The evening world. Newspaper, September 26, 1906, Page 14

The Evening World's Waily tiagazi ones Wee Where the Laugh Comes In ~~) Fee gh Sire. Jarr’s Brother Comes On from Pitteburg and Mr eu and Leads Him Artray. or ‘Coming on to see U thean!’ replied Mre. Jarr, “¥ that you are not golng out wit 3 oan him children? “Why. he did the children mpolled the way he buys things for then: replied Mr, Jarr “Well he can afford to do #0! He makes lots of money etorted Mrs. Jerr. “And why * Sa. “Plow, Clem you know that we hardly eat a meal bere “Oh, well, the principle of the thing t# the same. Gand that taking me to dinner Q@xouse him from gotng out -wit! Mere you go or what you do!” Further hogtilities were obviated by « ring at the aire. Jarre breery brother from Pittebury. /» (The Jarr ohiidren fell upon hie neck with many cries tha en the Ani wi other nights; an deck, and was almost as demofstrative as the “We'll af go out and have « spa dinner somewhere,”’ said the brother-tr a eNo, 1 can't go" mais Mrs. dure, “Its the @tri'e moa we feverish, and I wouldn't leave her alone on any account Take 3; He's getting te. be meh an old poke that he never wants ( out, J go anywher A little Inter, as Mr. Jarr was prepared to go out and that worthy was dividing sandy among the ohfitren them to some jolly show the next déy, Mrs. Jarr whtapered to her hasbar significantly “Tf you drink anything this night) never speak to me fo have @ brother who shotld be taking the golf oure out with him, don't behave tke him! Now mind” © After discussing a food dinner et a die restenrant Mre. Jarr’a brother tne! GK alnig Taken te tra Lary Ree Cre tower thre peeing torte O-Blere he met three other Pittstvurgera, end from the! QU that money could do in the way of buytng stimulant be sold was done. Mr Jerr waen‘t Wer on fie Water wagon Tinbtbing mineral water and smoking many clgsrs when at last he muccseded In dragging bis brother-tn-iaw away fr fellow Pittsburrers and haled him home tn a cab, tr: ‘Behowed “Keep On the Sunny #iAe, Mrs, Jerr came down to let them in “] might have known {t.” she moaned. ‘Every fomes to pen us Sten you know he would prefer to stay home with me Took you! You're « sight!” “Gosh blame ft!" exclatmed Mr. Jarr, with a reootie ff echernens, and rankling under the mean to aay I'm) intoxtontedt | No." said Mew Jury, witheringty. "t affect you any shore! “Tash take tt eT!” beran Mr, Jarr, but then he remembered there was party present, and groaned ani let tt co at that. wy With vlotory perching on Bre Sarr's banner, she slammed herself to be | :cliaa Mr. Serr piny nurse and valet to the helpless Pittsturger. ‘TARR FAMILY. BY ROY L. MECARDELL ring on to eee YOU, y spend his money when heWomes to ¢ Te Goce every time he comes to tow Hife bought you a gilt pocketbook the jast time, and he hur houkin't he? he thas free board while he's et this house He takes us out to dinner every night.” saff Mr. Jerr. 4 to the theatre once in a Whilf} doean't was Mra, Jarr’s answer were followed by Mrs, Jarr, who hogwed and kissed him and patted hi AnP}Ay, and persisted: fn insisting that.) whith fed just you take htm ont mong your friende and fill him with Naquor Justice of M alt. “You are eo used to it now that | dJarr Taker Him Oui Hrother Jack ts comtny pail Mr. Jarr when h evening n understand right nov If he is #0 anxious | this town why don't b she went at home when Jack {* a I want you 4p unde 4 goodness only aknow door and thé entrance: Of weloome and Geligt< hiidren tn her weloom: evening out and Ltt! with his brother-Indn and promising to ts again! It's bad encour 4 tut ff you WILL «& ton till an early how 5 a8 fast as they cov! hat him hageard « om the depths of whic” reached Pittebure time my poor brother ané the children! Ané tion of a Areary rit “Gosh blame itt” D Betty Vincent's writing. I love He Had 2 Girl Before. Omer Bettys ¥ ‘MET @ gentetman this wummer of whom I am very fond. He has been very good to me and he pre 1s to Jove me very dearly, He had ae little love affatr before meeting me | of bustness no and He me that the girl was false |" OO to him and he has given her up. Heo) pretends to love her very dearly. Do) | ‘ang am yqu think he is sincere and could love eb and mean right by me so soon afterwards. PUZZLED. ~ bn I would not worty about the othe?) oar ain ited girl, if L were you J chink be ts sincere, \ company and am I worthy of her? He Had Grown Cold, | | Why not atmply 4M « young lady, nineteen, and have | Dear Betty ove AM | T hav® been months asked said yer. any yea? 9 lo not asked me na think {t propa: oe Timest| You are too ao thet can do the| « year or #0. _—— Cuil of vend by mall to THE EVENING WORL wz «# Advice ‘to Lovers. him