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Evening World ’s preree cen Ma ll SI ake Aaa dD sett Home Magazine, Saturday 1906. \ Evblished by the Press Publisting Company, No. & to 63 Park Row, New York Entered ai the Post-Othice at New York es Second-Class Mall Mazter. VOLUME 46.. NO, 16.828. WANTED, AN OPTIMIST. Mayor McClellan lets it be known | that he will appoint a lawyer to the Rapid Transit Commissionership | left vacant by Mr. Claflin’s resigna-| tion, The Board has need of a lawyer— he Belmont contract made that fear. But it has greater need of an optimist. It badly wants a member accustomed to look on the bright side of things and not obsessed by the fear that underground traction must go to the dogs—unless it goes! to the merger | The conditions by no means justify the Board’s gloomy forebodings. | There is admittedly, to begin with, an available borrowing capacity | of $50,000,000. This is ample for the construction of the Third avenue | road. In addition, the next assessment will show taxable values enor-| mously increased and the debt limit correspondingly extended. It is not! too much to say that within a half mi as | | } radius of the Waldorf there has | in a year been an increment of property values sufficient of itself to fur-| nish the funds for a subway. | +In the matter of a lessee, is capital taking the twenty-year-lease| bugaboo seriously? There are 2,000,000 new citizens to come within that period, and a twenty-year renewal to follow. And there is the] demonstrated fact that the Interborough is carrying passengers for one | and four-fifths cents apiece and showing an earning power equivalent to five per cent. on the investment on the basis of a three-cent fare! What is there in that to affrigh capital? The doubts entertained are equa aSeless with those expressed over the future of the original} subway, They are less creditable because of the object lesson in their foolishness that the first week of operation gave. | Critics of the Steel Trust's opposition to the plan of taking off the tariff a Steel for the benefit of San Francisco fail to note the dangers lurking in this | precedent. The camel's head would then be under the tent. IMlogicat persons | would next be asking that what was done out of charity to one part of the na- tion should be done for all. THE SUNDAY WORLD'S FICTION FEATURE. Wh the first chapters of Robert Barr's “A Rack in the Ball fc” the Sunday; World to-morrow begins its series of “twelve new novels by twelve famous! authors.” T! e the most notable fiction offering in the history of Sunday , Journalism, These novels are in no reprints, They represent the newest | and freshest work of the for. ance in book ‘form. On the list are the-» rison, Mrs. Craigie, Mr: MacLaren and Max Pemb Class fiction which in quality and vai never been surpassed in newspaper enterprise. in a newspaper they reach the public throu. as President Nicholas Murray Butler says, t Spread good literature.” PEECSAAA4444EK EES ction of authorship has | ving thelr first publication | Dut an agen none fitter to | AERADEARSHOADESEOAMEERE ECE E RS 1OUT TO! HATERS Jeser VS of th > house Pp fay will proba Copyright, 1000-1W01, by The wer CHAPTER XXY, A Double Masque tury Co. All fights Re ognized t king 3 tienne look smile of hold gathe salon; W vad Jet of a h it we own walked “Weill the ne you can th question or two if swear, 1s of excellent qui Hike the Picard y 1 not d not s box, very brokenly, very] ‘orth something about jew-} then.” to ober. ruck hotly. In the row of underlings p lips, dema: ow, Plerre was no more A Long March. By Maurice Ketten. NEW YORK THRO’ FUNNY-GLASSES eens By Irvin S. Cobb. hing by “we all who have been here long enough to vote E—m W th many which is sixty days ordinarily, ninety in | extreme cases—aore migMy fond of thinking that the only de. | Sirable thing you could get back home was a ticket.to New York. You, j don't become a real Manhattanese until you acquire