The evening world. Newspaper, February 4, 1903, Page 11

: 9 A i ot OE 2S AAEM ATES TOOT . GOES TO LONDON TO SEE ‘ BOBBIES.’ the way the police over there do things,” sald the Cigar Store Man. “Yos, and ho'll learn a lot about the London bobbies that will make his head swim," sald the Man Higher Up. “I took a fiver over there once upon ‘a time, and the way those London bobbies went about things mede you ‘think what a lot of cheap chines we have on the force in this good town of ours. “Say, the cops over there work while they’re awake, not llke the human cascarets here. A london cop looks as happy as if he were going to get a fat precinct 1f you stop him in the etreet and ask him any oid fool question, He'll answer you in a civil way and he'll say ‘Yes, sir,’ and ‘No, sir.’ Now, ewhat'll Piper do when the: first bobby he meets in London answers him without an oath? lie'll think he's at a comic opera where no one ever saw Teal‘ people. .. “Yes, Piper will find a lot of ¢ifference between the Now York and Lon- don cops, Le will discover over there that a cop's only thought by day and dream by night is to go up a peg in his job. He will find thet the cop Who does the best work day in and day out will be among the first bunch under the wire when it’s all sald and done. He will find that there {s no whisper-to-me between'the Comish, or whatever you call the Main Squeeze that runs the Londen cops, and some bum politician who wants a favor and ‘who stands in with the Lord Mayor. Over there pull don’t cut much tce, tut push gets the money every time, . “Piper, I hear, is to watch out for traffic regulation in the streets. Well, there's where he will find out how badly we are faded by the London cop. ‘When some booze-soaked cabby, or strong-armed truckman wheels out of his Wight line and blocks the game your London bobby 1s a wonder. First of all she is surely there, for there are 12,000 of them in London proper, which is smaller than the Bronx, so there’s a bobby on every corner. Now, when the bby gets fresh and the 'busses—they have them over there yet—get stalled ‘well as the trucks and wagons and carriages of the toffs, as the costers call the London Four Hundred, Mr. Cop goes out in the middle of the street, looks at the number of the cabby’s badge, which is as big as a pie-plate, makes a note of it, goes back to the sidewalk and whistles, and in a mo- ment there are half a dozen coppers there. They size-up the blockade, and London has some bad ones, ‘Then one cop goes back to the tail-end, one «goes up front, one or two get in the middle of the trouble region, and !n less time than it takes to lose a wad at stud-poker with the limit off and the pairs not coming that jam is at an end, And the cabby {s at court next day and fined and roasted to beat the band, because there no alderman will come around to buzz the judge to let the mug off light. “Byer see old Mike Kane, the big cop who was at Twenty-third street and Broadway crossing for elghteon years, bossing the job there? Well, he never had an accident on his post, though he had the wooziest lot of ,people in the world to deal with. Still, he was shifted because a change of administration wanted that job for a pet. In London they'd make Mike Kane a hero in their annual pantomime, instead of Bluebeard or Dick Whit- tington, and the soubrettes would sing songs about him.” “Well, do you think Piper can make the New York cops as good a work- ing proposition as the London bobby?” “He can if he.will make the New Yorker wear blinkers when he {s pass- 4ng a saloon or a house with the red lights.” Does the Pretty Girl - " Make the Best Wife? SA goodly pencentage of readers are tical girl (not exactly homely, 1s pos- @itally interesied in the problem, “Do! sible), one who Is satisfied to take life gréity girls make the best wives?”