would break my heart Tt would 7ot be strfotty vou confine vour tnqutry to the matte he may bave to exniain himrelf, Seventeen Lobes Sixteen. deeply Sixteen years old | nice position. good prospects and some money tn the bank. We fove each other to vou think we are too young to keep at ot proper, but harm will be done an’ xentioman of seventeen In love with « git I have a ver by her parents, Now a A Tou are both too young to marry. be g00d friends for two lor three years and find out & your love Liean withstand the test ef time, She ¥roposed to Him, with a girl of eighteen going with her for six Tam onty ninetees and sho I wanted to mar, ou_think I did sighs I iy get 10 weekly, ANXIOUS. young to marry. Wait ~ May Manton’s Daily Fashions | ° ME ahictwaist that | made wits tre) rol - over collar hes taken @ firm and| Spparently permanent holt upon feminine fancy. ‘This oe can be made either with the comfortable three- weer and the early au- tumn. If it t made with skirt to match It can be worn upon the strom when the blouse that t closed at the centre would be less satiafactory, while # ie admirable for flan- nel, mohair and the heavier washable fab- thes Of the coal weather separate akirt. In this tnatance white cheviot te belt by hendsome MAT MAN- VABHION BUREAU, No, 2 West Twenty-third strevt, New amerers? . ete ae, Dotty Whitelight—Whitther m such « hurry? AE re peas For nln er none | a nanernntonen If YOU Had a Wife Like This. « & ByF. G.Longf. oem: | war TAMER § STUFF! HAVENT i %, fad DRESS LIKE AN UNDER You oucaT To BE ASHAMED OF YouRSEyF TO WEAR SUCH WISHY- WASAY. you GOT f-> }I tHousr) “ve always thought Browne: Sinner een Se WHAT! A sur Line THAT! WHY.HENRY PECK] Do YOu sath How TO c = | DRESS YOURSELF) LiKe fx ( MAN. 4 Cais ) KING “MIDAS. Printed Exclusively in The Evening World. (Copyright, 1901, by Upton Bivctatr.) SYNOPSIS OF PRBCEDING CHAPTERS. ergy man, Gaughter of @ suburban clergyman, 36 | ie sowed See aedik, Since peresinay, We lower, 08 Rowe her bow despl Hy. “take relerte Harriess. “Howard FE SUT wand hints at remorse Tor & forper ‘nature be dows not parce abl da PART skCOND, CHAPTER L (Conmn vet) HERE wes: ® long vilenwe after that, while the two sat gazing out across the blue lake; when Helen spoke again it was to say, “Some day you must teL me all stout it, Devid, peqmuse T cap help you} Dut let vs not taik about these dread- ful things now." She stopped again, and afterward went on thought fully, “I was thinking still of what you sald «bout 4mmortatity, end how Yery strange it is to think of ceasing to be, Might it mot be, David, that heaven is a place not of reward, tut of the mame coascless effort as you spoke of?” “Ab, yeu,” pald the other, “that ts the thougtt of ‘the wages of going on.’ And of course, dear, we would al} Dike those wages; there is no thought that tempts me so much as the possibility of being fable to continue the great race forever; but I don't sos bow we baye the least right to demas tt, oF that the facts give us the least reason to suppose that we will gett. It seems to me simply a fan- tastic and aebitrary fancy; the recreating of « worn- cout ifs in abet way. I do not think, dearest, that 1 ‘am in the least justified in claiming en eternity of vision because God gives me am hour; and when I etc Wien the question in my <iwp heart I learn @eply thet 1 am 6 wretched, sodiien creature that { 60 sot crowd that hour with ell infinity and go quite med at the sight of the beauty that He flings wide bedore me.'" Helen did not reply for ® whfle, anit then she asked; “And you think, David, that our Mfe justi- fies dtaekt no matter bow much gulfering may be tn ur’ “S think, dearest,” was his reply, “that the soul's life is struswie, and that the soul's tife la ppcred right, is pot j and that “<“{WOW TRIRE, ; THAT'S MORE LE rr! TRY _'T ONS” DON'T VELLY- FISH. ‘ 7 and righteous@as that tt would be just ee well if they did not @ver pass my lips, But there have come to me one or two times, Gear, when I dered & little of the Jaber of things, and drank « drop oF two of the wine of the spirit times have lived to haunt me and make me at least not # happy | map tn my unearned ease. » come to me still! just once in a whtle hours when I get sight of the | gicam + make <tm ioethe in my ture of comfort I Jove’; and there comes over me then uw kind of Titanlo rage, that I should go down a beaten soul Decnime Ihave not the'tron strength of will ¢o tush any own @eif to life, and thar wyt of my) own beart « Mttle of what power is tn Hi At euch times, Helen, I find just this one wish in am mind~ cost what # might, some hours au that Ot thw tmawte” within him end umkes lian lve Gis Dts tm wpte ot) ail hie Guiness and tis