the happy knack of | slandering the town where you came from, The red brick court-house with the fluted pillars and the tree out front, where they lynched the Yan- | dall boys, never begins to seem inslgniflcant until you get used to the Flatiron Building. It {s customary to throw a shudder of horror when reminded of the parlor at the old place. Well, Sanford and Merton, {t was pretty flerce, | wasn't {t? Do you remember the marble table with the dropsy of the legs and the chilled morgue slab for ‘a top? And the horsehair sofa from the Glacial period? And the walls, slick and white and shiny like the ine | side of an egg, relieved by a cheerful funeral wreath of wax flowers in a | glass case and a crayon portralt of Uncle Henry enlarged from a photo- graph showing Uncle Henry In the act of wearing his annual collar? The portralt didn’t do Unele Henry justice, but the frame did. It cost BE and tho agent throw in the portrait In consideration of our taking the frame. Dear Uncle Henry! Every well-regulated family had him. His idea of a good time was to sit up with somebody who was dead and argue Infant Damnation fn the affirmative. The companion piece to Uncle Henry was Aunt Melissa, whose new / Now } ) FORTHE f\ (NEXT ONE store teeth used to slip outside to bits her. d carri at every funeral that took place {in Wingo rs except once. That once was the time she rode in ¢ or lignim e features were em- ph album, that dear old velvet tome with house door and pletures of long-faced second frizzed low on the brow like trotting horses of Europe. The other half of the parldhy entitled “Treasures of the Prose World,” | She rode in a | township for fo he hearse. He xl in the es on it pl pl y photogra £ | late! or princess of a royal as a chaste vc that weighed eleven pot went to sleep and the clreu Suspended below the knees. } But we forget what was behind the scenes—the hot biscuit, and eleven kinds of preserves for supper, and the bedroom big enough to hold a county convention in, and real m{lk from a real cow, and spring chickens that were not Shanghal welter welghts trained down to the bantam class, We may thi we've got that kind of living skinned to a core here on ster Island, but have we—e in the havghtiest and the most usive of our apartment ho “sure there is the brocaded en~ x1 with coo: onyx pillars, and a ferocious what of your little sulte of of the Nbrary which so closely class mail matter all the chen where there isn't room for the Uterature Lot trance clut ned ©) nm holes on a pot roast at the same ti: athtub and on THE FI u get all of time cook to suffocation by the In New York y: PEREEEEAREEELAEEE AEEAEAEREDEAA GAL ESAS EEALSABOOES DAE MEEOE ERE EAMEAE SEEEAEEEREELEEEEL MSA ELAEEREEAEERES BEGADEAAEEOAE u out of your front. AEAERAASEOEAREREEEAD ORO ERAREROE MELSON avarre by Bertha !" Jean cried T knew she lodged ogg « of the house, In a room et and having a turret somewhat doubtful of my skill h tho winding corridors ofa greag ,’ he sald to Jean; then ¥ Bu , “This messer does not under- to find it thro. stand me. But tell him, I beg you, I crave his good palace. I was more than likely to mect some one don. I was but angered for a moment thatany who would question my purpose, and what answer 7 er, Tmeantno conld I make? I scarce dared say I was seeking Jd think to touch my little s mader Iam not ready at ex kiss, forsooth! like M. y at explanations, ted, nor did we see any} @ house, against which To keep out his ed almost PI r Comte door Pierre reto mt t or to listen doy onl expecta ome lass Uko! Yet en moments flying and keys within, and then} ae Aas LRG et owited(otcomaleniencre P need. Should T loave it i ing that when he had me @ would be permitted to seek out of the house? Or should 1 atrive {d him? Could I win in safety to mademole selle’s chamber what a feat! ° It so irked me to be doing nothing that I wason ue statement he the very point of si serly disappearing when one ip a the ignite one of Pe