| as it 4s, not as It should be, judging from the thousands of replies) B, NAIRAL. to The Byening World's offer of $10 for] No Caunartoe deatousy: fhe best and $ aplece for the two NeXt) 4, ono gaitor of The Evening World gatiletiorson the subject, Yes; the pretty girl makes the most Here are ¢ few more of there replies: ye 66 | SPE that Deputy Commissioner Piper ts going to London to etndy satisfactory wife. First, by being © Womety Girls in Leas Danger. | pretty, she will not be jealous of her Wo the wditor of The Eventng World |husband if he feels inclined to flirt ®Homely girls easily’ make the best with others. Second, It 1s very pleas- 4wives, for unless they have plenty of | Ing to have a pretty wife at home, Goney there {a certainly no danger of] knowing that it will cost him so very Gny one else falling in love witn them, | lite to make her look pleasing, and if Mrs. M, J. RUSH, } there be «hildren it will be the pride « Good Quatitics. of his heart to look at them and hear bite 4 Hi thelr praise for their pretty mother. A Bape mitt we pretty. gist with the) Pretty, Woman has good tasle, Sho will ened tlds ae one thar te noc| ee the house tastefully also, ‘And if game good qualities as on \a husband fs only a man of géod sense #f all-comely would. anake a better Wife ana 1s kind, everything Will be all right. eapeclally. If abc spends as much time in| ta 6 KING, ever ae ae old aliepelll janis fier er husban is comfort and | never look withered for she 1s bound to ita Maries pegpes ie pete a things | Kee? herself neat, knowing full well pedi Deldoy miakcy us acinire ait fe that if her beauty pales she can still heautiful, as she he: D. B, STUBER, |#ttFact by looking neat. . UBER. Mrs, ROSA FISHER. rartier to Aasoiae: ths 23 fe Marty, “plain Wifes aband Happlest. o MAjtor of The Evening World To the Bditor of The Evening World; There-is nothing more charming than) v7 aeieve that the man who pos- 4 it a ‘thrae and taste for thoatres, purties and {or eie Oil balke Gor on lane St Beeuly. other pleasures all the year ratind) it and consideration more than most ‘would be @ hard proposition. She 18 | neautitul women have it in thelr power Mixed «to flattery and must have tlio give, The same unwritten law hes Above all things, if you want to marry | it that man’s appearance does not mat- uch an angel yo must not have @|ter—a Jaw much app: ed by some streak of jealousy in your anatomy| of us and canonized by not a few. Unless you want misery for the balance W. H. LATIMER. oMEYour tite, A’ poor man verlence Is Needed. * To thy Editor of The Bvening World; How are we to tell without experi- lence with both pretty and ugly girls. If ja man has @ wife he should think that | she Is the best wife in existence or he should not have married her. When a New Principle.of Removing SUPERFLUOUS HAIR. The Only Method Indorsed by Physicians, Surgeons, Der. matologists and Medi. ca! Journals, boy I lived in the country on a farm and owned a bloycle, After tiring of my wheel (my father being @ member of the Legislature of our native State), { wrote him to sell my wheel for me. His reply was: “What do you want to sell your wheel for? It's a horse that needs no feed. It is useful to you. When you get anything, make up your mind that you will he satfafied with it. There is your mother. A great number of men wouldn't have her for a wife, though 1 wouldn't give her up for @ housetul of other women.” A.B LITTLE, Cynleal Advice, To the Editor of The Evening World To the men wad are single. let me give you @ plece of advice: If you arc looking for a good, gentle, handsome housewife look for a girl with awyury hair, blue eyes, round face and pointed nose. Do not let-*yourselt be thrown yay on @ blonde with blue eyes. ‘Phey are often deceitful. I have had expert ence in this, Go take # good fellow's AAVIAR, a aatnitidinins’ Or Gy B, HE? 8 CHEMICAL 00., , New York Clty irk Row, 743 Rroadw Biker, 6th ay. and. Tiff Brosdwey)-" Bolton” Drug MRS. RS, POULTNEY BIGELOW, wife