fear.” David had not finished, but be hattet, because he upon the girl's tacos, She did aot lenswer him et ona, but sat gasing at tim) and then jane watt tn a very grave yor, “David, I do not lke [fee nieae eetat | aww @ ecrange look “What words, dearest?” ‘Do you mean actually that it sometimes seems to hheve ever beard from you'” “And you mum blame me, dear, tweoause of ttt" he asked. ‘ “I suppose,” Helen answere’, “that you would 1.46. understand me az long as I chome to iet you. Do ytu not suppose that I, too, have a consciencs—<jo you suppose chat I want an} happiness fe wrong for | us to enke, or that I would not Gare to go anywhere that your duty took you? Amd do, you suppose that anything could be #0 painful to mb as to know that you 40 not trust me, thet Ju are afratd to ive your life and do what is your duty before mer” David bent down suitienly aml pressed « kiss upoo anewered Haden, gravely; “I euid them Decouse I meant them, and eonuse I nwantet you to take them in earnest, I want to know what t& (s that you and I ought fo be detng, tusteed of enjoying our lives; and after you ave tok me what ft te I can in sy Ute until % t Gone,” Dawid watohed her thouatitcaily « whtle before he ™eancs a Ft ian “What @ thiret them balloon ‘fellers the gitl’s forehead. “Precious ittle heart," Fr-whis-| Ppered, “thove words are very besuttful.” “E G1d' not say them becnuse they were beautiful,” tall you one ting-—thit I stall not te happy again | auewere’, because be moo that ahe was very much 4n arneat. Then be said eaty, “Deeram Helen, per- hee the reseon that I hmve never beet etie ali theoust may Bfo to mtiety mo poul ts the pitifal tact that T have nqt the atrengdh to dare any of the work of other mety 1 pave hast always to chafe under the! fact that J must choose between nourishing my poor” ‘body or eebsing to lve. J pave learned that all my . MOP, 000, anit sametines ssemed—was way s “That new Janitors « hot-headsed fel- Pittabung Millionsire—Down to the “ent of the draca.” set have, titiramt’’ tow!" Daily Baroo office fo register a kick Yes, he culled for a speech from “the i ; They printed my picture on the sur author’ at the Shakespearian prod Thet's' the Rew barrel water-anchor Put that won't keep the flat whrm » morning among the tm ° : bali ° ° First page for mini ton lat nigty Mandy!" this winter! “Look straight inte my And see t ® there “Alsat I can't! I'm crosscyed And she Gahod aside her hair love T By VUpten Sinciar, Author of ‘*‘THE JUNGLE.” needed to boar bravely the dreadful trials that God has sent to Helen paled’ slightly; she felt his hand trembling apon hers, ani ehe remembered his Minos wt her aunt's, about which she had never had the courage to epeak to him. “And co, dear heart,” he went on, sowly, “lot us only be sure that we Are keeping o¥ lives pure exd strong, that we are lying to the p ence of high thoughts and keeping the masipry ourselves, and eaying and really meaning that ot live for something unselfish; so that if duty and danger coms, we aball not prove cowards, and if uttering comes we should not give wer and jose our foith. Does that please you, dear Helen? ‘The girl pressed his hand aliently in bers, After a while he wont on still more solemmiy: “Some time,” meant to tatk to ou nbout juat that. dearest, to tell you how stem and how watchful we ought to be. It is very sad to me to see what happens whan the grant and fearful realities of life disclose themselves to good and kind people who have been Uving without any thought of such things, I feel that It ls very wrong to live so, that if we #ished 0 be right we would hold the high truths before um me matter bow much labor it cost.” “What truths do you meant’ asked Helen, ear peetty; and he ahanwered her: “For one, th fearful fact of which I have just been as you and I-are twe bubbles chat meet for Rant upon the wiarting stream of time. Suppose, eweet- heart, that 1 were to tell you that I do not think you and I would be Mving our lives truly ume! we were quite sure that we could bear to be parted for~ over without losing our faith in God's rightovusness?” Helen: turned quite white and clutched the other's hands in hers; she had not once thought of actually applying woat he had said to her. “David! David she cried, “No! The man sMilled gently, as he brushed back the hair from her forehend and gazed into her eyes. “And when you asked for sternness, dear,’ weld. ‘wae K that you did not Know what the word meant? Late Is real, dear Helen, and the effort it demands ts real effort The girl did not half hear these last words; she was «till ptaring at her husband. ‘‘Idsen to me. David,” she seid wt last, still holding his hand (ightly im hers, ber voice almost a