The evening world. Newspaper, October 6, 1905, Page 19

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a of tho , how wany thigves, there are the Vaudeville business, When my oes I arrived in. Tondon with | 1, aeco 22a to Uncle Tom' wa drove and inquired whether our Arrived, We carry a humber lea,’ There are some cakes of AR of Sdnvas, also a atop rop- won. The manager said ire whether the trutike pe Property baby, whieh: were throwa on the stage, also had a strange “Say, boy,’ I called to a stage hand, "to"whom does this stuff belong? i “Why, sir’ he explained with a ley ‘they belongs (0 a cove wot ft: ere suddintiy this mornin’, You eo, wir, 'o ‘eard as ‘ow an American twas a'lookin’ fer 'lm to lick ‘im, #0 ‘e up an’ leaves town by ® mornin’ tine, 'e does, It seems as how '6 was @ tmitetin’ this ‘ere Amerfoan per- former's act an’ somebody tipped ‘im @hat the fellow ‘ad just arrived in ondun, so 'e wkips. “The fellow had copied everything wo ase in our act and was golng to give a feral performance at the music hall’ that very morning. | borrowed @ brugh and @ome black paint from the pro; an Gnd wrote ‘Thief’ In large le’ on every blouk of property ice. Thi peggy bay, the stuffing out of the ters en. I baby and. used my penkalfo the ‘drop.’ I never saw tho f@wner of the ‘props,’ but | found out afterwant that he was from America.” PRE'S what the three varieties of Claudia think of the mppidly Growing heroine in “The Prince Litt Helen Pullman, the five-year : “1 am ttle Claudia Chap.’ You aoe, It story of the three a little baby Dear, a @middie sized hear and a big dear, I fm the litte baby bear, I hear that e of the big people who have seen the play wonder who Iam and where 1 oame trom, They will laugh when they hear that I am the granddaugirer of o Methodist minister, My start was when J won the prine gor singing ‘On @ Good Old Five Cent Trolley Ride’ at @ concert, I was wwfully ‘proud when (Mr, Paul Dresser handed me my prise Money and sald there was something fn me, I didn't know just what he meant, but I thought so, too, and when Mr. Esra Kendall was looking for a| was played during the “entente’ week Little girl to git fee cream and run in| nd did record business, @nd out of the rain in his “Weather | Ap te ST, Beaten Benson’ company, I thought it “ 1 " LOFTUB to take the vellt would just suit me He thovght I —Yes, three!!! Here it in Tooked like a go0d Ice cream eatt?, too, bnck end white from a But- the took me, and I ate ice creme; for falo pe: eight months, J gor kind of tira of Wihat's there in all this?’ tve cream, so I’ ad ite dread and | she sek errenging her arm toward m. fo ie shee Raith ac {alte Monvent yi? o Tages ke mn ie eo ered Claute. order | was brougat up in.’ h ys ‘There are two reasons See's ike * of Claudia better almost than any other pari 1 have over layed. One i# that my own father ti when I was a@ little baby, and the. vo thet existe between Daddy and Claudia makes the part doubly to Me. Another reason i# that Claudia scome auch areal ohiid, and I feel her Ga well as act her, There are ¢wo things » (Uncle Jerry’s,“' URING one of his campaigns Pri-; “All righ” aaid the clerk, ning « ‘vate John Allen atopped at a bag with crackers, “Here you are,” crossroads store, While he tchaliging news with the proprietor | Old darky from one of the plantations game in, When bis purchase of “mil- )ali’-an* ment” had heen wrapped tip he started out, At the door he nauged: “Got epny ehebae, bods?” “he Heked. “Why, yes,""-sald the olérk, pointing to 0 freshly opeped gan of axlo grease on the codhter,<t’box just’ bpenal.’* The darky looked at it hungrily, says | Harper's Weekly, “How much?" he It to. him for'30 vents and throw tel the -orackers,'' eald Mn, Allen, MAY MANGON'J DAILY FASHIONS. OS" Bipis Costume—Pattern No, 6,170, ' Wo , a perry | en Cee heatres I don't lik In the I feei very bad | that the Brita Rist adem't love mo, and I go on aftor my quick change won- 1 if my clothes are all right.” dia, when she reaches eighteen, to Miss Mai ite, quite pecullarly incncalarane eres rei ingly complex, She Js at that tender and momentous Porlod tn 4 woman's lifo—the siepstone | Fotaias he taite Of hoydonfsh ani sub of hoydenish and bub- bling ehildnood, yet bag taken On UD: consciously something of the dignity of the maidea, Bae is at that Poin in pan qhiatenpe that mi the bud blossoming Into the rose, Important changes have come oWwelly Into her young life and she is suddenly pane {0 roalige that she is no longer & ohild, birt a woman confronted, with the Serious purpose in Mfe. “The author has stam her character with dainty yet certain touch in the words: -‘She. Te talned a pay, of thought and which was tt ya removed from the in- »| nocence of childhood.’ A beautiful role to aot, but a type ‘not easy to portray." t RNARID SHAW, writing to the London Dally Mall about his new ‘play, “ Barbara”—which $s to be produced ‘at the Court Theatre Nov. &—1n whitch the herokne tw @ major the Salvation Army, says; “It ts aimply an ethical discussion in hres tong acte—aowally in four, as there aro two cones in the third, It {| Will be a public charity to warn all romantic playgvers to keep away from “, as I have thrown them over com- plotely. "The acting will be very fine, of course, There wiil be nothing lke it In London, Even without counting ihe four great pare by Misa Annie Russell, Miss Ros- na Bippi, Louls Calvert and Gran- villo Barker, there will be lots of excel- lene noting, | “But the play is a terror, It ts like| the last scene in ‘John Bull's Other | j Island,’ spun out for three houry and | a halt, kt wilt try the faithful ex- | tremely," eee APT, ROBPRI MARSHALL'S ( elder brother has followed his ex- | | ample and tried his hand at play- | writing, Scepawn Marshall, like the author of “A Royal Family," “His Excellency the Governor’ and ‘The Duke of Killicorankie,”’ is a military man and bas the ttle of major, His maiden | Gramatio effort is a comic opera, for | which Ivan Caryll i composing the} mualo, 45 a paloh-and-powder opera comique, | Ineldentally the musician is enthusiastic | over the quality of his lbrettist. "He | has all bis brother's exquisite literary acase,” says Caryll, “both {n tis book and verses.” % . ONDON'S “rather unfavorable ver- L dic; on “The Prince of Pilsen” bas byen reversed by audiences in | the orovinces, writes a London corre. spondent, In fact, this American mus!- eal comedy is reported to have scored one of the biggest road successes of the present yoar, At Portsmouth, the plece— which had @ much shorter run than it deserved at the London Shaftesbury— ine atanot—the ap Is noting in tt, It's emote, £ want 1.86 pee, to a rigs | wise, ‘D> work, (0 h teaoh, is more laudable Uunn to amuse, "And give plauge of the publi T shall it —T don't ki Just’ wienbut T anally ats ds tlostes strike you ag funny, or wad? CHAR! DARNITON, Queer” Cheese, The darky lala & greasy dime on the counter, picked up the box and the’ bag, and golug out seated himself in. the shade of @ cotton bale, When he tad Onished’ the orgckers he ran his finger around the box and gave Jt @ strong Yok, In.a° few ‘moments he put on hin! hat ani atarted for hie mule. As he assed the store Mr. Allen halled him. | “Welly Jerry, what did you thinkof | that Junot | The ol sy scratched his head, then he + "L tel you de trof, Mare crackers wus all right, but do Mneomest cheese I uver John, dat wus etl ge 4 E FREI en F faz lie ie Caryll desoribes Major Marshall's work | — | dated 2719, and not unlike “La Cigale.” | | Wo Mamma’s Boy AND, MY @0Y, DONT LOSE YOUR TEMPER. WHEN You FEEL ‘YOUR ANGER RISING, ALWAYS, / Dont You CALL ME DEM NUMBANS Baty iy _Fride Loowin AT ME LIKE DAT ‘You'Re A CowARD! HOW QARE YOU COME To ME AND SAY You GOT LcKeD CANT You FIGHT YyouR TLES wo ‘Yo’ A CouNTIN’ At? REMEMBER.,DEAR , DON T | LET YOUR GET THE BEST EMPER Evening, He Gries te Keep His Gemper @ o @ o@ Burt Wishes He Had Mislatd It. A Pleasant Pall, Houses fall when they're old. Partioularly, though, when they're new) But if there's one thing of all About a house that #hould fall (That is, aside from its falling due), I think {t's the rent, don’t you? Same Old ‘Angel’? Question, By Albert Payson Terhune. (Clengymen and artists ¢rom various the sex and nature of Angels.