The evening world. Newspaper, March 27, 1906, Page 13

$7 : The Evening World’s Home Magazine |BUDGER, the“ « THE MOCK ORANGE BRIDGE WHIST CLUB By Grinnan Barrett. ow a said Mrs. Olver Quiver, vice-president of the Mock Orange * (N, J.) Bridge Whist Club, with a sigh of regret straight from her guileless soul, “it was just my luck to stay away from the last meeting, because I didn’t think I had anything to wear. If I had only known what was going to happen, I wouldn’t have missed going if I had ¢o wear the blanket off the pony or a slumber rug. I wouldn’t have missed ft for anything. Why, one member went home in hysterios, and they had words right there at the tables. I mever will get over not being there, I’m gure. | “ “But as I say, i's just my luck. bce there was a reception at Mrs. Tankers’s, and I didn’t go because I thought it would ba stupid. So, right fm the middle of the reception, when everybody was standing around trying fp think of something to say, and not succeeding and falling back on the meather and the neighbors—the same as they always do at receptions—they heard the most horrible carryings-on outside, yelling and whooping; and just as Mrs. Tankers was saying it was a pity the police couldn't do their uty and protect the best families from drunken ruffians, the door opened! \And in fell Mr, Tankers, wearing a champagne bucket instead of a hat! i ‘And he walked righi into the parlor, where all the guests were, and punched t. poor Mr. Witetie in the face and knocked ail his front teeth owt—it was “S © Very iucky for Mr. Witetie he wore them on a plate—and poor Mrs, Tankers fainted and fell in the claret punch. ‘And I wasn’t there! “But I started to tell you about the last meeting at Mrs, Beestinger’s. ‘You remember we decided to play for money instead cf prizes, The new member, Mrs, Putnam Asunda, suggested It, and everybody thought it vould be just lovely, because they were only going to play for a penny a point—and a penny seemed such a little thing—just enough to buy a cake of chewing gum out of a clot machine, or to put in the plate when they take up the collections for the ‘help’ at summer hotel entertainments. “But would you believe {t, they tell me that before they were fairly started Mrs, Putnam Asunda—the deceitful, designing creature—began winning all the games, and her points kept mounting up higher and higher. And the other members began to see how much they were going to lose {f things kept on that way. And Mrs. Colefeet—she’s the closest ‘woman in town, you know—was completely overcome with emotion when she saw how much she was losing. And ali the time there was Mrs. Put- nam Aswnda sitting there calm and smiling, and playing like a perfect fiend. “Well, I'll give Mrs. Beestinger credit for one thing—she has presence of mind. She has no more idea of dress than a Hottentot, and the way *ghe slaps the paint on her face and lips makes her look like Sitting Bull's widow, but she knows what to do in an emergency, “So she was ready when the game ended and Mrs. Putnam Asunda came sailing up to collect from her first. Ghe just smiled sweetly, and sald out loud so everybody could hear her: “What a pity, isn’t ft, we weren't playing for enything—you would have won a prize? Of course, dearest, you know we wouldn't play for real money—that was only said as a Joke. Playing for money would be gam- bling, and we couldn't think of doing such a thing as that, could we, ladles?” “And all the others said: ‘No, indeed! The very idea!’ just like that; and that was when Mrs. Putnam Asunda lost her disposition and showed the baser side of her nature. “The club is going back to the old way of play!ng for prizes.” HEART ana HOME PAG! é for WOMEN Edited Im TIRED $F PLAYING. © WANT TOBE A POLICE MAN, the fireplace, and—— ‘ma minute he had di HINTS FOR THE BUSY GIRL. Nixola Greeley Smith The Greatest Thing in the World, By Nixola Greeley-Smith. ZOPLE without money, especially tn this country, very P generally regard unlimited wealth as Ithe synonym of happiness. Women of scant personal attractiveness, 1f questioned as to the divinest feminine dormer, would answer in Infinite mafority Beauty, WTA die Bh Invalids migtit reply “Health,” and the ambitious or dis- contented Power. All of us the pining for what we have not ourselves, 1H op But there are moments In the Hves of the most humble when such gtimases of coveted realms are given them es to force tho inevitable conclusian that after all that is not ~nuite what they want. If we wish to be eashly independent, we can all feel like millionaires on Saturday night. And that's enough. For even the millionaire must lose his savor to himacif by feel- ing like one every day. The mirror of every woman, no matter how plain her everyday mask may be, reveals moments of illumined! beauty, in which the light that never was on sea or land, but ts in her eyes