The evening world. Newspaper, October 6, 1906, Page 11

ile The Evenin g world’s “Daily Magazine, Saturday, Oct (Ox An gee aE SAYS; “(What difference does it make where I "7 didn’t go into vaudevitte to doa song-and; dance.”’ —— “ thinkitis better forme to- while ue am Still on the stage and drawing” salary, : P; ae “7 will tell the truth—but . truth.” I painted out. day and the mental exhaustion following an acuté attack of intery rhe was quite well and happy. All sorts of people had been asking p was in a dressing-roomi much emailer than her sajary, that I say | For-a-woman-wht was dying twice-a-day inthe ‘Mrs. Langtry. gtrenyous cause. of vaudeville, she was A healthy-looking liner” forts of questions. “One person asked me"—and a note of despaly;crept into her “whether this was my first essay {nto vaudeville. ‘wasn't it? I didn’t go Into vaudeville to do this"—a modest foot meaning into the words—‘but to hear some people talk one would imagine I | I went into it for the salary. Most of is can was doing a song and dance. be tempted—Marie Tempest wae—and T am only hyman, What difference does {t make where 1 am? Certainly And what matter? the can make no difference, for after all I am 1. It was Magia come to yaudeville—Latigtry defying the “legit.” fi “T have held off for a long time vecause I doubted my ability —teedin yaudeyilla—_Tt ao ofle the legitimate stage proves a hopeless failure {n vaudeville. To catch the | interest of an audience and hold it for twenty minutes always seemed al maryellous achievement to me when I went to the Empire or the - Music Hall, and I could never understand how it was done. But tell you like my Ilftle play—and what have the newspapers sali?* “You haven't read your notices?” No, I haven't dared. I havent had tite courage. for fear they may have suld something unkind. that. ‘It unneryea me utterly. Like the woman in my play, I coul ort-of this room fear. I could face a pistol, but an unkind word=not afraid of death—only ofthe manner of death. mauled or mangled would fill with horror. bolt with you and fancied yourself I have, and to me the thought carried ‘Mare terror than the possib: —-@eath._It is cruelty that 1 dread and shrink m, most of all cruel: itemymengirs- not the unpleasant ated just as advertised in the large ‘biHs with the Except for that professional malady known as-two-shows-a-+ It was an odd question, | happens (iat one who has been success(al oi I seldom read the| T can’t bear. nowing I was-to be shot-without feeling the silghtest -while ¥ am étill-on thé stage and-Arawing a-large salary-than walt-unttt-t Phave never teen am old and perhaps torgotten, don't you? The thought of betng os Interesting as my life has been, I think the public will be Interested in Haye you ever had a horee| them. My career bas been an unusual one, and J shall tell how the girl # on the ground with a broken leg? Am I” Pfrs. Langtry ft Sadat’ Oe > wy ORR IO am?’ | i | | a big “head- | Biy lewitis, | her-all | yoloe— | kicked | Ss might die before me, and I knew tbat {f this happened I should walk my publisher so that my memoirs theatre | straight to the Thames.” may be run as a serial in both a | This Was altogether too dark and damp, and Mrs. Langtry seemed glad |New York and a London paper at to draw away from memories to her “Memoirs.” the same time. ou sep I have a “I haven't begun writing them yet, but I'm go!ng to start to-morrow,” | head for business. ralsing a solemn hand above an uncertoin smile. “Sut first 1 must Jock | ‘Your memoirs are not to be your. }myself_up and havo the telephone taken out. Yes, I'll begin at once.” __ “| ROOI-y to the stage?” “And shame the deyil? ‘ “Indeed not. 1 have no intention but not the unpleasant truth. jof giving up the stage for a long Anda time yet, and I should like to pass | ; And anyway, T should have me, do 2° occasion to be unpleasant. Aira not vindictive. Some of our fricnds | the remainder of my professional life : on the American tage, I ke Amer- | maybe more pleasant than others, but they all have their uses, haven't jeans yery much, and I prefer New jthert™ 2 York to London. The London thea- 5 oy a There was a whole chepter of Memoirs” {n her reminiscent smile. i ffer little inducement. Peoplo “I have often becn asked to write my memoirs and told that the public 0 > don't go to the theatres there as id walk | would be Interested in them. and I think It Is better for me to write them they do here. It has never been-an {easy matter to draw the English people from thelr fireside, and the craze for bridge has made {t more dificult than ever. Hasn't bridge affected the theatres here? All the more reason for my wishing to stay hére,, I have already had twor does it to suc- ifoniy-f-can-make-my-memotrs}—.