—News itor. LK are asking, ‘What's an Angel? Is dt man or {8 & woman? And how can we define one by a standard merely human? It seems winest to sift over all the data, old and new, To figure owt correctly what an ange! is or who, Most men have vowed some fluffy girl was In the Angel class, But when the wedding ring’s once on it somehow comes to pass ‘The (ile shifts, and when the bills flock in for food and coal Poor hubby ls expected to enact the “Angel” role, Into the Angel business oft some man decides to go, He barks @ get-rich-quick echeme or he engineers a show, But all too late he learns the truth that sets his brow a-pucker, Instead of “Angel’’ he tins earned the cogriomen of “Sucker.” In mosquito-girt New Jersoy a mother bids her child To sleep in peace because her room Js filled with Angels mild. But fm leas than half an hour ‘the poor leld sets up a din; “Hey, Ma! These measly Angels are a-bitin' me Mike sin!” Go what's the use of artists and of clergymen so wise Guessing the sex and nature of these wardmen of the skies? ‘ Our One-Best-Hope is that, Aloft, of Angels there's a dearth, If they are built along the lines of thove we moot on earth! evs ef ye tote are ett! ot vertanee a0 -~ NU HW n l | j Vy Sho—I read li ihe paper that one of Hower's poema, hitherto unknown, has just been found, He—~Probebly he ‘had sent tt to those magasines that pays on publ thon, Ener pometble to turn DEEP BREATHING -AND CALISTHENICS FOR BEAUTY.| WIFE t * fully-turn in direction, turning the head Shoulders tn the frat attompt it ‘unison with the walat. will handily be ‘body to any mark- @xercise must be carefully before ovement body to be turned walet, describing a tach side, back toot, bend outstretched floors and then, with- out @ wreneh recover your equillb- olle, When @o that it Is and comfortably be found to have or two, or even hoay will have grown ra Octobe of ‘a> O Brother Willie, Buppose he Black Hands! I knew you would be giad If ho was kidnapped and held He isn't etrong enough to work, is poor, remember he Is a growing Buppope bho was taken to waan't allowed any pocket mi ua for Fano eee with catsup on them! Ho has been gone all fet me three pounds of washing ‘im a five-dollar bill, and now it thing has happened to him! He was speaking of going of the Paul Kelly Assoolation, named after come {9 @o interested dn one of the young men, who Is a some monay to “cap” on the outside, whatever part You need not look serious, You will mot get Brother W! because he wouldn't stay in positions where he was ordered and was expected to be at the office every morning at a certain time like @ of the: and now that he is interested {n shell-working you sneer! Shell-working tg eomething light, artistic and profitable, T Gon't know ~rhiat St 1a, but $f i t# tortoise shell I know it t# very expensive, and It is so hard 4) get ; genuine tortoise shell these days, tions since Clara Gimble had one explode, and she would have been for life only she was wearing a switch, and 80, you see, If Brother Wille becomes an expert shell-~worker, as he told me the hoped to become, I can get genuine tortoise shell very oh Ho ja 40 ambitious, Just at present he sald he was only “boleine, ‘To boom means bo lift, and I do hope he won't strain himself, ‘Tho first day he helped his friend the ebell-worker—at Fort George, I think he sald—ho got hurt, He wouldn't tell me how, but his eye was terribly discolored. I read nothing in the papers but about the Black Hands kidnapping © had to buy & new one, i and holding them for ransom, and Brother Willle ts so trustful with strangers re | and will go anywhere with people who will pay the expenses, a Yesterday he brought a man around to the house who wanted to aell y pawn-tickets, and ‘that man’s hands were the blackest I have ever seen, i at 4 poor boy nover distrusted, he never distrusted any one except you, and you not understand him. And now he may be starving eomewhere for days, bensuse he's been gone since before noon! you not glad? be only enough for dear Brother Willie! Washington Star Man, “Are you golng to betray the people after they put you Into office?” “My doar alr,” answered Senator Sorgium, “you misapprehend. The peb- ple di4 not put me into offlce, And shall I go back of ‘he men who did?’ “ee “We doesn’ ‘preciate what's free,” said Unole Eben. “If I could charge folks ten cenia apiece to look at de moon am’ de siara ev'y night I'd own blocks 0’ houses.” Dallas News Man. “What's the difference between a solentist and a crank?" "A crank ls a has-been sofentiat,” . “Blanks Is quite a funny fellow.” “Yes, he baa quite a yen of humor,” “Vein of bumor? Why, be has an artery of it" Philadelphia Ledger Man, Miss Passay—It seems so funny to me mow whon I think how torribly afraid of the dark I was when I was a child, Mise Speite—But you're not efraid of it now? Miss Passay—Of course not! J+ Miss Spelte-No, the dark must be #0 en: Here he comes now! Look how unsteadily he walks! His eyes are giashy hia face ts flushed! But, thank goodness! he has escaped from the Black Hands! ¥) 1 will find my $5 gone, you say? Well, If he pald dt for ransom No! You would prefer him to perish! He is only twenty-four, you were a boy once yourself. Don't ask for steak to-night, Mr, Nagg; there . . . i Mr, Sophtly-I sww you in the réstau- i rant whore I took lunch to-day, Miss Bewtle — Nonsense! Deen In o restaurant for , Mr. Sopitly—On! but you were there all right, and they had you on the bill of cream," Intermittently Steady. You Have a Laugh With the Funny Men! much more becoming light now, Ld to you than the 4 I haven't taro in big type—“peaches and “Tn Smith a stenty caller at her houwe?"