The evening world. Newspaper, May 10, 1906, Page 16

Evening World’s Home Magazine, Thursday Evenings, May 10, 1906. Sy | Plain ae bee ITHE FUDGE IDIOTORIAL || Cie ecu THcria By Maurice etten. ire t mine A young lady in Hempstead asks us how | How to frame up a love letter. We would Ike to to Write oblige this young lady. but we are so occu- Love pled selling our book of ONE MILLION BEST IDIOTORIALS that we can hardly do this | Letters. important question justice, We are kept so busy making change. But we will say to our fair friend that | LOVE MUST come from the heart. Some people treat fove as if jit came from the FEET. The tone of a love letter should be modulated according to Published py the Press Publishing Company, No. 8 to 63 Park Row, New Tork | econd-Class Mell Master. hee at New York Entered at the Post- 4 VOLUME 4 Vechbocuresseesscece: seeeeee NO. 16 833. aaa ; ai 3 ry ‘ ; ; tine TORE d NO MORE STILT ROADS. ede a) Phe elevated bridge-loop project n rearing its head. rding to the agitating com-} { , in which ex-Bor- must consent | is prom- ‘ | to an_ele line be- ‘your anticipations. If you expect to be sued for breach of i tween the et bridge ter-| promise you should show MAIDENLY RESERVE. but if you ex- 4 | pect to LAND him make it clear that you will DIE if he does not i * of an under- | call on Sunday evening. i : y assert, is} Personally we have always used a typewriter in inditing our’ i that the cars of the Brooklyn Rapid | jlove messages. It is hard to identify typewriting if It becomes a } Brentoo y built for} ; case of “Lovers once but strangers now." i i Onis! subway traffic, le steel cars As a general suggestion we would advise against courting /« ' SPS STE would endanger the road's elevated |In the open in Hempstead. The mosquitoes are very bad there in ’ | structure. Thus to benefit the Brooklyn company the city is asked to the spring. | feturn to the noisy, ugly and obstructive transit methods of a quarter of ae | acentury ago. It is asked to condemn miles of populous streets to the HOT GROUNDERS BY BARNES } Conditions of darkness and desolation in Allen street. : The project is preposterous. The lesson of the Subway has been Jearned once for all. Let the Brooklyn road replace its antiquated r Stock with new and prop up its roadway. An underground loop line is perfectly feasible, and the flimsy equipment of an operating com- pany the least of the arguments against it. | Nor is any countenance to be given the Central's original plan of a *four-track elevated road along the river front between Seventy-second Street and Spuyien Duyvil. To make the Eleventh avenue death tracks Safe was one thing. To disfigure a beautiful park district in doing so and to give the road a new double-track franchise as a bonus is quite an- other matter. H The present proposal to roof the tracks over with glass and steel has much to commend it. Ona proposition of that nature a request for addi- tional track room could be reasonably entertained. | A Water-Wagon Sermon. NCE there was a mighty batter red a pitahe: Dok; crafty twirler, ein the stght of all h mighty, ewift precision e, one curving fe) a sin to name this tatter. the folks at home might tallc, h would surely start old Trouble ROOSEVELLR \ ANARCHIST fi c NOT GOGO But Bap) he stared in dull amazement rit surely were oOo [e) A STEP BACKWARD. | What bias decided the Aldermen to refuse to name the new Will-| \ HI jamsburg park after Senator Pat McCarren? ey floated at him, , 4 i Was it jealousy? Was it failure to see the figure of the Brooklyn pnt biceyate rf f Statesman in the true perspective? Here was a chance to relieve the dull 1 try to hier? ’ f monotony of park nomenclature with a name to which the interest of der- the ae ones by he fac sonality attached—to put a McCarren Park amid a waste of Sunsets, Prospects, Highlands, Forests; Crotonas, Riversi &c. Instead the public gets a characterless Greenpoint park. The act of the Board also H ens fears for the fate of the McLaughlin Park project in the Fifth § Ward. Will the memory of this other favorite son of Brooklyn be treated | with similar contumely ? 