when they look on the man she loves, sheds {ts glority- ing radiance over her. = The most disciplined life tas tts instants of power—just long enough to en- @ble it ko understand that power {s not the end of its yearning. ‘Mhe rarest thing, the best thing that we have or lack, {s not money. Neither fe it talent or beauty or power, It 4s the faculty of forming opinions, and car- ing enough to fight for them. The man who has millions {s still motierately scarce. But he {s tmultiple as the sea sands compared to the man or woman with opinions. ‘There is a cer- tain set of platitudes that we inherit, of course. They serve about the same purpose that our miik teeth do, ibeing suffictently useful tii they come out and @re succeeded by others, There 1s another set that established custom stands neady to cram down our throats outworn, approved things that save much. tmouble and all thinking. This 1s the kind most of us have, of course, worth- less. But to have pdeas of one's own, to dig them out gradually from the souicy accumulations of the world's wisdom, to stamp them with one’s indi- tuality, to hold thesn, and really care enough tto fi them, great est happiness, gree fie 4 ‘The Crusadere were selfish, the Christian martyrs were more so. There would surely bo no supremer egotism than that of pitting one's life and one's faith aguinst the world, and the wisdom and ‘the cruelty ithereof. But, also, there could be no supremer delight. Fatth—no matter what it be in, and the Opinion that an abiding faith confers—te the createst thing In the mrld. BETTY’S BALM FOR LOVERS. him severa! postals, On Valentine's Day I sent hima neal pretty one and on Rear expected, one fn return, He ni any, noi 4 excise, What ao vou thine a? tile plexed young people can om, ert advice on thelr tangled rs by writing Betty. Let- ters f er should be addressed to BETTY. Evening World, Post-Omce box 1,354, New York. To Wed and Work, Dear Betty: AM a young man twenty years of | ‘age and earn $60 a month, I am: in fove, with a young lady ‘alx years my senior who earns $70 a month as| case? Don’t vou thi: ry eepor. She asks mo to marry, | mea valentine wien tahoe eee she agrecing to continue to, work. Dol of him to send him one? RUTH. you think it would be advisable to) ‘This is a very small matter ithe ‘under such circumstances, Could 'e happily? Bs young man may not have thought about It being Valentine's Day. You may be out @ nickel, but I wouldn't worry ir I were you, peeseLiie or aU Blanching Nuts, « ‘HE blanching of nuts ts a process often difficult because rot under- stood. The nuts should be covered with boiling water ama should be al- lowed to stand for ten minutes where You could.,The young Indy 1s the only person entitled to doubts on this G@ubject. ‘ A Postal-Card Affair. they will keep ‘hot but not cook. ‘Then Dear Betty: thd ohtlt them wk ‘baire ususe ea ates BOUT three months with “English w pin ied | duced to a ‘nuts are ones ati wi h. HEN you buy an umbrella be sensible enough to get a good sized one that won't permit drippings on your shoulders and skirts. When you buy a pair of rubbers get those that come up well on your feet and protect them, rather than the strap sandal, witch {s only of use to women who can pick their steps me they go along. When you are fixing your skirts over male one of suitable length for a rainy day, so that your ankles will not get wet. Bat sultadle food for your luncheon rather than unpalatable things. Choose bread and meat rather than sweets. Make your room, even if {t is but a hall room, pleasant and sweet, and have your girl friends in to see ydu often to enjoy It. If you Ive in a boarding house keep aa much as possible out of gossip and ill-natured talk and never discuss the other boarders. Try not only to say but to think what 1s kindest and most pleasant about people. Rid your brain of the silly ideas that some special favors are shown to some girls and that there ts a clique against you. Watch the other workers and you will be very apt to discover that spe- cial favors shown result from thelr being good workers and from their em- Ployers recognizing that the one who merits it deserves consideration snd praise. a Pastime for Embroiderer, MBROIDERING your new dress is quite a pastime with the woman who has a few minutes a day on her hands. The work is very aimple, for it requires nothing more than the or- dinary amount of needle craft, but it must be done neatly and with patience. If one is willing to spend the time, one can obtain a dress which is evéry whit as beautiful as the most fashionable Paris gown of the season. One example of this will suffice. A very handsome Djack broadcloth ‘was stamped with a conventional dalsy pattern. The pei@s of the daisy were cut out and embroidered in eyelet fash- fon, This made tye English eyelet em- broldery effect, which was carried out all over