticnal transi- tions are as hard to follow as Katie's, 1 knew perfectly well that the real cause back of the angry nervous out- burst which haa culminated in her slapping of Junior, was her wrath against me. But in the hysterical apology to me over the sobbing child there had been no trace of anger, Instead, her polgnant regret was piti- ful in its meekness, and I hastened to comfort her. “What nonsense,Mother !" 1 sald in as matter-of-fact manner as I could manage. “Don't you suppose I.know how you idolize the child? Besides, you had a great deal of provocation. Hé was very naughty, indeed.” I made my volce properly reprov- ing for Junior's ears. With the bliss- ful forgetfulness of young childhood he had hushed his sobs and was re- garding me curlously from his grand- mother's arms. But if I had cher- ished any idea that this speech would salve my mother-in-law's feelings I was doomed to swift disappointment, ‘With another of her lightning-like changes, she turned a frowning face toward me. “Well! If he was, whose fault is it. I'd like to know?" she demanded. “He's always tagging around after that ape of a Katle, and she's the sassiest thing that ever walked on two legs. It's a good thing she was out of the way. She probably would have ST TE————ree— J self, or péermit Katle to do anything save take out the rugs and draperies and eclean the windows and floor. His belongings 1 never handle,” “Yours—Claire." “Yes, and a fine mess they're In,| too!" my mother-in-law rejoined tart- ly. But if you want to encourage Richard in that sort of untidy noh- sense, I don't intend to. I happen to be his mother, and I will not per- mit him to have a room look like that In any house I llve in. He didn't keep his room looking like that when he lived with me, 1 ean tell you," I could have retorted crushingly with the comparison Dicky frequently drew between the nagging to which his mother always subjected him con- cerning his belongings, and what he termed my “cursed comfiness.” But I only replied meekly: *No, I sup- pose he didn't.” Then T watched her stalk away to her son's room with the certainty that she would 8o upset his things that, in her own old-fashioned par.|Fatty Coon announced. lance, Dicky would be “At to be tied" when he should come home again, “When he should come home again?” My heart rephrased the sen- tence as a question, as I went back in- to my room: with Junior clinging tightly to my hand. Marfon had disappeared when I came into the hall, and I guessed that she had fled to her mother for com- fort. 1 had a sudden poignant long- ing for my own little mother, laid to rest before I ever had met Dicky. But Knead slightly, and proceed as with ate oven one hour, , semething brought (he news Into the woods, But enough more white flour to knead, plain white loaf, baking in a moder- It an all-graham, molst loaf {s de- sired—use all graham flour, and beat well, but do not knead, Pour into greased pans and let rige, Bake one hour in a modérate oven, e e TALES D FATTY COON MORE OF HIS ENTURES THE OLD WHITE MARE. Farmer Green's old white mare had new, Jimmy . Rabbit when the forest-folk asked him what It was that the white mare had, he couldn’t tell him, “It's a strange-looking object. I don't know exactly what to call it," Jimmy Rabbit sald. “Where fs the old white mare?” Tratty Coon inquired. “She's in the pasture; and queer, new thing is with her.” “I'm going to have a look at it,” And right away he scrambled down out of the tree where he had been dozing and started for the hillside pasture that reached up toward Blue Mountain, As he reached the pasture fence he could see the white mare grazing down near the bars at the end of the lane. “I'll ask her to show me this thing. It might be good to eat,”” Fatty mur- mured to himself as he waddled down the hill. * The white mare saw him coming; she ralsed her head as Fatty drew the .