The evening world. Newspaper, August 17, 1903, Page 9

—j SC Ihe Wor A heranen Or Love, ADVENTURE AND A STRINGE PRUPNGA By Sraniaey J Wevan. a, j (fy ‘ CORP TPR | , The Wort Phreetens : = PEAY geet Fenenn ( farernnMe thar ere he eee a Ot Thuweeteg ih Aw . oor L ante de On my NrOthere Choteette and Marte (HERIy Wore atl freee of we Sewn our ew « ° ate a Were eDrewiog oH 1) he “nh { f or eouem atherine (wha we lFPererentle canted flr hen ohe calenly Informed we thet aie ene betrerhed fo ‘one a : fawie do Pavances |t came ne a thundaroiap te ue fr " M Pavannas wees deve friend of fern! # and wen hy , ~ eareante & mM fot @entionan Neh tn Che eaten of the Mumuenet lente ? whet te Hut We hed never fremmnet of Nie loving Catlerty Nee) toe, 1 ' at Ue time, ihe party lines between Catholic and Mumnenst ‘. . were strongly drawn and the ether ot the latter party . we 1,"eua had graver things than love to Hhink about * t Py wont es 1 ‘AO @O recovered from our surprise Uromette whispered to | Anne. ta any tr r the sake emt m Wit my people wil pect momatl ag@iy fellow ene « o 1 th hat et th @ that I “But whet will we Wot say? aae Sonn hie 5 Tat ao tty a “AR! To he sure!’ 1 exciaimed aloud “Whet wilt the thal la imboneibion’ Pansweree ‘Vitame may. Kitt to sak hat he enennt vive r fhe dropped ner kerohiet from her face, and turned oo me TT ee with a wrmer hat I was sorry | had epoke apart from the kick Cro pleawure afterward’ et Ah al ha e t hie house” ane an * romtse you tha nd at hie Gave me “le M. de Besere at hie nouser’ ane aaked ana) TPE TE ID in unitedged bantlings like yo lously. ane J thie for? And he rude j Kicked iivar “Ten, Crotestte anewered He came in leet night from! entiy he had not aml Wefore ~ 1 attendane: he continued. castin® a @harp @iance at one and ane Ly aap a Ate eldtalt tiecerty 9 VI eked torbe besieged Why. you boone there ‘The news seemed to eet her fears at rast instead of aue- | ine shoot of wr kitohen midien, twenty feet above @menting them a | should heave expected [ mpowe they | roof of olf Fretien store And open fw worn! ‘ think that | should have come thls while there @ rather for Louls de Payannes than for herself, Not wn- |) iB gs Ne AOU Have: tome NDS wy anu ahtent naturaliy, too, for even the Wolf would scarcely have found : W Mth that he turned on Me he swagering array In the {t in hie heart to hurt our sin. Her sitght, willowy figure, | full enjoyment of hie triumph, ore slumph we e t ' n f stood stunned, ashamed to jook_one another In the face Of her pale oval face and gan Town eyes. her plearant voice, | eine eee eee e aa open te embered now that it her Rindnas, seemed to ue voys, and in thoes days, tw eum | was, and we Were nn erely morlined i Marans Pt up ail that was womanly our ‘folly that nailed in my courte nd did not see him ; roe | to the gato, an T rhould have done. We pald for that later But let me expiatn how we four, whose untted ages scarce |’ ig in the devil in person!” [| exclaimed angrily, shat exceeded seventy years, came to be lounging on the terrace] my nat at the House of the Wolf, a f strode up and dows \ tUliness o t a t t - | impatiently hate him work! im the holiday aulin f thet afternoon, it was the eum: “So do I! aid Crolsette mildly. “But that he hates un er of 1872, The the Catholica anc reat peace, 1 will be remembered, between © Huguenots had not long been declared; of more Importance “Upon my word, rejoinet sharply. “For there was the vement. Hal dozen horsemen were |; the House of the Wolf. the ring of their bri sound of their careless voloes up to clear morning alr. Besers's valet, whom we was the last of them. before h ‘Tene of of Henry of Navarre with Margaret of Valois, the King's sister ‘The Vioomte de dian, was one 0! enforced. He had, Bayonne, his province \ Caylus, Catherine's father and our guar- Inge from. the governors appointed to see the peace refore, gone a week or two before to Most of our neighbors in Quercy by sieht, aH eae : dere likewise {rom home, having gone to Paris to be wit-| tion aruared heathy hie Ce odes nesses on one side or the other of the royal wedding. eyes. me, after all! For Bezers an train cantered away from the town When old Gil, the footman, appeared suddenly, while we along the road that led. fo Paria were aiill chewing the melancholy eud of Kit's announce. | stralent to the metropolis ment. and cried sepulchrally: aie ‘atherine Aid not share in our refolcing at his de- “M. le Vidaine de Bezers to pay his respects to mademol-| PT Fvoini” he exclaimed, with exoweding bitterness. her selle!"