Eten he with the yellow curls, the pret= y fe took the Knite tiest of them al urned sudde y i N iothandiuoracliatiialent ee aoa turned suddenly from the group, “Lorance! said, “you were angry enough. Iknow — Qur hearts stood still—mine did, and T can vouch’ temper I'm thinking I'll keep this for } @ heavy window curtain swayed aside of yours Ull you come Howat and she came forth. ; ’ well, 3 Etlenne re- She came Mstlessly. Her hair s Joined indifferently, “so be it y¥ sive it to me jer cheek was ane on teat saute Sa |when I go.” He grasped the ha of the box, while under her blue eyes wero dark rings like the and we followed our guide up the stair, my master ears of an inky finger. M. Ettenne let fall the | offerlng me the comforting assurance: bracelet he was holding, staring at her, oblivious “It really matters not in the least, for if we be of aught else, his brows knotted in distress, his | caught the dagger's not yet forged can saye us.” face afira with love and Sympathy. He made a’ We were ushered Into a large, falr chamber ‘Step forward; I thought him about to cateh her in with arras, the carpet under our feet deep and soft) his arms, when he recollected himself and dropped 4S thoss. At one side stood the bed, ralsed on ite /on his knees to grope for the fallen trinker als; Oppos vero the windows, the dressing’) ,,,- 8 ltabie Biers them; Aaa with scent bottl 5 Mt: Xou wanted me, madame?” she asked Mme. de and boxes, brushes and combs, yery glittering and |grand. Fluttering about the room were some half en fine dames ind demolseiles, brave in silks jewels. Among them I was quick to recognizo| de Mayenne, and I thought I knew vaguely one or two other faces as those I had seen before }about her, I started presently to discover the a: that night she had worn se, but there was his sales the other Indie: By tha io no harm 1 of St. Peter [ sw with it. I drew it in je Now this, whic had made since our Pierre did not quite from Jean, but he hi | owner, he two who had taken} cold sweat broke out turn should know mé. one to another with the} ng if any) aaah ie - 4 aed ST is ih “Now, what may | zi E AE ane erfed volubly,| elf understood, “I T am selling my have but Just sold do Joyeuse; I crave ets to the fair ladies} » them and they'll not! bade one of his men mission! \ bangings | making a toa bench sald the duchoss with a tartness of voice she seemed to reserve for Mile. de Montlue; “ 'twag Mme. de Montpensler."" “It was I," the fatr-haired beauty answered in the same breath, “IT want you to stop moping over there In the corner. Come look at these tnu- bles aud see {f they cannot bring a sparkle to your y Fie, Lorane The having too many lovers (Js nothing to cry about. It 1s an affliction many iy would glve her ears to undergo,” and Lnelves Mee art 0° grace, Lorance!” orled Mile. = .| tents, which done I retired to the background, well Ty net PO, BO Of looking as you look to- girl, But that 18 Que) coi cent to leave the brunt of the business to him, | 4@y you'll not iong be troubled by lovers.” 4 as he prophesied: they paid me no heed| She made no answer to either, but stood thera tever. He was smoothly launched on the third | passively till it might be their pleasure to have relating of hia tale: I trow by this time he almost | done with her, with'a patient weariness that {t Lit himself, Certes he never faltered, out] YTunk the heart to see. table, as the duchess bade nne to lay out its con- an ing if beseeching them to wwe clapped Jeanon the tar gh tly with a great silver a ‘y tre dhotel than | pardieu!" cried one of his mates, 7 . “SHere' ‘i MWe s into th ot tis it passed him,) ?