of the well. known writer, who claims Kaiser Wilhelm asa The cause ts not made public; but the suit was instituted immediately after the publication of Mrs, Bigelow's strange, Sriend, is suing for divorce, emotional novelette entitled “The Middle Cours Smart Set awarded this story a $1,000 prize. Middle Course” deals with the adventures of an Amer- ican woman in England, whose husband's brutal treat. ment leads her to love another man. Mrs. Bigelow, whose maiden name was Edith Jaf- fray, was imagined by many readers to be the heroine The plot of this novelette, together with extracts from it (reprinted here through the coure of her own story. tesy of the publishers), follows: THE. MIDDLE COURSE. By Mrs. Poultney Bigelow. T was at @ dinner at Mire. Bertram Vincent's, tn Lon- don, that Althea (orth first met Clement Moorlnice, the sculptor, Althea and her husband were the only Americans prevent. Althea hat been one of those unlucky girls who are born for love ‘and for nothing else. Her youth was taken up by poetry and dreams. She tried to fit her dtleal to every man she met, and when Olver North asked her to marry him he seemed nearer her romantic standard than the others. She required to be loved. Her experience was incomplete without some one on whom to taviah the great devotion of which she was capable. But ehe made, in the firat flush of her hopefulness and enthustasm, the mistake of marrying @ man who began by being somewhat cold and who ended by becoming something less than’ clvil. North was @ person in whoee life women were a mere episode, and not a very jateresting one. Added to which he was undentably stingy, | that I am—a man.” Though rich he begrudged every expense. The couple went to England for the London season, and while there one evening attended the Vincent dinner, Mborlake sat on her right His was the face of a man who has early found| isn't always easy. Don't think it's easy. that life, Mved in dts fulmess, means suffering. Althea herself was barely thirty. Bhe was a woman who, after edght years of a married life that left much of her|was a kind of radiance in her regard. ‘I'm not ashamed; I'm-proud that I love) nature unsatisfied, was reachthg out always for a consoling sympathy, which she | the best man I've ever known." the coarseness of man's nature is’ “Let us not meet for e little whil prone to misinterpret euch epiritvel yearnings. Such a woman is dangerous—often seldom found, or found only to reject, becau: to others.and always to herself. Moorlake already found her charming. In e pause of the genera) conversation Mrs. Vincent's voice was heard. HOME == MAGAZINE POVLTNEY BIGELOW’ S PRIZE NOVEL Prominent New Yorkers. Which, It Is Said, Explains Her Suit for Divorce. Mapselow “T learned such a good definition of a wife the other day,” she said. “Ele Nixor said, in her sharp way: ‘I don't want to marry! Only an upper servant engaged by the lifetime without wages.’ What ts a wife, anyway?) nighi TERS gr ee a2 eee ie BY C, DE FORNARO. re Hie atts ath V Later Moortaice and Althea found themselves alone éman-| other room. He spoke of her husband's actions. She was trembling with violent emotion. Moorlake was ecarcelytess stirred. He took her hand th doth his own and bent over her. ‘Althea! he eald. ‘IMy heart aches ¢or you: She went on, wildly: “Ho has crushed me gradually, year after year, He has killed my spintt—ctolen my youth—broken my heart! My ilfe ts Gust and ashes, People call him « goot man; so he 1s, without « vice—only the vices of the slave river and the torturer. I clung to tim for years, haa unclasped my fingers one by one! If he would steikenme I could teave him; (f the were unfaithful I whould be free to live my own fe, But he ts only crusi—oruel.” 