—well, there was something like a panic, I confess! took, tempang, nue. ies unceastnaly. G you think he We sorambied to our feet, muttering ‘The Wolt.”” The en-| That he squid hart me OnecNundredth bert oe couch Tons aS trance at Caylus ie by a ramp rising from the gateway to the} ax —— She broke off stammering. level of the terrace, This sunken way is fenced by low walla] in ‘aunocinting how othe sae eet eT had g aimoutty eo that one may not—when walking on the terrace—fall into] stepped forward abruptly and ploked up a sits it, We had barely got to our legs—looking, 1 dare say, awk- | Wicd was lving at her feet, “Yea, read it!" ahe cried, “read ttt her little hand and in her passion her so that a stain wavy id you not i you the chance? ward and ungainly enough—vefore the Vidaime's shadow fell darkly on the ground at Catherine's feet. i Mademoiselle,” he said, advancing to her through the f blood eprank out on her kiuckies munsbine, and bending over her slender hand with e magni: ft pine Whe dd You were three ¢ ficent grace that was born of his size una manner combined, | "You had him in your power! le hinsed. “JT rode in late last night from Toulouse; and J go to-morrow | and you did not! Now he will Pe fieeyo, Med him, to Paris. | have but rested and washed off the stains of) Madame Claude, her duenna. muttered something. tear- | travel that I may lay my—ah!’ a gent Over? Gomething Cede Pavannes and the saints. T looked He seemed to see us for the first me negligently | Over Croisette’s shoulder and read the letter. It ‘bexan ‘oke off in his compliment, raising himself and saluting ua, ‘Ab,” he continued indolently, ‘two of the maidens of Cay- | ius, "I see. What an odd pair’ of hands apiece, unless 1 am ‘ mademol- any term have a mission in Parts, mademolselia’ wiian’ Jelay, your minsion 18 ‘wall ‘ou have won his heart. my Tt is yours, Mtaken.. Why do-you hot set thom spinniai T will bs pelle? and ho fegaraed tin with that amnile which=-with other | {5 Ut, FENG hand, to foiven, that he ‘ha yielded Ub ie oles faings as evil—had made him famous, he thing bor 7 ees in deliberately turned his great back upon us, | qyig' yt ¢ no signature. It was written in fine tng Sout on the iow wall near Catherine's. chalr. Auld —hlood perhapa—a mean and sorry tri kt On thee taldng his seut Yeo who were we to glower at him? To vhis day I shake at the thought of him. It was not so muon his height and Dulk, though he was eo big that the clipped pointed fashion wide was scrawled @ direction to ( the packet was sealed with “The coward! the miserable 2 Maem: ‘elle de he = e coward!” Croisette erie his beard——a fashion then new at court—seemed on him in-| was the first to read cried, He Be uolls and effeminate; nor so much the sinister glance) were full of tenreoteane heer ofthe thing, And his eyes Of his gray eyes tie had a alight cast in them nor the #rim| “or me. T was angry vxcesdingly, My veine meemed tut er, and the harsh threatening voice that suavity of his manner, a uirentening voice ¢hat ef fire, an I comprehended the mean cruelty which could thus It was the torture a girl. permitted of no disguise. erat brutal presence of the man—that was overpowering—| 1 went Sut, passing through d tne or crouch. And then igh two or ree scared servants, fhat made the great falter and be Grouch, And then | and made at once for tho terrace, f felt na HET oid cai ‘Though we knew little had come to us Inked with his name. nas a duellist, as a bully, an employer from the his reputario edness, all we knew We had heard of hi breathe there. I found Marie and St. Croix together, alient the marks o: \ tora Barks of tears on thelr faces. Our eyes met and they rayos. At Jarnac he had been ‘the last to turn We all spoke at t « ‘ CUR Ay Men called him cruel and vengeful even for those] the others Tookestat he enmo time, Pm AR ahr! we «ald. But Says—gone by hows thank God!