| theater was either ANNIVERSARY WEEK BEGINS AT LYCEUM Five Big Yaudeville Acts—Gloria Swanson-Dorothy Dalton Annlversary week, which opens at | the Lyceum theater on Monday, No- vember 6, bngs with it a resumption of high class vaudeville at this popu- lar playhouse, after an absence of sev- eral months during which time the vacant or else showing movies only, From now on, the management says, the policy will be superior vaudeville and the best in movies, This announcement will be re- celved with favor by the publie, which has for more than a generation, look- ed on the Lyceum as “‘gheir own' the. ater. Tomorrow night, Ethel Clayton in “Wealth” and Ja¢k Holt in "The Lost Romance” will be featured. For the opening bill, five big time vaudevile members ‘will be featured, and the movie program which in- cludes comedies, news reels and travelogue, will star Gloria Swanson in her latest triumph, “Her Husband's Trademark.” . The vaudeville bill, which will be changed Mondays and Thuradays, offers for the, first half of NAZIMOVA In “CAMILLR® Co-Starred with RODOLPH VALENTIN next week a high class entertainment embodying all that is the latest in some dance, comedy and novelty num- bers, The opening vaudeville bill includes | “The Six Little Darlings” a clever juvenile revue; “Noak, an unusually good equilibristic act; Holland and Jeanie in a clever singing and dancing number; Jeanette, Gilmore and Co. in a novelty offéering of merit and an- other of equal worth, Glorfa Swanson, Monday Co-starring with Glorla Swanson in Recently in Paris a most attractive costume was seen lavishly trimmed with rich brown fur and beside it, rather resembling an animated little muff, stood.a dog of precisely the DAILY FASMION SCRVICE, =w= = Canines To Match Milady’s Smart outdoor costumes this year should be collared and cuffed with fur if not banded and paneled accord- ing to the long loose lines of the new that she would have understood bet- ter than any one else the problems 1 had to face with my Peter Pan, I was instinctively sure. I sat in my room for over an hour, worrying over Dicky's silence and Dr. wrap styles. Monkey fur and long- fatred pelts are particularly adapted for this type of trimming for they are rot apt to be heavy and so give a beautiful and graceful line. stuck a breadknife into me. Not that 1 don't deserve it.” She buried her face in Junlor's curls with a convulsive sniff or two, while I mentally echoed her satisfac- same shade of fur as that used on the suit. It's the newest thing. of course any «<og on the end of a leash won't do—4it has to be a dog to match the type of fur on your cos- ‘near to her. “What do you want?” she asked him nope too pleasantly. At that moment an odd, ungainly figure hobbled around from the far It had a “Her Husband's Trademark' are Stu- art Holmes, Clarence Burton, Charles Ogle and Richard Wayne. The pic- | ture itself is a thrilling and vivid ro= mance of modern married life. It pre- At the Palace Mon., Tues.,, Wed. tion that Katie had not witnessed the unusual grandmotherly disciplining of Junior. Mother Graham's Decision “But~1 haven't any time to waste here,” Mother Graham declared abruptly, setting Junior down with a kiss. “I'm going to give Richard's room a thorough overhauling. Of eo"le. you'll think it's none of my business, but it's a crime the way you neglect that room. I can tell you I wauld have been thought pretty strackish if I had let my husband's room go undusted.” “Did you have separate rooms those days?” I asked innocently. *“No,” she snapped. “What's that got to do with it, I'd like to know?" “A great deal, I think,” I answered mildly. “Dicky and I always have respected each other's wishes concern- ing the arrangement and the care of ouf rooms. He knows that I like my room always in order, and he is al- ways most careful about littering it in ‘‘Yes, you are véery particular about your own room, I notice,” my mother- in-law said unpleasantly. ““And he has told me many times that it drives him mad to have any one meddle with his things,” I went on steadily, jgnoring the ill-natured little fling. “So I never touch it my- absorbed that I did not mother-in-law's knock nor ly and loo0ked into the pietured, laugh- Pettit's inexplicable hints. I was so hear my entrande until she stood over me, her face grim and pale, in her hand a large and expensive photograph. “I'll give you something to think about,” she said. “Will you tell me what this is doing in your husband's desk 7"’ T took the photograph mechanical- ing face of Claire Foster. And Writ. ten across it in the fashion affected by actresses: “Yours till the Claire.” last apple falls, / GRAHAN BREAD BY BERTHA E. SHAPLEIGH Of Columbia University 1 pint milk or water " g 3% yeast cake, 2 tablespoons. lukewarm water, 34 cup brown sugar or 2 tablespoons molasses, 2 teaspoons salt. 3 cups white flour. 