--) born with one foot {n the sea, so to speak, was taken from a remoto little {llty of '{sle to London, how sho was feted there, and how she happened to go on ty the _the stage. T shall tell of the prime m: wounds the soul. And it Is the cruel aspect of death, not death ftse terrifies me. But the hardest thing to face is the de’ very dearly. For years J was tortured with the dread tha HINTS FOR THE HOME ° Sweet Pickle. aliced,sprinkle half cup salt over | them and let set cver night off tn the mi StwS quarts of Ww utes and drain in a sieve. Put Drain | Dried Apple Pudding. Ts ups of dricl a | over mght,chop—tine: eour milk, 1-2 cup of cream, a Ht 7 ry a moderately plump ~| hair are fastened in braids around + oorving kettle one quart of vinegar. | tle salt, 2-2 cup molasses, 2 teaspoons of pees Peas will take care of themsctves, Go| Water for the Blood. ‘TGead, and the hair is covered with the ound of s\far, one teaspoon each |soda, flour enough to stir It stiff. Rectory to “a mModinto and will tell yen H. C—When “water is tak jpaate,-which in left on until it dries: eich srelovensingercand TTR Do nGUF a epee a = ja_teken an | cS of allspice, cinnamon, clove, ginger and | fWo hownt— Serve —with—easce: beaut pai OVEN Miigwented Tor the puchicee | ere rte tether ot oft mustard tled up in cheese cloth, _{t come toa bail — atnos gpd cook un! Into slaes cana while aa you would fruit. *Pickled Peaches. - mel Lét | e—pilt_in—the-t well boflt Venison Steak: UT the yenison fnto thin fv rub well on both sides wi oil or eweet butler, and « EEL small peaches, put on stove in| freavtently. While the stead porselain-lined or agate kertie, i ing —meit—in-a—dis—in the oven Rea iccltovenvent a tell non; | parta of currant Jelly and til peaches are done. but net be ie Ml fon of mustard. a dash. of or mihy, Add sugar (warmed) and} CAM And Aaalt to taste. Just vinegar; boll for a few suinutes and|{n this mixture. Serve hot can. Stick a couple of whele cloves in | three or four peaches in eac Sour Cream Filling. NE_eup sugar, 1c Boll sncil emouth’¢ Use a tiny pinch of soda if er ieevery es of one you love shall say comparatively Ittle—perhaps a chapter will suffice. my daughter’ have the book printed here, and I hope to be able to arrange matters with IRCA SESS ESTE ERS ce Rin ba A Ahh Sh ihe is bhtlienanssans nah snan hanes bu nan baanateena naan sel ry, sugar, 1 small cup vinegar, a dozen or |e whole cloves, 1 stick cinnamon per (es peck of green tomatoes ! jar, The Asters I have met, ‘of a hundred and—offers to extend my engagement {n vaudeville, and I shall probably do 80. Ith Incidents. Of my protesstonial life | And then—well, who knows what may happen? I should Uke to uave my | T expect to own theatre in New York, a house that satisfied my artistic cense, a place that I should feel was my home. To hayeé such a home and a manager like “. If, that one things crowded Into a Tite filled WA Ww XZ NY a : BY Margaret Hubbard Ayer. Take off the fire and beat until nearly )is used as follows: Get the chamomile white acetic ncid, 4 drama; pound; | Wants a G.—1 think Sudinay tie. bai UEATe) ths. Benzs | Semes at*your druggist’s and myke a| honey, 4 drama; powdered rhubarb, 4 you are flower water. ‘strong tea with whemapd after. thor. tirams.—Add enough —water—to—forth 2 the hair dip | paste, quite mis-| The cist Line. joughly washing and rinst 4 eke teetention &_stout Cet [Jt tn the tea ina few min- | which has provisusly boon washed, and. apy Mtes. Bee that th 4; indo Be nine nde en Roes to the roots |very thoroughly dried. ‘The! ends of tt cups-ot 7 Mneoand hips + Sore “and the wa Uon and flushing of the aystom, It your face with the | Ch nge mple of hair) = HOt B question Of Mirai “It is taken aKIN Tyoa Teves little ammonia The jonger it it left on ts you redipe tor ana! AA: wade. If you tS & remedial agent. tis redder the hair grows, gs keep up your ap- “ ey i astd ipalitobsterdu soon Want to change it uset ounce of For Red Hair, Treatment of Skin. salts_of tartar and the sulco oI. Jem one-with {quart of “arater: nto-tre hair petore wasting: [make it Hghten, slowly, Chamomile Bleach. brat rs “wholesome rou amt you “wwttt not need te-compitinn— of thin face: White wax, 1 ounc Bper- 5 equal! i auer{macetl, 1 ouhce; Ianoline, 2 ounces; OLORES.-Yours—-seeme—itke —exageerated case of cna, Hon: ever, I would -n: nebeis: it yourself, a8 it seems somewhat viru~ a -récine S fe wenne paste —atieh—wi}—ae} complish just the reddish Sngb-of} u look for. AS you see, fifteen sweet nd oll. 4 ounces; cocoanut j minutes Sixes a very perceptible change | | lent from your description. Don't allow oll, 2 ounces; uncturg of benzoin, 30) A ARS. L.