8hé broke down utterly now and wept. Moorlaloo nek beside her and Inia hie hand on hi shoulder. “My dear, my dear!” ho sald, his votoe vibrating ‘with fecting, “I can't watch you ory ike this!" For a few moments sho clung to him silently, while-her Es oes inpaap er ean i end oma touch seemed an anodyne for all suffering. “Forgive me," ehe eald, woolly; “I'm #0 untrue. She! reached out onehand and laid it Mghtly on the side of his face, His heart throbbed wildly. “I long to take you in my arms and: shield you-against the world!" he watd, very low. ‘But ithe shield would be but a target to invite the arrows of the world!" He -washolding himself back with the full force of his strong will. Her in- etinctive caress had shaken him sorely. ‘I know—I know," she sald. “But theme tm still driend- Jtney ship. You have said that there ts no middle course, but that Bigelow ‘4m not eo, To be second In your heart would be happiness enough for me. Ah, do you despise me? Am I unwomanly?" he tooked up with a white face. “Ah,” he mid, “you don't love me: “Tease oo much for you," he eald, “that I won't sacrifice you.” a “You don't understand me yet," Althea protested. ‘You won't understand me, 1 swear that I want to be your friend—to see you sometimes—to-have in my heart the knowledge that one man cares for me—that I oare for and ‘believe in one, man. “I do understand you," he sald, 6 ‘go much higher end nobler’— who tries not to be @ blackgmrnt Tt adly, “I recognise your purity, and I realze “But such a man!” she sal Bhe looked at hie pale, stern face, “Oh, I love you for Gt!” phe onied. Thare|'o SPEAKING’ OP Ag eerie es. udev! bris Midgets, Winonsél! .Winters. Hindly permit us to, cally + Hib Al Pee ses us cal a th he cts Would it not be folly or i i. RelA Paverian Big Vettori, ARKETT O'MAGH. moe THE BELLS Spry wootter Cc. Bottle Walt fl pect, ‘ be 0, tf you say it. Wil you dss me once, Clement—for */of hair tonto on the market that would not Hila breast teaved, He vas lesa calm than ehe, for she was learning what| tend a the Nat To nema We boom thet dpe | a BEST, STOUK COMPANIBS IN _AMBREG: dcopair means, He took her in his arma; she-raised her mouth to bis And et) you that it te the best hair tonic on the | BOPIRE THEATRE. srosdvay nd 2 that moment the door opened and Oliver North stood on the threshold. market at any price. Cures dandruff and| Bvenings, 8.20. ts. Ts all scalp diseases. It is not o Te ea ». [ THE THE UNFORESEEN, It For several seconds no one spoke: “Bo,""(North eid, presently, “she was deny, Dut is 9 Gell eeu antiseptic. alr f onto, Jou pre ste wah vous Wir ir soft and glossy, CARRICK THEATER Si ¢. “ ” but toa the bali ft Cu rit He {s not my lover,’ said Althea in a weak voice. She was trembling, Seay Rear ae ioe juaran' ar Ba North laughed a Mitle “Are yo sure,” sald he, “that it was not my wife who| she dé not flinch. Althea, though blanched, gathered firmness every moment. Of HAIRINE and. the extremely low ey Ice “T have treated you like a gentleman when you were insulting me with every ANNIE R RUSSELL fi in a iE ‘AND iti @aid that? I belleve that's her vie man for alienation of his wife's affections. “Let us have your opinion, dear lady," sald Bertram. Althea’s cheeks were very red, and ehe held her head very high. “I think," she sald, deliberately, “that the only man who ts answerable for] Wouldn't any poor, orushed, broken-hearted woman love the best man she's ever allenating a married woman's affections ts her own husband. North looked very angry. ‘Why did you start afl this?” he asked of his wife, with an absence of courtesy which made Moorlake indignant. Among the guests was @ certain Mrs, Hilyer, who for years, rumor sald, had loved Moorlake. Althea found herself, to her own surprise, eyeing her critically. they drove home Oliver North saXl to his wife: “Do you] ‘Would to God he did love me—but he doesn't.” know that you have been exceptionally odious to-night—even for you?" hearing. In the carriage "You don't mind telling me so,"’ said Althea, “Your remarks about marriage were simply depraved. I andes @ decent woman could make them. You grow more reckless every day, ant jet me tell you that your vulgar habit of making eyes at good. You filrted outrageously with that sculptor fellow.’ “No one could flirt with Mr. Moorlake, too vulgar.’ “Not so vulgar as the actions I refer to, No one has the courage to tell you your faults but me.”" “You have plenty of courage!" she sald, sharply. Then atlence fell between| without alimony and gave him custody of thelr child: them, When they reached home she went directly upstairs, and without removing her cloak entered the nursery, where her child lay asleep. Althea bent over the Kittle girl. “If tt were not for you!" she murmured; ‘oh, baby, if it were not for you!’ The conversation turned to a certain Mrs. Escott, whose husband was suing a “It 1s sure to be worth] hate yo ing men is growing on you.| room. sald Althea, indignantly. “You are at which it is sold, we cannot fill mail Pde breath!" ehe orfed to her husband. ‘I have stayed quietly in your house while ant ea pour dre i securing it| NEW: SAVOY THEATRE. 215 rice you mad home ® hell, but from this moment I'll decelve you no longer—I i in Grusalat, securing: Ndaiete yeas Clegient Moorlake is @ man to die for—but he doesn't love for ee AS Srey cents @! Evenings, 8.20. Mate, To-Day ee is me. Why ehould be? But I’m not ashamed of loving alm—and I do—I do!/ BEAL STREIT CO,, 79-81 Cortlandt St., N.Y, The Girl with 1) Green yes, Bas, CLARA RIsION THEAYER ET CRITERION THEATRE, Br ‘way and th St. weeks, Ev'gs at 8.15. “iiat. Bat, 318 known?” She pausedia moment, panting. “You confess to me that you love alm?" orfed North, wtth concentrated rage, « Amusements. ‘Saturday ‘and you say he isn't your lover? A likely story! Does an Innocent woman go BeRaip aE a I IE JULIA MARLOWE WE cavalsee. toa man and kies him? You ask me to believe that?” , UARE id at, Saturday, 216.) ro-day, at $—“THE LITTLE “Tasked him to kiss me—because we were nover to meet again,” eald Aithea.| HRA TRE. | D6 Will HOE = "MT, ceed DARDEN THEATRE, a eaten ayers RINGESS, rT] . at ‘St. Evgs,, 8. Evenings, 8. North snarled inarticulately and half raleed his arm. Ti at TE. RE “gurke me,” she said, “and make me free of you forever! But Totett you sf] LOUIS Al 9 Consul ae SOTHERN “kno. Next Ee you hurt Clement I'll kill you—kill you with my naked hands.” ‘THE FRISKY 3088. JOHNSON Baca fe 39.7 Lg, reo ot) Sita Son. © se! her the shoulders, dashed hy the floor and strode from the Sb ale te GASINO 77 £35, ¥e%, A CHINESE HONEYMoon | Auees™."torzr, THE EARL OF PAWTUCKET FRiGKERDOGKED THEA, aur & See North went at once to. America, leaving Althea behind, She wemt to the Vin-) —P'"* DUSK ER TBA ed ‘The day after the divorce was granted she heard from Moortake, “The day after you recelve this I shall be with you, I do not ask permission for fear you may withhold it, but you must be kind and let me see you. “CLEMENT MOORLAKBE." cents for 2 visit of indefinite length. She was miserable and lonely, believing METROPOLITAN OPBRA-HOUSE, Moorlake loved Mrs, Hilyer, as was the common report, and avoiding him for her/ _, GRAND OPERA SEASON, 1 ick Ok Evenings ot y oAURICE Gl ed TOMO at Kaw 4 elie A WR. BUUB BEARD! ‘Then came bad news, North had secured a divorce in Amerion, which left her] fri. By cata | 82 ees 7, 8 (Pop. Pelee Lorem ie i i i aitberts Fe O IR 0) DORA ~“Miclow, Marilly; Bank Gilibert. L. s WEBER PIANOS USED, Prices, 26.60,75,51. Mata, Wedd faa lez the Direction of own pride's sale. %. Ale, RBanY GE HURE ase ISON T Irv my arti bu teat rigs a DENY oF po bas & BT, NICHOLAS As the season wore on Moorlake and Althea met more and more often. The Bhe left London to avotd meeting him, Then she travelled from place to place WEBER SO ORa ms cven of Cement Mooriake reemed to look down on her troubled an—to penctrace| unt, retuening at inet to London sha fell tin cheup lodetngs. PRysluly she ISK ATING RINK]§ Tax owe aa ABSURDITY, ! ITEROCOLLEGIATE