7 | The effect of the decision will be felt adversely in Manha’ where the precedent of a McCarren Park might have prepared tl for a Murphy parkway, a Van W c ck plaza, or a Croker square. + city has been niggardly in the bestowal of such memorial honors o: } illustrious citizens. The Brooklyn plan furnished an opportunity for rect past mi Aldermen derately rejected. | PAREREEBEEREEEEEEEEELEAAAKEDEREEEEEREEEEEAEERS LADDER RRMA AEEEAE AEE EEEEEAEAEAEAEA LE ERERMEREEEEEEES BHAA EREESEAE EOE EEAEREEEMEREEEAEE LARA EEEEEEOEEEEES BEEEEEEEEEEAEEEAEEEELS re hieimMet wf It is best Titi the y 1 ro’ the game ked ‘em wrong—eac his team was & ven runs to tht | 000000000 PAAREAAEEA ASAE AEE EEE E EEE EEE an, also, beaten teps sounded in the Author of “THE ‘TRUTH ABOUT TOLNA.” of Mayenne and of Lucas that we See ae ene TatCROr in th t the governor and his preposterous at Etienne into th: | stree! men in the court un- They ied us into the Rue de] SHUR UE tata re Or laughter: f or laughter; [ nd to the second plight of tho nn boy's life,” Vis was waiting the sar “Mayenne d before the Ole d'Or were lighte ered, “He ce do him he chos & some the first time saw us fair , in the streets, and nobody the wiser. Bi now that nine, and T was fidg- Mayenne | @ting to be off I was with him £ captain,” cried the man at M his s not Comte de Mar! is fair-h ed; I've seen him scores The Comte de Mar answers to the name of Etienne, and so does this fellow,” the eapta n- swered. He took the candle from one of and held it in M. Etle Then he a sudden hand and wig off. cried the 2 to encounter an officer play or by law— CCuld not lower myself to go ask Vito's leave to the Duke of St son. No; all Mayenne] Start. He might come after me when he wanted lo {s to confine him at his good pleasure 5 we will pluck him out at King he to rot behind bars?” n get him out. But then,” h or two in a cell won't His nead will hay dares not k lx!” Ma ANE up; the nity, moved no further, t ubering my dig- him come in to BLGDRgyTIERL, AOMN1901,, by ‘The Century Ox. Al Hushis Ran | CHAPTER XNXVI. Within the Spider’s Web, € you mooning in the dark?” he de@- ver the threshold. “Oh, there Dame! you'd cor downstairs mi. ‘ou knew what wa" here for you?’ " Leried, divided between the wild hope at it was monsieur and the wilder one that it ither ad thing fo shance to cool he may recover of 1 “Monsleur! You w rse. You w {te s fever for Mayenne send to monsteur? go. And Gilles your gag off too, M. le Comte, in the aptain told 1 bring the Ja { s along, captain? ith you 667 WONDER whom he's the Jeader laughed, “A p you out of mischief,” Was M. Etlenne J muttered to bh e could # felon have his bon “When? Now . Jon't you wish I'd tell you? Well, you're a puzzled wise door. the maid; bur she “Now,” sald V. “You will go clothe yourself} $00d boy and I will, It 2 prettiest jass I've Etienne with a laugh white y her, in bree are you not likely to arrive) Seen Iu a month of Sunda, you in your petti- s don't come near her.” ‘or me?" T stuttered. ye; she asked for M. le Duc, and when ho ou. I suppose it’s some friend n eat your | C4 adhouse. And th: ato St. Denis. h a fusillade of Jeers from usenien, across the court, ‘ up the stairs to Marcel’s T gladder of anything in my| | Supposed so, Indecd; I supposed it was tha any wher supper. It's a long I ran at once, th oldier jo n let her gc into y innocent; I do ne cost me my neck to open tha now. I must see you out a trenchers.” We met not served or serv x and fourth s whip y lord chambi Never wa: str than to doff tho: a oving arm around my walst Ki idling petticoats. Two | Owner of my borrowed plumage come to claim her ywn th lane between the r and I was a m: gain, I found {tin my |OWN, angry pertiaps because I had not returned it 2 Ww ch wrist, heart to p ings who must wear the! to her. I wondered whether she would seratch my t my trappi ong. | out be I had lost the cap—whether I feould find it if I went to look with a Hght. None for y joy i) pedo Kk ove But for all my Joy in my freedom T choked over tO) Gagarly 1 descended to her. upper ed it away half tasted, in mis-| CC y Sih Gia Vigo might say comfortably | She was standing against the wall in the arch- that Mayenne dared pot kill him, but I thought} Wy Two or three of the guardsmen were atout there were few things that gentleman dared not | er, one with a flambgau, by which they were all do Then there was Lu to be re ned with, | Surveying her. She whre the colf and blouse, th He hi bodice and short striped skirt of the countr 1y=taN xisunt girl, and, like a country girl, she shoy oeen A fuco flushed and downcast under the soldier » halted. I'll take that m, by heaven, inside our s We made after us. 1 lested up the Quentin, on « took the key nd around the cc T wai s off, and ther va undevoured. At best, if M. ® yet was he helpless, while nt to-mor lemoiselle was to marry, Vigo Doll serutiny, Sho looked up at me