—and whispered his name nolpMit domewhiat sobered tyr (inte aiid paused to consider then tney epoke of assass! js . fore i replied. "At daybrea nl an wiguch was our’ visiter and nelghbor, Raout de Mar, Vidame ently. rt ds an hour After nosn alreedg” Wo rant money, ‘8. and the horses a: , ena Q Tathorine's eyes were on the northern extremity of the dis-| in’ At daybreak tomorrow we ail eau tO bring them 5 the Nxhway from Cahors descends from tent sores, Wane ned peen sitting with her face turned that y ¢ oon. Way cuked that Way, (00. A solitary horteman was descend: ack from the hills. A ing, from the stecP trod. the Vidame suddenly. ‘*Mademol- he snarled, ‘is expecting news from Cahors, from her the honor to congratulate M. de Pavannes on essed It! As the words fell on the sloepy Fin themselves, I sprang to my feet, ama: snd angry, yet stounded by his quickness of eight jand wit, Then the Vidume bowed to me in quite a new, fashion, Mt. Kane do Caylus desires to answer for M. de Pavannes? ied hiy: with a mocking smootiiness. aaked smooth’ nat he meant. But something prompted me bs ir Pavannes. Rather for my to answer. not for M. de Pavan on ner behalf t They nodded aaxent. twas a great thing we meditated. No less Paris—the unknown elty eo far beyond the Nile cont took ote M.de Pavannea and warn him. It would he a race between he Vidame and ourselves: a race for the Hfe of Kit'e suitor, Spud we, reach Paris tat, or qven within twenty-four hours b ould in and be able to put Pavannes on his (ies pret balls Shaty had been the first thought of all of us, to tele as wo could get togother and fall upon Beaers wherever we found hem. making it our simple object to kill him. But the ackeys M. le Vicomte had left with us, the times belne peacefu! and the nelghbors friendly, were poor-spirited fel: Bezera’s handful on the contrary were recki - cra—iike master, Itke man, We decided that it would be whece simply to warn Pavannes, and then stand by him if nece cousin.” And 1 bowed. "I have t 9 behait to! simp your congratulations, M. la Vidame, It pleas . seknomlenee dearest neighbor should also be the rat gutalde AG) ve our orders. But we said nothing to Catherine or tho family to wish her well., You have dtyined truly, 0 Mme. Catan: erely” bidding” Gt tel ant deca dat! ort united to M. he fmmediate despatch of posing that she will shortly be Unltedior change and his Mp] to the Vicomte at Bayonne, and chan iy cnet nee T suppose—for I saw auiver as I spoke—tha' Pomait an’ ter he left the horseman we had seen in- Fanait an hotest courier from Paris, bearing ss iia to Ci therine from de Pavannes) galioped into the) thw te ouek t amazement an angry crowd pursued h br nuh are pressing even to the castle gates an he ‘ap proached. Down with the Huguénots: * orled one, as I appeared, one bolder than the rest, Nik palovied | Wrens ‘Down with the canaille!” (eutteraniper? | ator raelves this previous words had been only 4| hear from him to keep the gaten closed, and look p shoot of the Kitchen qnldden, ‘Then, wien all waa'ready, Wwe ir pallets, but it was “element and Wake yeh with hearts throbbing with “Anne! Anns!’ cried Crolsette, rising on this elbo: speaking to me some three hours later “what do vou think te paste meant this morning when he said that about the “What about the ten days?” T asked peevishiy, roused me just when T was at last falling asieep, 7° DS? ‘About the world seeing that his was the true falth—in ten the streets, ing the {l-lookin, ary (a 8?” Wgveveing. King's peace, Sirt that you are? Go back to yor tt am sure [ Jo not know. For Goodness sakes let us go tee Nw out of my mouth before I saw! {o sleep,” I repited. For | had no patience with Croisette, E were scarocl 1] talking ‘such nonsense, The words were scarcely Ook Sha punishing had got hold | talking such nge, When we had our own business 