2 3 cups graham flour, Make a dough with first seven in- grediénts, add graham = flour and y———— Honeymooners Abroad BY ZOE BECKLEY. EDNA MADDENED BY PARIS LIFE “Do you hear?” Edna shook him gently, annoyed that he did not re- assure her about the good time, the business-less time, they should have in Paris. Of all places, Paris. “Promise me, Jack, you'll Cousins just a few days?" But Jack's eagnerness to be up and after Cousins, his keyed-up nerves anrll his anxiety to make good with his company kept him from making the reply Edna wanted, “Do my best, know—" Abruptly she turned away him, her lips pressed into angry thin- ness, “All right, Jack—" her voice was pitched low, but Jack was feeling her to be unreasonably insistent and dis- regarded the danger signal, “all right; but I don't think you are treating me fairly.” “I think I am; I'm doing it all for you." It was in this mood that they met| on the Paris express the Stanleys, a handsome, youngish couple, Ameri- can in pep and daring, continental in gophistication, French in flirtatious- ness. They had no visible occupation in lifel except an international good time ~—money no object. They struck up an easy acquain- tance with the Duryeas in the dining car and in the Duryeas' harassed mood were rather welcomed than other- wige, Mark Stanley, handsome, with pre- maturely gray hair and rosy face, de- voted himself at once to Edna, and knew how. Nella Stanl raven- haired and spectacularly tractive, made Jack dance attendance. Bdna was at first frightened, then amazed, for instead of finding mm-r»} amusement in Nella Stanley's bland- | {shments, Jack seemed to take her| seriously. She ended by feeling real forget Eddy, but you from i EDNA GREW HEADY WITH THE LIFE OF EFFORTLESS GAIETY. reached Paris they <wwere calling one another hy their first names and had decided to stop at the same hotel. When the train pulled in, Edna's pulses were beating high. Paris—her lifelong dream! And here it was, as inexpressibly charm- ing, as light in its tonuch of wicked- ness, as frank, as dazzlingly alluring as the most enthusiastic picture of it ever drawn. She grew heady with the life of the bonlevards, the cafes, the effort- less gaiety, the Paris of dress and ex- quisite cookery, the charm of ancient lerooked streets, the splendot of the Rue de la Paix. anger and, to her own surprise, a de- sire to punish him. Her weapon was! at hand. | The hysterical quality of Idna's| animation was not noticed by either| of the men. It was enough for Mark Stanle that a pretty woman listened appre clatively, smiled, and looked with! sparkling eyes into his. ‘ It was enough for Jack that his wife was capable of flirting with a! stranger, her provocation and the| febrility of her glitter escaping him. By the time the two couples had Bhe scarcely saw Jack., Ehe went everywhere with the Stanleye, On the third day Jack said: “London, Eddy-—-I've got to and finish this business.” “All Fight, Jack. I'm going to stay here."” Edna's breath came quickly, but she answered steadily enough: The Stanleys exchanged a stealthy glance of triumph. BO— quick, (To Be Continued). side of the white mare. wooly tail; and though the creature was much smaller than the mare, its legs were almost as long as hers, Coon to be far too long for the tot- tering animal longed. new,” down to see it. something good to eat.” trying to eat my colt!” she cried. can kick and I can bite. don’t believe me, just you try to take a white These legs seemed to Fatty to which they be- “What do you want?” the white mare repeated as Fatty Coon stopped and starred at the strange sight. “I heard that you had something Fatty explained. “I came I hoped it was was At this the white mare gave a sort of cackle. “I should like Yo catch anybody o And if you nibble out of this youngstep!” The white mare's eyes flashed and she lald back her ears, close to her head, looking Fatty Coon hastened to assure the lady that touching her youngster. 