ne at a rose «an seomed to think that a blessing, but I Leora mr eet tatters ar ae siete el peice ; i dashed past tho torchbearer, nearly upsotting " to weeping into my soup. The one ray of light! ain in my haste, and snatched her hand y Lue hat was WAS AES TAA REICH AYO “Mademoiselle! Come into the house!” | dit ay : yee’. Which trembled on mine, to belleve it—he would find his dear vanished over Where is M, de St. Quentin?” ye ayaa He knew me perfectly in my silly toggery. | the rocky Pyrenees, eae aT | gained on him, and when | of ; Vigo would not even let me start when I was) “You must take mo there to-night.” SOP ONE HO ready. Since we were too late to find the gates! «1 wag going.” 1 stammered, bewildered: “but off in the jOpen we must wait till ten of the clock, at which | you, mademoiselle’— ‘ wouldn't have a patrol about the} hour the St. Denis gate would be in the hands of |" “You know of M. de Mar's arrest?” Vt publish tothe mob that he/ certain Brissac, who would pass us with a wink | «\ ye r whatever, Of course no one/ atthe word St. Quentin, aon .| “What coil Is this, Felix?” demanded Vigo, coms the arrest is the best thing| 1 was 60 wroth with Vigo that I would not stay | ing up. He took the torch from his man an hala |with him, but went upstairs into M. tienno’s | jt in mademotselle's face, whereupon an aniazing Was Vigo turned: Silent chamber and flung myself down on the win-| change came over his own. He lowered the light, dow bench his head might never touch again, and shielding it with his hand, as if it were an imp:r- wondered how he was faring {n prison. I wished |tinent eve. They have taken him | house, our garroting before we could cry on t sastille,” | guards to save u Vigo said nothing for some th he delivered himself nor’s guard. You'll saddle ant pur ue him?’ In the Rue de I'E happened.” ped In horror olid earth reeled beneath my feet. {d. “They'll be ont my enne's T could catch them at) “He'd never rest till he got himself killed,” Vigo ; een ems 8 a Aionslour’s het enough, but M. Eti-| 1 were there with him, T cared not much what) \ “you are Vigo,” she eald at once, titrned us bout and marched 1 t nis. Wi med to bind. If they hadn't caught him | the place was eo long as we were together, Thad) «yes: and I know not what noble lady mademol- Mirabest él ne x? 1 under t he'd been in some worse pickle to-mor-, gone down the mouth of hell smiling so be it 1! setie can be, save—will it please her to come into fe on the 1 ‘ it what hi while, as it $s, safe from swords at| Went at his heels. yhap if { had struggled the nouse?” jbarder with my captors, shown my sex earller,| te led the way with his torch, not suffering we should ¢ can murder as well in the Bastille as| they had taken me too. Heartlly I wished they| pinself to look at her again, He had his foot on point for our pain ¥ i 4 rh T rex “Sy twilight the gh: | the ‘ A. the’ ta: A had; I trow T am the only wight ever did wish | the staircase when she called to him, as If she had er gua M. de by M. le Comte Is arrested! He's in the ne Adve himself behind bars. And promptly I repented heen accustomed to addressing him all tier life: bird on ( eflocting that he might had they meant murder they'd have set-| me, for if Vigo had proved but a broken reed the @| yieo, this will do. I will speak to you here,”* The capt Vigo nd Hfted rather than led 1 Jay with us, Imad ein the alley. Since they lugged him | was monsteur, ‘Monstour was not likely to sit (To Be Continued.) the fight before off unhurt they don't mean ft. I know not what smug and declare prison the best place for his Fathers olf; 1 could gue © fob t 1 . ) ng it in the| a breast Sete el Gone thoroughly, every ny to the hoi ae Ferou's house, rencontre in the tbe devil they are up to, but it isn't that.” SOR ees flight faded attogett ‘a tne dark a Ruurded. | st ‘ ay tect : that Now, Fellx tunnel, to 8 excursion and all that } lin. “It was I s's game in the first place," I re-| The slow tw: ‘faded altogether ani edark| «The Masquerader,” | by Katherine Cech aed ; wan |) yt Te M. Etionne is arrest-| the cnell-room, T wound un with vsseond full peated. ‘He's too prudent to come out In the|came. Tho city was very still. Once in a whilea Thurston, author of the Gamblers wilt tule both of us had our head itl of tnudemoiselle, oq! ‘Ny ait for him at the back ‘account of our capture under the very walls of the open and fight M. Etienne, He never strikes with [shout or a sound of bell was borne over the roofs, phe Evening World, .