10 that the fello i 2 too late, ‘The ta dag jer, T angulen Bearing: yur it cate steel flash up pret (he terrible nature of that business 1 did not yet ap- aade iy t steel ash up ‘ i ad's belt, glanced off harm 1 ae Sat ens time Iwas] Next morning we set off for Paris. At Cahors we fell In with a big man wno tntroduced him- self to us os Blaise Bure and who was of great service (0 us jn seeing that we country boys were kindly treated at the When next morning he offered to Join our party on the ride to Parls we gladly assented. We were strangers in the metropolis. He knew the city well and knew also Louts de Pavannes's address, and promised to guide us to Louis's 4 fw the spite tn th on fell I passed my sword hean throught irs terete tbody. He went down like a log. T had never killed a man. bi iter & man dio; anc Ae about it 1 should have fa 7 Hager hay Aven go ume, fn mame. sp ena faces from Wall Tone A ‘aingle glance downward told me aT set my. foot upon, his neck.| lodgings in the Rue Antoine, -A® we entered the city we met at, the mann ee Tareas not Toualy thie tume, for though] # group of cavaners, une of whom t could have ewornv in the ° th rage, It was inwar » 'Bo} dim Nght of early evening, was De Payannes himself, But | | eras ike one, ponsensed wi to raine a hand against al Bure nasured us it wan the Count de Hochefomeanth te then i els! Will you dare ] Sole? coo when the Vice hall hang e mari hall hang ty Vooked Merce enovgh—T know T fait, no, fear, my @ strange exultation—for they slunk away. , ie fy out with [ittle delay, the group melted. Bezer’s retainers ot whom lew the dead man was one—the last to Ko. ‘There gould be no doubt—at any rate, we had none—that the assault on ‘e courier had taken pince at the Vidam ce. suGonseauently 10) e returns a dozen of you conducted us to the house where, he said, Louts lodged Bure rapped at the gate until a group of servants ap- peared, Then he spoke to one of the men, and begging us to Mamount, #akd the footman would show Us to M. de Pavan- ‘The thought that we were at the end of our long Journey, and in time to warn Louis of his danger, made us forget all our exertions, our fatigue and stiffness, Gladly throwing the bridles to Jean, we ran up the steps after the servant. The thing was done, Hurrah! the thing waa done! The house-as we passed through a long passage and up some steps—-seamed ifull of people, We heard voices and the ring of arms more than once. But our guide, without paus- lng. Jed us to a small room, lighted by a hanging lamp, "I wili inform M. de Pavannes of your arrival," he sald respect- fully, and passel behind a curtain, which seemed to hide the door'of an inner apartment. Aw he did go the clink of glasses it was a shock to dae and a Sreat domneell when with a grave face, came to me on e Serie and Tangunced that Be. Je Vidame was at the gate asking to see mademersetion that he should see her."’ the old ont of the question that he should see her.” ‘It ques ded, his hen {* a a mn) him = Instead,’’ answered él wtogt! ; leaye Francis and another at the gate, Gil. tie, gop with . Rnd let Croisette’ stay | and the him of conversation reached us, Ma ro it sight, Jad. ey, f 1aie has sompany supping with him," ¥ @atd nervously. 1 me, and they took up scarcely af tried to filp some of the dust from my’ boots with my wht moe att Viaine at the head of phe rar t Femeribereg| that Apis was Paris. : B a ] ” sald, bowing, “is, r tto “He wi be surprised to see us," quoth Croisette, laughin; MMademoiselio. de Caylus,” T ere MO} _a jittle shyly, {00 Ithink, And #0 Wwe stood waiting oay, ,indlaposed today: oi ne asked, eyeing me very un- pleasant] gj “Her pwered, with Mp Serie dorad out at the heels of my boots: may, . Very. well," he replied, as if T had Kata not weno simple words sounded like a knell 0! I began to woncor as minutes passed vy—t ‘com- ne oss pany’ ne hain ‘ Ds y—-the Kay com: tion deprives her of the pleasure." T an-|M,. de Pavannes, of Paris, might not turn out to ben very ere effort. He was certainly a wonderful man, | different person from Louts de Pavannes, of