8o threatening that he wouldn.t dream of “I was hoping,” he told her, “that somebody had given you a few bush- els of corn. being a bit disappointed. glad to se your colt. sood one’ Of course I can't help But I'm 1 dare say it's a “A good one!” exclaimed the white mare, somewhat hotly. “It certainly 1s. whole country, ed, with a simper, “that he looks like his mother."” This s the finest colt in the They say.” she add- “Does he?” Fatty inquired. “Who iy his mother?” “I am,” the white maré snapped. “Can’t you see that his head is llke mine? And his feet.” Fatty Coon looked closely at the white mare and then at her young son. “But you're white and he's a dark gray,” said Fatty, “His coat will fade as he grows older,” said the white mare. “But his tall is a good deal like a sheep's” Fatty remarked. “Don’t worry about that. It will grow out,” the white mare retorted. ‘He has all his legs, anyhow,” Fat- ty Coon observed, “and that must be a great comfort to' you.” “All his legs!" cried the white mare; and her voice rose almost to a shriek. “Certainly he has all his legs. Did you think colts didn't have four legs? Ho, ho!” “No! No! I don't mean that,” Fat. ty Coon answered. “Then you'd better explain. And you'd better be very careful what you say, for I can bite and I ean kick; and T won't have anybody making fun of my colt.” “T only meant,” Fatty told the white mare, “that your son's legs won't have to grow. They're long enough already. Why, he can hardly get his head down to the ground!” “Ha!" exclaimed the white mare. “Don't you worry about that! My son's neck will grow. When he is old enough 1o eat grass he won't have any trouble getting his share. And I can tell you, sir, that he's going to be a hearty eater.” “Then he's like me!" Fatty Coon cried. “Did they say that—when they told you he looked like you?" “Nonsense:' 'the white mare snap- ped. “Who ever heard of a colt and a coon being alike?" ““He may have rings on his tall, later, like mine,” sald Fatty hope- fully. t “Oh, my goodness! Go away!” the white mare squealed. “You've start- ed me (o worrying. Pléase don't come near us again, when you see us in the pasture.’ So Fatty Coon turned back toward the woods. “I've always heard the white mare was hard to please,’ he muttered, “But she is certainly delighted with that colt; and he's the queerest thing in the shape of a horse that ever I saw (Copyright 1022 by Metropolitan! Newspaper Service.) } It i1s of interest to note that two New Britain girls joined the chorus of Hoyt's Revus while this show played at Fox's theater. They left with the and went . (Copyright, 1922, NEA Service), troupe on Sunday of last week. ‘THE PRISONER OF TENDY AT FOX'S Ingram Production Starts Sunday Night—Farnum Next Will Hays, director general of the motioa picture industry,” has just ‘is- sued a list of what he cqnsiders the best pictures released for fall show- ings, and included is the Rex Ingram production, “The Prisoner of Zenda," which begins a four days' .run at Tox’s theater tomorrow evening. Rex Ingram is the man who produced “The Four Horsemen” and he con- siders this picture eclipses his former masterpiece. It is a story of royal romance, political intrigue and ad- venture as breathless and flashing as sword play. “The Prisoner of Zenda' concerns the adventures of an English gentle- man, Rudolf Rassendyll, who, because of a remarkable likeness to the ruler of the mythical kingdom of Ruri- tania, becomes for a time its actual king and wins the love of the Prin- cess Flavia. Lewis Stone plays the dual role of Rudolf and the drunk- en monarch, and beautiful Alice Ter- ry takes the part of the princess. Oth- er famous stars in the cast include Robert Edeson, Stuart Holmes, Ra- mon Navarro, Edward Connelly, Lois l.ee, Malcolm MacGregor and Bar- bara LeMarr. Easily, the most popular romance of a generation, “The Prisoner of Zenda” has been pictured on the same great scale and with the same faithfulness to detail that marked the “Four Horsemen.” The famous cor- onation scene takes place amid all the pomp and ceremony that ever marked those in Westminster Abbey. The dark, dank dungeon, hideous, where the real king is a prisoner, becomes the dueling ground for the pseudo king and the traitors; while the tender love scenes and