the mhole gown, At the very time that Budger threw down his toys and wished he was a policeman instead of Just a little boy, Make-Believe jumped out of just as he got to the corner a most beautiful lady came along. made all tne horses stop until she was safe on the other side. his club, pushed his helmet back and was on his knees shooting with a beautiful erled the captain’s deep voice, and—— MR HAPPIHOME. #2 ow Want-to-Be green with envy, ana—— Budger Having marbles. would like to play, too, and—— Tuesday Evening, before Pudaer could realize It he was walking down the street i) a blue uniform, twirling his club and making all the other tittle boys Budger kept patrolling his beat uncil he found some boys playing He watched them for a long time, thinking how much he HOOTINT MAROLES! ON HIS BEAT YER HonoR green “alley.” “Attention!” peared and took him home. (JOST BAIT TILL HE PHES HIS HEAD IN - SIDE THAT D°RS LS LEAT DAINTY LENTEN SALADS FOR EVERY DAY IN THE WEEK, ealads, One for every day of the week: Fish and Rog Salad.—Line the bottom of the salad dish with crisp lettuce leaves; fill the centre with cold balled or baked fish, cut into pleces, and pour over all a pint of mayonnaise dressing. Garnish with rings of hard-boiled eggs. Apple and Cress Salad.—Pare and cut into small pleces four medium-sized appkes, Pour over this a Frenoh dress- 4ng. Pick carefully the leaves from a bunch of cress, Arrange on the out: ide of the salad dish and heap the apples in the centre of the dish, Red Vegetable Salad.—One pint of cold ‘holled potatoes, one Sold, oiled. tegla, ome ‘pint “ot. ine y= are seven delicious Lenten ne) ns Sy which beets have been pickled), one tea-7 mix with the oysters and half of the spoonful of salt, half @ teaspoonful of | dressing. Arrange in the dist, pour the pepper, says the Washington Sar, Cut] remainder of the dressing over and gar- the potatoes In thin slices and the beets | nish with white celery leaves, fine, and élice the cabbage 9s thin as possible, Mix all ‘the ingredients, Let| Hog Salad.—Arrange a head of lettuce ft stand in a cold place one hour; then | on a platter; cut six hard-bolled eggs serve. in halt crosswise; take out the yolks and pound them fine; mix with one en Oyster Salad.—One quart of oysters, a nei taniespoontuls of olive oll, one one pint celery, one-third teacupful of | even teaspoonful of mustard, pepper mayonnaise three tablespoon | and salt, and enough vinegar to thin fuls vinegar, one of oil, ealt, pepper, one | sufficiently. Cut a Motle of the end of, tablespoontusl lemon juice. Let the oys-| cash halt egg to make i stand, ar- ters come fo a Doll in their owm liquor. | range amousg the lettuce leaves and fi! Skim well and drain; season with the| with the dreswing. ol, salt, pepper, vinegar and lemon juice, Wiben cold put in the teebox for ‘ut and Celery Salad.—Take one cup- the ‘of walnuts and blanch theth by cov- two hours. Scrape and wash whitest, on ‘with boiling water and allowing in : ten minutes, then ohiliing them rendy to. THE MAY YU GRefT OE ID LIA | ‘herring, Thon tear off the heads and | pull the skin away; split, take out the ‘salad bowl, toa water and drying them with @ in less thne than It takes to tell It Budger was on trial for neglect of duty, but Just as the Police Commissioner broke him Make-Belleve ap- By Walter Wellman! 4 towel. Out Into inch pleces sufficient wibite celery to make one pint, mix with the nuts, add one tablespoontul of orange rind minced fine, tablespoontul of chopped parsley. Marinate with French dressing, and garnigh with the blanched tips of celery. Herring Salad.—Heat through by turning on the stove three weil-smoked backbones, and ewt up into smull bits, o¢ to sired themm ia better. Put in a add one small chopped onion, two hard-boiled eggs, chopped, and one bofled potato; out fine with a teaspoonful of chopped parsley; season with @ teaspoonful of ealt, one of pep- methods yat never pronounced cured, was dragged) back into the Itme-| Ught at he New Amsterdam Thealtre jnat night when Mr, Richard Mansticld revived “The Scariet Letter." The dramatization of a consctence tnn't the eariest thing dn the bag of thentri- cal tricks, and stil this particular conscience might have gone farther and faved worse. For one thing, Mansfield gave it pkmty of voice. The wonder was that the neighbors didn't put two and two together without waiting for four acts to do it for them. But, after ell was suffered and con- fesse, the cenviction remained that a conscience such as Hawthorne put Into his powerful story ts more eloquent in the brary than in the ¢heattre. It 1s a diMowlt thing to try to destroy the eternal and Inevitable boundaries that separate one field from the other. But (the novel has latd its tragic spell on so many readers that the play cannot ‘but retain interest, and, old-fashioned though it may seem, it will