HOOK! Into her weary heart—and their phantasmal glance brought quiet to her being. “There are kind and gentile men fm the world after all!" she ¢hought. “Thank God for them!” ‘The woman who lays bare her eoul to @ man has lost her hol4 on him. Her very honesty {se her ruin. Conceive a young and pretty woman alternately bullied and neglected end you will understand that she mey some day begin to ory for the moon. It is generally that moon which {8 so brilliant and attrnotive and far away, called Love. Rigid morailsis always say, in speaking of a poor, disappointed, mismated| soot, She did not want to know who it was—it might be her long-dead mother woman and the needs of her heart: “Are not her children enough for her?’ As|come to welcome her into the other world. well direct a man to the town pump to allay @ craving for champagne. Oliver North departed as usual, at a few hours’ notice, on a perfectly rational and respectable yachting crulse, in company with several estimable male friend: The law could pick no flaw In ‘thts behavior; ithe divorce court could not pronounce on tt. Meanwhile his bored and starved wife was left at home on short common: both temporal and spiritual. A few da; pointments In married life, “Friendship is left for alf of us," Althea cried, {mpulaively, almost with plead- ing inher voice. “Be my friend! Help me! I do ao need @ friend! I felt at once that I could trust “T oan't,” he don't trust myself He flushed scarlet. “Oh, you don't understand me!" she exclaimed. “What you call friendehip has another name, jon't tell me that, I know the ‘ot for us men. Our motto 4s, ‘All or nothin; you, Be my friend!" America Unkind cireumetances—or @ merciful Providence—kept Moorlake and Althea apart for four months Some time jater the Norths returned to London and Althea and Moorlake came| here now." face to face, At sight of Moorlake she seemed almost agitated. A sudden gleam at was indeed the case—that for| ro: of Joy swept over ter face. He did not know— four months she had craved @ sight of him. In five minutes th tonic friendship came up once more. “Do you know," he said, “there are two reasons why I muet never be an inti- fiend of yours; can you guess them?" “I can't guess. Tell me.” “One only make } {rlendship has to offer.” ma later Althea met Moorlake at a tea, Their talk turned to disap- aid, almost roughly, ‘'You can’t trust me, eo waid, 4s @ middie course.”" ye The nest day Oliver North unexpectedly returned and carried hia family off to| she covered her face atter a moment with her thin hand. “I thougit you under-| \ sin g, Theatre, or ihe re y were back om their old footing, and the question of pla- eaid the sculptor, “that I am 80 oynica!l and morbid that I should 4 more low-spirited, and the other—well, I should want more than As soon as he had uttered these worda he cursed his recklessness, ‘Their effect rs his ‘wetROPOLIS, ‘Mota at i on Althea. was intense. A wave of color swept over her face and was succeeded sudden disillusion, In that ardent, hurried story lay the recompense for all « de ‘WEL ta The "EODLER | ¢ pt MONT. AUK by @ pathetic pallor, Her bosom heaved. Winat was there to answer? At such| had suffered. When tt waa over he knelt once more beside her and asked her for} ‘ moments an {mpulsive woman who loves must make a superhuman e! oontwel,en break down and betray herself. Which course Althea was about to ke remained & mystery, for at the very moment that she was trying to fram a reel Olivér Nobih entered, He invited Moorlake to remain to dinner, At table! not pitied, but loved, It wes more than she could bear, Her head *enanedr ~her fom ban 2 W choslh, ae: ¢ found consent fault with ble wile $0 all the other was near the end of her tether, One day in October it did not seem, worth while to get up. “What @ room to dle in!" thought Althes, for ehe hoped that her in- KE tense Inssitude might foretell