whisper; “I could bear anything for you, David, I know that I could bear any@ung; I could really ale for you, I may that with all my soul—that waa what I was shinking of wh you epoke of death. But, David, ff you were to be taken, fromeme—if you were to be taken froen me’ and she stopped, unable to find a word more Perhaps it will be suet well mot to tall me, Gear heart,” he said to her, uy “David,” abe went on more strenuously yet, “Usten to me—you must pot ever ask me (to think of that it oo Do you hear me? For, oh, it cannot be not be toad, David, that you could be t tr forever! What would I have left to “Would you pot have the «reac asked the olher, gentiy—“the God who me me and jail that wag lovable in me, and made you, and woul demand that you worship him?’ Hut Helen only shook her head once more and anewerel, “li oould not be true, David-no, nol’ Then she added tn a Taint voice, “What would be the use of my having Mveat” (To Be Continued) aS The A The ecoftes! You, they'te wen! everywhere together, tomber By £. F. FlimgQne Reason —< By Irene Cunninghant Ment One The Gentle Art of Repartee a e Seven-in-Six Puzzles. | ond Series—Charies Dickens. | DICK SWIVELEA,L AND THE MARCHIONESS Hidden Picture No. 3.—Find Little Nell. ‘HE EVENING WORLD here prints a hidden-picture puzzle. print one every day. Bach picture is complete in itself, but if you will cut out and save the six pictures of each series and put them together properly at the end of the week you will be surprised to find that they make one big seventh picture that not only belongs to the group, but without which the series would be incomplete. na series and find the seventh hidden ploture. What aid you think Adored One—I thought perhaps you i fond 40re Biles to my twine. Save she Charles Dick- when I didn't write? ain't @ stamp. H dear agi ‘So your old man was Line dee cxmt > Mostenet ¢ Well, he fought over 90) Dattles tun me mudder wua de only one dat ever sanded him de lemou!’” HOME HINTS. ey always Spaghetti, QUARTER of « pound of spaghetti, ‘one ounce of flgur, one ounce, of utter, helt a pifit of tomato pulp. fal and pepper. we the spagheta ready botied ull it/» quite tender In plenty of boiling salted water. Molt the butter in the chafing dish, a@4 the flour and mix tt smosthiy: thon aid. te te Ip. t the spagnett! into! ‘tongthe stir tt into the it | Stuffed Squash. it will chopped cold meat used st crumba, season with pepe (on jules and—one tablespoontal od butter to each, eypiat of wttrtt- the squash with this and bake oven. from forty-Ove minutes woned bread hou | Warning of the Light. Mutton Cutlets. OUNG Captain Sealby of the Coltio SB pound of cutlets, two clnces payne gs = the colored sig of butter, one ita of pe. ish in the mat.” he Seid, S5Cording 10] pinot ny mene masiand the Denver News, “all lighte were | Ponte of coker Mi ya be white, ‘The cofored Iight is & com- fexmpoentnatteeninet Gate daratively recent invention. @ temon. Wark the buf “I once knew a Soot sailor to plate with a knife, atir inie whom the new coléred Ughte were an! the foustard, hs unknown thing As he ood at the CAtsut rim the cutlets ni . wheel of ‘his sloop one night a big! sfroed some of the mixtin over steamer hove in sight and the boy aw } fin creas tha etaiieks ae the great red and creen lights for the on the cutlets, and k them quickly wt tiene. * 0 five minu! Turn then “He rammed tour Heap tp joud_ yell, “'Preserve ual’ he shouted, ‘we're go- y pothecary shop at aot copies.” Designed with Bear Brand Tarns. girl whose into the Moss mo down the heim with ao * ly Knitting Chats . ByLaura = tune it wh time pot O-DAY we are going i to talk about the Moss Stitch Shawl We ail know, when shawls were fret revived a few years ago, how everybody wanted a clm cular shaw! that was mitex ant” mijos aroun the edges, with bis, fluity abellq made of Shetlend floss. Then most of ts wot tired of them, oretty and easy to make as they were, and we changot off to the scarf shaw! worked on big wooden needies in the atmple knitting no one was afraid to try. This shaw! “comfy” and pretty when made of Shetland floss tn cream white and some ate color combined, the Mose stitch in ¥ POU poe sonson, wool ty tnd two worked up needlan used ng When ” nished th shawl mamber ane of prou& Ax 1 smooth thitt with tte 4 » pttying Oye » Christmage to own ¥ bt arti le 9 from apne oF Stite); Shawl. be nat 6 to got a prize Aghter? ah, season with one @oamt tenspoom - | ful of salt and one-third of @ teaspoom j tal of white 5 POE over | two-thirds of a snilk, and be! in @ hot oven tander—abou: fo minutes When half done add one-half to a tbl ‘of butter. are jutereated. a Rue, K ore will ig Editor, no charge for venting World, &.