* “Well-er Sometimes.” _ 6dited Nv dagh of Worcester sauce to canned soup, As a class wite-beaters are moro beloved than ‘arth. Who thet hos viewed tho long lines of tearful dateaten for the release of hushands sentenced to a breaking thefr riba can doubt itt And what is the reason? Sait si ii BEATING AS FINE ART By Nixola Greeley-S mith, COORDING to Magistrate Olmsted, who cherishes, tj apparently, the strange delusion that women objeot to personal obastisement, the whipping-post ie the only adequate punishment for wite-beaters, ‘The Inatitvtion of this form of retributive jumtice for ‘the man who lays his hand upon @ woman, save in the way of Kindness, would indeed be gratifying though mot for the reasons given by the Magistrate. It would be valk uabie in that it miglit reveal to men gubjeoted to the ordeal the sources of the mysterious thrill that women seem to derive from It, and migh: educate them to eegard wife. beating a3 @ fine aft and enoourage them to develop, it from the state of crude primitiveness where it lies to-day, I suppose no woman who has not been beaten is come j petent to say where the fascination of beating in to be found, But observation of actual married life and the most casual reading of police court records demonstrate In- dubMubly that an occasional bat in the eye ta to the state of matrimony what tabasco t# % 4 doubtful oyster ow Primarily, because wornen Uke ettention, In the first monthy of matrimony perhaps they prefer it In the form of kisses and tender declarations of lve of being beaten in a fatr trial, Cheese Omelet. ng butter, salt, fow graina cayenne and one tablespoon ced cheese, Beat esses slightly, ‘one-half melted butter, add mixture, cook yntil fiem, without stirring, Roll and sprinkle cheese, an angle of at itn Stuffed Tomatoes, EMOVB ell the meat out of the tomato, bein carefi! not to break the «kin, Soak some bread in mills for a few minutes, Chop | fine any left-over cooked meat that | you happen to have in whe house; mix with ( parsley, shallots, ealt and pep- per, and & fow mushrooms |f desired. Add the tomato, meat and soaked bread, Chop and pound the mixture |\GHE HOVSEKEEPERS" the But after awhile these things cease or begin to pall, and then Mrs, Newlywed wakes up to the tact that there is one great, unexplored ecstatic joy, that of being Deaten, And thereafter, she won't be happy till she has tried It. ‘Thore are to be eure some hystrical women who do not give the pleaswes After the first bewildering bift they fy off at a tangent chatterthg excitedly @@\ death, vengeance and divorce. They do not realize that » taste for beating ‘ must be cultivated Mico that for olives or oysters, and that she whose first ime pulse i to plunge a hat pin into the “brutes” heart, whi, If sho will only | give it a folr trial, become aa genuinely reconciled to the ordeal as «he poor battered creature pleading for her hushand’s release at the tribunal of Justos, ‘Tho Whipping-poat dea is a good one because tt will furnieh object Jersona tm the art of beating to willing, but unskilled men. EXCHANGE, oven for elght or ten minutes, Serve on the same dish in which they ; rooms can be omits the be ‘WO eggs, one tablespoon melted! have cooked ‘The meat and mugh- one-cighth — tablespoon | in whiets quantity of ed bread shoul od, inoreas Fig O Cups. ° NE-HALF pound washed chopped aalted almonds, tablespoons sugas one tame spoon lemon juice and one-half, eup Tow dis) Stuft with almonds, jeenon woe ond wing in bh: "when heated add. Ags, and cook until figs are tender, tu and basting often. Serve with fingers. ie f hi ‘French Dressing. LP salt and pepper in @ tabler wpoontul of vinegac, spread over the salad Ip the bowl, ad three nda’ aes

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