doubtless “draw.” It sults Mr. Mansfield very well, though hardly so well as that other Puritan play of Shaw's fn which ihe once figured—*The Devil's Disciple.” Who wouldn't give a wilderness of Dimmesdales for one Daredevil Dick? It 1s when Mansfield ts wicked that this audiences love him most. The dim religious light of ‘The Scarlet Letter” 1s ore becoming to his style of beauty than to his styte of acting, And then too, the modern man and woman are apt to take a eritteal view of Hawthorne's feeble, conscience - stricken creature. ‘There ane Purttane and Puritans, Why oes Mr. Mansfield neglect those that should never leave the ltbrary? Irene Prahar— Leslie Kenyon and Act | “The @carlet Letter," with tts psy- abology of the erring soul; its study of the strong and the weak under the scourge of human injustice and self- righteousness; its searching into the tragic ruin of character under theyin- fluence of morbid penitence on the one hand and relentless revenge on the other, reaulres the deliberate and mi- nute method of the novelist. It must have atmoephere-—not that superficial, tawdry thing of the theatre, bat the deep, impenetrable atmosphere of life. What then {s left in the play? There fs the senso of impending doom, the “pity and fear,” @oenes of real value— Hester on the scaffold with the iving acariet letter at ther breast, Dimmesdale crying out his guilt in the moonlight, and finally exposing hig secret in the full glare of day. But the play stood etill; it wes al- ways in the same spot, as if weighted down by the woes of Dimmesdale and Hester. And yet thé foros of its in- Gividual ecenes was felt. even with the HE Bton Jacket Is & well-deserved favor ite for the young girls, as well ax for thelr disers, and is exceed: extend to at front end pack oro- vide most becoming and satisfactory ines to the figure, white the long, fiat collar at the necic Is a favorite of the epring. The quantity of ma- tertal required for the medium size (sixteen years) 1s 31-3 yards 27. 1 3-4 yards 4 or 1 5-8 yards 6 inches wide, with 6 yards of banding. Pattern O17 fs cut in sizes for girls of four- teen, sixteen’ amd elgh- teen years of age, Mansfield Impressibe in Hawthorne's “Scarlet Letter.” HE New England conscience, ! avenging figure of old Roger Chilltsig- which has been treated by varlous| Werth lurking in tre background wilh melodramat'c persistence, and the Putt, tan mob behaving like the chorus im @ comic opera, betong on the stage for those that) Scene Mr. dnrpress've, jong fall when Hester toll him that character. me up. . was as mean a man in ali this wordt” Call or wend by mail to THE EV TON FASHION BUREAU, Nu. 21 ¥ Yorks Send ten cents in ovin or stampn for eneh putcern ordered. TMPORTANT—Write your pame and address plainly, and al Mr. Mansfield’s one weakness was his volce, Just as he evidently believed it to be his strength. It fairly crashed upon some of the ecenes, but It was not without tenderness when he spoke Manefield and Florence Rock well—Act IV. to the Ifttle Pearl. In the closing Mansfield was profoundly and his swumbling, head- Mr. Chillingworth was her husband gave the audience a distinct shock. Miss Florence Rockwell, as Hester, was (ittle more than picturesque. She barely touched ithe nobility of the The weird, elfin, mysterious quallty 02 Pearl was lacking in little Ory Dimond, but the plump, pretty child captivated the house by her graceful dancing. Mr. A. G. Andrews played old Chillingworth whh fair | success, ‘The audience accepted the play in @ modern spirit. One man was heard to ask the woman with tim: ‘What's the letter stand for?" She leaned toward him and whis- pered an explanation that made bo his ears turn red. CHARLES DARNTON, ee enna The Meanness of “Bill.” "| WOULDN'T have thought ft of him, sir,” sald the old sallor, ac- cording to the Philadelphta Record, “nim that had sailed s:ipmates with me for years. His name ft were ‘BII' Withers, and we got anvay from a wreck in the Indian Ocean together In one of the quarter boats, ‘There came a day when the water and food gave out, and I says to ‘Pill’ says I: “+ “BIL,” we can go ebout three days on nothing, and then I shall have to eat you.’ “‘ANl right, old ship,’ says he, and there was nothing qrore to be said about it. Four days passed, and then I says to Bill: “ ‘Stand up and see if there's sail in ‘ary a sall,' eaye he, after tooking around. “‘All right, old ship; but let me tell you that I have just taken a big dose of poison, and {f you eat me you won't be long after me.’ “And was tt so?’ was asked “Bill's” friend, t “It was so, sir; and what does ‘But of do but die and fall overboard, and leave me to go on euffering for four days more before a bark sighted and picked ‘Would you have bdelleved there May Manton’s Daily Fashions Missus’ Eton Jacket—Pattera No. 5°17, NG WORLD MAY MAN- est Twenty-thirt street, New : ae