Caylus: whether nim three-fourths of my courage and all of| the King's courtier woilld be as friendly as Kits lover. And T was still thinking of this without having settled the point to my xatisfaction, when the curtain was thrust aside again. A very ‘all wan, wearing a splendtd sult of black and alle ver and a stiff trencher-like ruff, came quickly in, and stood smiling at us, a little dog in his arms, The little dog sat up and snarled, and Croisette gasped. It was not our friend Louls certain}: Payannes at all, me?” . Anne, I have a crow to pick with you compan’ fiin'do you propose to make for the death oft my servant? A decent, quict fellow, whom you killed esterday, poor man, because his enthusiasm for the true Fees inMtnas sie ‘ Killed ‘because he drew a dagger on M. si.] Itwas no old friend at all. Tt vi fe Caylus, at tev comte’a wate,” T answered atenaiy:| “Welcome, wentieaent" he sald, omiline ae wecand sever j nought, Catan course, and wes ready, for it, had) the cast yen no apparent tn nia eves, "Welcome. to , : . Anne! Wwcomte has Juriadiction extendink to life and death over, Se (To Be Continued) == ~~, At any rate, we will close the peace which in a day or two was to be solemnised. aod | con elt, ead Testor: se “ad wan moving of a2 most Frenoomen hoped, to be cement: by the marriage | to see it Wine ing on down there’ T believe he is leaving ust’ Croisette noise of hoofs below us clattering on ® and the 2 through the had a pair of great saddle-bacn Apparently he was going An!" and she clinched struck the oak table beside you not do it when fay thus tdmits of no baat gee Pavannes. and tw situs, ‘Vidame's crest, a wolf's n jutting it In my mind, I suppose—whether Tt was not Louts de #& WORLD'S # HOME os MiG. RANSFORMATION FROM SHOP ©! AT PATR of deep, wide, unfathomable f black eyes—eyes that, like the dark ded of a river. might contain a thousand things, or nothing—e low, white brow beneath waving hair, a chin ohiselled by nature in a moment in- soiration. two shoulders moulded softly to a verfect bust. These are the stock in trade of a Russian peasant girl, Amelia Ro who five vears ago was calling “cas! behind the counter of a downtown de- vartment store. and who ts to-day the favorite model in most of the famous New York studios. She is Gibson's latest model. and poses for all his new Oriental drawings. It was one of the odd fanctes of Fate which bestowed upon little Amelia Rowe. just nineteen years old, all those elements of beauty. each one of which 1s #0 ardently sought by the society woman and bought by her at the cost of many dollars and many hours spent before her mirror. Five years ago Mise Rose was wrap- ping bundles in a large department store. Her rise to higher usefulness artistic success reads Uke a fairy ta’ She was born here of Russian parent- age. When she was just thirteen years olf Amedia’s parenta died, leaving her in the care of an aunt, herseif the mother of a lange and growing family. It was scarcely six months later wh: the hard-worked aunt discovered that even one more mouth to feed was one too many, and Amelia was cast ou upon the world to seek—not her fortune. but her itving. Her first thought war of the department stores, and to these she went in search of work. But the wtores were all full, Amelia had never pelleved there were so many cash girls nor so many who wanted to be cash girls in all New York. From store to store she trotted in her little worn boots until she became exhausted and discouraged. At last, however, persistent effort, she obtained a position with a big Twenty-third street store as cash girl at what seemed to her then the enormous fortune of $1.60 per week For a whole year she totled In the store although her efficiency and application soon obtained her an advance from her first position and {ts aecompanying #al- ary. At the end of the year she was working in the offloe of the store at $5.00 a week, ‘ But fortune had somehow been peep ing through the clouds to find the small Amelia even then. A Wealthy woman customer at the store saw the girl, recognized her suportority and asked