the final ‘elimax are not to be eagily for- gotten. “The Prisoner of Zenda,” true to life and picturing life’s strange destinies, will remain long a satisfy- ing memory in the minds of those who see it. This picture will be shown in con- Jjunction with four high class vaude- ville acts on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, despite the fact that it is ten reels long. For the last half of next week, with a changed vaudeville program, Fox's will offer the old favorite, Willlam Parnum, in “Without Compromise.” This is one of Farnum's best and shows him as a tender lover, a.daunt- léss enemy and an unforgiving foe. The week of November 13 through 18, is to be observed at Fox's theater a8 the annual anniversary week, when a bill of more than ordinary merit will be presented. There will be eight different acts of vaudeville dur- ing the week, four to be shown the first three days and four the last three days, and two superb photoplays. One will be Owen Moore in “Love Is An Awful Thing.” The other will be Mae Murray in “Broadway Rose.” This last named picture will be shown on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, Nov, 12, through 15. ittt “Pergons Unknown,” the play scheduled to come to New Britain and which played New Haven -and Springfield, with John Miltern, a lo- ¢al boy in the cast, opened at the Punch and Judy theater in New York last Wednesday and closed on Satur- day evening. | No excuse has been given for the closing of the plece which was favorably commented upon by New Haven and Springfield critics. John Glackin, the first manage: who introduced’ vaudeville as a per- manent attraction at the Lyceum the- ater when it was leased by George Le Witt, will again try the venture, start- ing with five acts on Monday, sents Miss Swanson as a beautiful wife dressed in the latest styles, who is paraded before her husband's busi- ness assoclates to give the impression of wealth and success, neither of which are really his. The plot thick- ens when a mutual friend returns af- ter attaining wealth and greatness, falls4n love with the wife and is some- what encouraged by the husband who hopes to attain some degree of pros- perity by the association. The situa- tion culminates in a wild dash to Mex- fco where, in a fight with Mexican bandits, the husband is killed and the two lovers find triumph of their rightéous love. Dorothy Dalton Coming For the last half of next week, with the new vaudeville bill, Dorothy Dal- ton, famous star of “Aphrodite,” will be seen in the George Melford produc- tion, *“The Woman Who Walked Aloné.” Milton Sills and Wanda Haw- ok Days Only ol ley appear in the same picture, as does “Lefty" Flynn, former Yale fullback. This is a picture that goes from the merrymaking and intrigue of titled idlers in London to the thrills and red blooded action of life in the African veldt. There is a vital theme running through the picture, making is easy to realize the character of Countess Lemister, who after being unjustly accused by a jealous husband, decides to become “the cat that walks by ft- self in the wild, wet wood.” Among the other great pictures coming to the Lyceum is Betty Comp- son in “The Green Temptation”, . a spectacular thriller in which the star appears as a wonderful dancing girl, Rexford Kendricks, a member of the Cormican stock company which played at the Lyceum theater this —FOX’S past spring, ls now playing in “The World We Live In,” a new play which has opened at the Jolson Fifty-Ninth street theater in New York. PARSONS —— THEATRE— HARTFORD. All Week—Mats, Wed-Sat.—Cartain 8:15 ROBERT B. MANTELL and GENEVIEVE HAMPER In. Shakespearean und ' Classic Plays. Tonight--*‘Richard " ; Prices: Eve. 50c to $2; Muts. 50c to $1.50. No Advance in Prices Wow! What A Picture SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY Direct From Its Four Mofiths’ Run At the Astor Theater, 7 Rex The . New York City dave you ever been a King? At any rate, you'll want to see this great picture taken from ANTHONY HOPE'S novel of glorious adventure. Ing‘IQ,umdmtmg" Prisoner of Zenda otter ’fhan “The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse” In conjunction with a pleasing Vaudeville Show ! Show Starts Promptly At } P.M. and 7 P M. = ”