dissolution, ATURDAY, FEBS r ay. M. Next day Althea’s fever abated, but her weakness wes pitiable, Pulse there| Admission. boc. Reserved Boats 60e. Bxtre. | jn fv: was next to none; the overtaxed nerves, the impoverished blood, were taking thelr hor oe 0 M revenge, She was conscious, but was too far gone to show that she was. Toward DALY’ S: Bat. od afternoon she felt a soft hand on her forehead and amelt a delicate fragrance tke) ~ Cosy sonmuy, ci ohiekY. Weer. that of fresh violets—an odor that contended triumphantly with the bread and the Brnceer Thy siLiONAE ‘o BROADWAY pit “rit MATINEE TO-DAY, = Silver Slipper. ; te g pper, Deity Crackerjack Burlesquers Burlesque, THE STICKINESS OF Murray Hil) Thee, tax fa rh "Then there came a day when somebody kindly took the weights off her eyes, ‘The Ide quivered and opened a iktle. Tt was morning and a little light etrugyled in, A form wonderfully Ike an earthy woman, {n = white cap and epron, stood by tho bed, “She is sensible,” murmured the woman. A deep breath was drawn by somebody else near by, Althea searched for her voice, eo long unused that she seemed to have mislald it ‘(Not dead?” she said, 80 softly it was a wonder anybody heard it But the white-capped person bent over her and the volce of some one else sald, very low: “Thank God!"* ‘Then Althea’s eyes opened wider and she saw ‘Nelle Vincent. One afternoon in December Althea sat In the morning-room. Nelle Vincent! 3 was speaking to her, “Althea,” ehe sald, gravely, “you are strong enough now to Y MATING THURS,, ¥I E. 14th ot. eaques—2, HARVEY PARI Savage Presents Wine eter Grand actu OF wULt DAVID BELASCO presen! _BLANCH BATES | esr END—The Voluntoor Organist, OTTS. ADONIS TRIO, HAYRS AND aUITS, You mustn't~I ANSIB HART, hear what Clement has to say. It {s unfalr €o him to refuse, Ho 1s the loyaiest.| MAJESTIC % GRAND CIRCLE. Bway & Gib finest creature I've ever known, Any woman would die for him gladly if she Hi a rf 2 s__Sonte Foe loved him, and even if you don't, you have no rigtt to deny him » hearing,” WIZARD OF OL | Bui AMERICAN $ 20,87, xp st Ava “If I dont!" ead Althea, lowly, She was looking up into Nelli Feb. 12 & 23 | sat. DAILY NEVADA — | (exo jarbara od," she said, with sometiving of the olf weakness. Harlem\Prer 815. Met. Saturday, 215, 9h seit havent ri too, tear,” eaid Nellle BUR, everything i* changed. He has JIM BLUD: UDSO * Meade ictseo Ope: Many atl andes Brubboran TWO WEE INLY House, J come here nearly every day, hoping any praying to see youto tell you— He ts) ACRED CONC F MONDAY, FBI DREW MACK in The’ Bold Soxe Boy: RY SUNDAY NIGHT RS. BISKE, | M:r KEI HS mae MARY OF MAGDALA TO-DAY Althea made a movement as if to escape, but all at once Moortake was in the Cer Ey was beside her—near, near, with both her hands In his, and le Was gone, LAST give me,” he said softly; "I could not wait another minute. FOUR “ She only smiled assent—such a strange smile, Hike that of one who sees the Werks - heavens open, but knows not !f the revelation be for him or another. Victoria, 42. Bway @ Thar. By 8.15 Mat aus "Gh, Althea! how I ha a seuronied tor you! and how ® have loved yout {LAST 2 VIOLA ALLEN i ved me? she sald, WEEKS "Yes; loved,” he answered, vehemently, “as I never knew I could love.” "I can't belleve~I dare not." She gently drew her hand away. Lar Ave. & Tor th mn Mat Tidy. Bi deuteana aia aeaerete ches '& STIR HEARTS ADRIFT. “No-no! @tay—~dut tell me—make me understand,” And then he told her everything—of hi SKATING S RINK, .BAGUE HOCKSY TONIGHT. BiGoRr st va aE NIGGER sai] Admiseion 25 caste tee, ced loyal 1424 Si. & 34 Ave i ; NEW ED DEN**"3\2 Bons rey Opours. RICH: MUSED, De Kolta,8h ort at aelf-|an answer, “Do you love met" whe said; ‘did you ever love met’ But there are truths that need no telling, Here at last she was in his arme. Vinten ae torayer, But voe weakness pease’, closed, an ae venus THE BIRD iN Tie CAGE oF iene wane: 4 iii