her if she would not Ife to go to the country to live with her. This lady Mrs, J. Bean Amelia could scarce; credit her good luck, but she cagerly accepted the offer to ehake the dust of the clty streets from her weary fect In the country, however, her artistic nature grew and expanded. she was The Ai oa ¥ jane ff . old enough by that time to recognize mean that I can make money that way.’ her own beauty, every beautiful) ‘You can make a fortune that way,’ woman soon or late does, a she|he replied quickly. And so I went with knew of no way of making use of either | him. her wonderful physical qualifications or] “Then I found out truly what my vo- ver dramatic impulses except that of|cation js. What artists need and want golng on the stage. 13 a model who can think, feel and pose “Every girl {a stage-struck at some|in addition to possessing the proper time,’ sald Mias Rose, “and I had| physical attributes, I enjoy striking an the fever very young. I ran away, /attitude, just es an actress enjoys play ame to New York and, after many] ing « part. efforts, obtained a position as ‘walk-] «water that I haunted the studtos. ing lady’ with Richard Mansfeld I was too young to take anything v seriously, and I soon tired of BUtlOne day I went to see Charies Dana Gibson, ‘1 want to apply’— I began the drudgery and seeming hopelessness of theatrical work. “It was about ident happened Hut he Interrupted me. “"You want to pose? he asked tn bis abrupt way, the ‘Well, stand over there in corner.’ And I did; and I have posing for him off and on ever this time that an in- that turned the whole tide of my life. One day I was walk-| ing along a@ street on the east side of nce. “A model has ¢o be an all-around per- the city, I had my hair fastened and a scarlet hood tied on my head.|#°% I can tell you, and must under- I suddenly noticed that a young man] Stand every part of her work, I have had stopped short and waa following|Posed for so many different kinds of artists. For instance, Turner and Naegle among the wat ley Middleto: mo with his eyes. I hurried on, but he rtook me. “Pardon me,’ he said, ‘Tam an artist | and I want to ask you tf you will pose | for me—now—at once—in my studio” “Why, yes,’ I answered. ‘If you o the late J. Wolls « ey, painters in olls; Martin’ and Morett! among the sculptors, and Gi) son, Chetsty and Harrison Fisher among and WEATHER LORE IN VERSE. Dr. Jenner, the noted phystola: vaccination fame, wr pleces of verse, says the felentific American, This Is one of them, en- Utled “Signs of Rain: ‘The hollow winds begin to blow, The clouds look black, the glass ix low, The soot falls down, the spaniels sleep, And spiders from thelr cobwebs creep. Last night the sun went pale to bed, ‘The moon in halos hid her head ‘The boding shepherd heaves a sigh, For, see, « rainbow spans the sky. Hark! How the chairs and tables crack! Old Betty's joints are on the rack, Loud quack the ducks, the peacocks cry, ‘The distant hills are looking nigh How restless are the snorting swine— The busy files disturb the kine, Low o'er the grass the swallow wings; The cricket, too, how loud it sings Thro’ the clear stream the fishes rise, And almbly catch the Incautlous files. The sheep are seen with early light Cropping the meads with eager bite Through June the air !s cold and chill, The mellow blackbird’ voloe ts still, The glow worms, numerous and bright, Tilumed the dewy dell last night. At dusk the squalid toad was seen Hopping, crawling, o'er the green. ‘The frog has lost his yellow vest, of @ several clever Special Notices FATHER JOHN'S MEDICINE pullder far t 4M. J. Kelly And tn a dingy sult ts dress’ The leech, disturb'd, is newly risen, Quite to the summit of his prison. he whirling wind of dust obeys, And in the rapld eddy plays. run My dog, so altered in his taste, Quits mutton bones on grass to feast; And eee yon rooks, how odd thelr Might They imitate the gliding kite, who et 58 Cort ls Invaluable down, (8 ne, Or seem precipitate to fall, Ag if they felt the piercing bal Amusements. 