° ; “ telling ron-| Tere’s a chain would become you yastly, Loe down ‘c A fall, a hes Here's the in ep vy ttled on as if he had two tongues, telling In con afl a cane oo onquering J and tripped up for o Clel, you must think your lass BAS &) viol tone of our father and mother, our little rane,” Mme, de Montpensler, went on, telendilly, i mu two to Dein Pa 1, He tins g that weare petticor with: | howd.” ered, | brothers and sisters at home In Florence; our Jour-|CNOUSh, In her brisk and careless voice, “Let me I ) el.) stand numntdlcuatet 1 a ared. A lmoy withthe iouat kindness and care of try it on your neck. You can easily coax Paul or : . esolved that) (i lioped that dignitary would not walk tn just] #mo one to buy It OREM ; n't understand me, r tiny big pay Lf that draught when! now to pay his respects to madame In generaic),| She fumbled over the clasp. M. Etienne, with ndaunted, and pr ytly pol yuid not drink with of that draught, when Sloat lin Paris and our wond nd delight % “Permit moe, madame,” took it boldly from her ourae hi uth and then raised his fist t ow Hen he Jeena over, to anAtoh ee tee eitds aranuieur, the like of which waa roth hand anaubooked itl himneelt about snademolsoitate ld k so o ey6 had co \ sucks 4 ; swed myself toc yore ed than the sh t maid. | @ i 8 Bre , ks . » delayed i ny pal isdeety neve ta sted In met Mh haa ae ae fashion Mintesha Getnlent perfectly Jook| to be found in Italy, and last, but not east, he TERRINE OC IE, ORE ee eee A pretty lass you 1 ORB WHO as I could contrive and glanced on und, sind ‘ I should kiss like one.| had much to gay with an Innocent, wide-eyed gray-| 5 a wanted my whacked to ble He fell to lar he full of nay confden yy diacomfc I full of nm ty, in praise of the ladies of Paris, so beautiful, Straight Into her face. She lifted her eyes to hia - an to my master’s side, |! 4 i auouienuetnearte labehel so witty, so generous! They were all crowding With © quick frown of displeasure, drawing her- ly loaked up again and nodded. he Men burst into loud applause she ed, NOW HUE AACR ERC f : : : , it} Self back; then all at once the color waved across - came before the doors of the Hotel de biselle, for All yon lone cert and thirsty.| “Good old Jean! Jean wins, Well played, Jennt| ing out in my fier, W Meee a er ie a ere arapll erica Haddlita and Wecla lading, aeee bia| Bet taoelllke theldhwa ust aver (k eray eee ote “Courage,” he whispered to me. yurage will aranink: Paina fects Snes. | Nive dete Nps and playod It ich Orme An ACava IUkaito ungola, trinkets trying the effect of @ buckle or a brace-| blushed to her very hair, to her very wuff, Then Jy penuuec.the devil f. Put a gdod face on it A round from the Arst| rind; while: 1 thomghe ok aera ea ee are FTE. insults my blster?” he shouted. “who ta|let, preening and coolng Ike bright-breasted. pig-| tie red vanished as quickly as it had come; she and take the piyne Phe next moment he wos ; of ewounter, in mortal dread to look| daughter, at home, and tr titairanalinck evers! “3 this?” eons about the corn-thrower, It was as pretty a/ clutched at Par poaty oe ie vores of @ swoon, tn the archway, ac the sentry with his rapid, fy in the face; but now Ing coura and grace 1 had over # her fnunt before. us were on him, wrenching the knife from] slghit as ever I beheld, but it was not to smfle at Brahurbeetse ) Tralian, 1 yalsed glance and smiled at him hashfully) lads. It was not bad fu 1 hid my Rands) his hand, wrenching his lune arm at the same! such that we had risked our heads. Of Mlle, de i Be ag ha : j “Nom d'un chien! Whrt's all this? What are} az Iterel that ‘I did not understand, under my apron and spoke not at al’, but sighed) tlme go painfully that he gasped. 1 was seared|Montluc thore was no sign. ERs. | Bas mere Of The’ Gamblers weit’ ett you after?” the man shouted at us to make us un | flo understood the sense if not the words of my) and smiled ond blushed under their etares like any! chill. I knew if they mishandled him they would! No one was marking me, and I wondered if I low £The Helmet of Moverrey” on ‘Ma; derstand the better, “Haven't you a word of hon-' answer, and repeated his = _ Offer slowly, loudly, I| fine lady. Once in one's Ife, for one hour, it ia brush the wi of might not elin ont unseen and mele mw wow tee