'Twill surely rain—I seo with sorrow ! —— - - - Our jaunt must be put off to-morrow. GARRICK TiEATHH sot at oe. Beyer CHARLES PROIMAN TO-NIGNT AT 8.30, JOHN C, 8 THOS. A, Manage SOME DON'TS FOR GIRLS. Don't be slack in your appearance Don't try to follow sive in wil) FICE WISE TSE Coleary in wicerwain'e” VIVIAN'S PAPAS, Don't ebun girls altogether, Don't aot foolish in public places. Don't dreas flashy. Don't strive for popularity by night owl, Don't invite your boy uds to your house and then be out—on purpore Don't think the boys of to-day knights of old. agen SQUARE GAR sane «| nigus,DUSS. axe VE | Mon. Aug. 24, 538" P: OMY OF MUSIC, Yeh, St and Tey oon Meer all sorte of Jowoiry you THE. CHRISTIAN, Don't aspire to #ilk petticoats for| oot tw. J. Morgan as John Storm sweeping the streets. Have one, but wa he SL 1.00. a ay Rot to dreg around. Next We k The Bostonians in Robin Hood. Don't try for every boy you see, r mgs a Have a few and good ones. MADISON Don’t think because you are invited | SQUARE ROOF GARDEN—S0c tpea, ounce chat che young marr tn-| Japan byNight come Opera LOYO wl | shall never give it up for the stage.” olor painters; stan-| 8TH MONTH *4! Nye Not a paseat meat) MATS. DAILY NICE. Maat ding tee . TO GIBSON GIRL. from Filbban Ceennter CHEFS SF recen AM ee the pen-and-ink fllustrators, I hav posed a great deal for photographe too, and have even posed in smart gowns for society women tn order that they may etudy the lights, ahades, &c., and get tho best effects. Every kind of artist requires a differeng kind of pos- ing. The brush, the chisel and the camera all want different physioal and dramatic effects, It ts not an easy bust- ness, but it {s a fascinating one, and I Miss Rose has a large album filled with autographic comptiments trom all the famous artists for whom she has posed. Her specialty ie Oriental char Orr eH, “< Throne a acters. Lying on @ divan in garb, with a band of copper coins her head amd a olgarette in her she is the embodiment of Dasterm womanhood. She ts excellent, too, Madonna or nun effects, as her black eyes have the soulful expr required. She ts the original of of the art photos which one buys photographie shops and has reaped sands of dollars in royalties from work. “Ah, well.’ she sighed, when if that was not a great deal of to reoetve for merely sitting still looking pretty, “the career of a model does not last long and she ought to get full value for her services while she can.” ir felt AL Amusements. Amusements. MANHATTAN BEACH TO-DAY. 3.30 | SHANNON'S 22, BAND, TO-NUHT PAIN’S POMPEI || And ORAND FIRDWORES. Si pePINGBEMT| MATINEE JRDAY AT 4——— MAIBSTIC ORAND cine THIS ) WEPK, MAT 0-100. SMALTA SUMMERVILLE LUNA, PARK TH] 24181 PERFORMANCE WIZARD OF OZ|:estsfic® with FRED A. STONE the Scarecrow, ROOF GARDEN ays ROCKAWAY BEAG! Looping the Loop On a Bicycle, SUT TE RUNAWAYS FLOATING ROOF GARDEN Grand Republi High C Vaudeville, IN NBW YORK. GRAND CIRCLE, ROSATI'S NAVAL RESER BARNE ‘AT 3.50 AND 9.80. Mat M LK VAGRANTS, WN Lex, av.& 10 JOHNSTOWN FLOOD. STAR “Wo Lit Th KEITH'S HUBER'S dath St, Museum, Jultan Saundere, Omstfied Man, 20 others. THEATRID: “Unole Tom'e Cabin,” by Waiinan’s Projectemoge, Biway BEST SHOW IN_T and )—GREAT 1ith St.) PRICRS, ACTS—30 4 li tnolndin, Extravagani Its Cool at PROCTOR’S Toone tec Big Vautertile, Coatinuoes, diam, 426th St.) st, Bai. em erties 5 people. TO-NIGHT, Res.’ O80 St | evs eek QR teal bth Aye.} “OASTE."’ With all Gtock Favorites, 68th St | Wee FAL oe All Stock Puverttes, Paradise ROOF GARDEN 12 BIG VAUDEVILLE ACTS, the Mysterious AGA, and YF I By CONEVISLAND | Continuovs Modern ENDERSON PASTOR'S 333s3 <BR & MADDEN Rastis ScLLNAN 2 cums “Dawe GAR THE MATINEE TO-DAY, EWE EAGLE BURLESQUERS, eras W Sa, Gat lbee ‘Aboant Good Ship Juma" {4th St. Theatre, near Gch ave. Mats. Wed. ASet, TONIGHT, First Time ta N. Y. TO-NIOHT. NAT M. WILLS, "utr"? __in tie new oomety, A SON OF RES Manhattanicr to he" THE EARL OF PAWTUCKET. (yie) abe) Bese sane Bangg cancers. | PASS BOSTOCKS NO OF THE GALLERY GODS, CONEV'S METROPOLIS “is WINNING HANI BEST. NEINUIUUS THE WINNING HAND, 9 Mortoag, Marnal! Art Studten, Joratt BRIGHTO: SEATS BEAC me