—It ts not necessary to term |—ten minutermay be the medium in | yourself to press and pinch the dell- drops; orange flower water, 2 ounces. chamomile a bleach, It simply | your case, Here Detho recipe for henna | cate ekin, You will bruise it beyond Melt tho. {itat five Ingredients together. tends to keep the hair“lent. It paste: Powdered leaves, 1-4! recovery, denna By Upton Sinclar, ‘FHE—JIVNGLE, eream | Author of — ing my heart-in- two-SAnd he -had-told me that P| end gasped agaln, should never aes him agaliithat thero was nothing | to look for beyond death, And-yot, Arthur, I’ won— stared in one last -wild-nppeal, Promiso, me—not a gear! And again the throbbing force of his soul roused the girl; she could not speak, sho was choking; Dut} ipo1. THER (Copyright, YNOPSIS OF PTERS. vai gy oyun, ty loved pareiicage ts. ON cheawog, tou weadthy ME. By Charles Darnton This paste Is applied to the hair | Water which has been sdftened with al ant treating; ober 6, JBOD OUE OOOO OO COOL OE S FOI IOI II IIIS II IID IIIS III NID ISDA Tdidat 0 mn vaudeville. to do this Belasco, let us say, wouid be to realize my greatest ambition.” “This would be a very good tipe to let-Afr. Belasco know,of your. ambt- Itton "I suggested. “Yes,” sue remarked In the truly pened, haven't they?” English fashion, “things have bhap- CAAA AAA Aenean nena nettees, The Seven-in-Six Puzzles. Third Series—Shakéspeare. ENT [HE JHITHER — {f= Fi SE -Hidden Picture 6.—FindMephistopheles, HWE-EYVENING- WORLD here prints a hidden-picture ptzzis. print..ono every. day, will cut out and save the six pictures of cach series and put them together Properly ut the end of the week you will be surprised to find it will Each_picture is complete tn itself, bur if you ae the “This one 15 eq for Meets a demand charmlag for me sown tox } do. you ever realize t?—I won, It erred mo as if CO ERE LN WOFo toell ng alent -te—ae Ht every ate T Uiought wat he was ‘bruathéd were tire, And oh, dead—that he was gone from me forever and 7 he~ joved that I was golng mad! And then, Arthur, awful words of hls cane ringlig trough my mind ‘Not a tear, not a tear!’ [had no falth, 1 could aoe | nothing but -that the world was black with horror} And yor I heard those words! It was love—tp was | even fear, I think that held me to it. 1 h (“Aesoni and ties al at ausat David's fearful tiold relaxed. 116 Rave ong took more) one that stamped tacit upon Helen's soul | r by Ste fearful intensity of yearning: and j after it he breathed a sigh that seemed to pant out the Inst mite of strength in hla frame, and sank “Uying Woman. | Hes toward Tecornizes het thions> re fee "and {helen ‘woman Who Shlaband=aa he 1 pee LAly. Sur arrives nt erebruther 1a the #0. [Peaks this news ‘to he ae | CHAPTER IV, Hat her tost } | eae Miele She Ie dytng. {backwards upon the sofa, with Helen pttll clinging | to him, g | breathing | ‘There for an “natant or_two fhe_tay, that they make one big seventh picture that not only balongs;to the group, butolihout which the setics would be incomplete, Save tht-Sheakespeare— séries and find the seventh hidden ‘pleture [ehipped his had given_all my faa faint whispe feebdly; and the girl he. ND as the man was epeaking the fr MWunirated tt ty Ieee una shade than the crepe. Mbbon. ts being ed this goason always h, the crepe is one pretties ribba: Foouly: well, Oyama made of | “3 wrists in a «rp that tuned them Stack.) trembling shook his frame. Hla cheat heaved onop | had told mo that grief was a crime, that there waa naan frepe\ in a | jcugh then #he did not feel the palm. She was sa%-| more and sank, and after tl everything was still truth in the world that I’mignt cling to, “And ob, 4 shana “or. convilsed wish fright and the man |" Por an instant Melen ftared ot him, @azed: the aS ied handsome, wh matertals Sia exe) your Hearteattings, and it bursts your brain—out Yor) clutching her névatn her hands, her face uptimett |} Jed, her Yotce #hking, to a whieper, There are, however | fay tat you will—that you will-that you Willl OB.) and tortured. fat-eho gasped, “He te ded! | “I have no art, but you have, and we must fight to- Nosta popeaties ever, | ood, that I have left you so helpjess—that I id not] and, then ‘f shall not ever #ee him again! And she | gether for thi fearful glory, we must win this prize alah {heel that} | show you the porll of your soul! For you must win—| choked and swallowed a limp in ‘her throat, whla-] of God And for a long time the two sat in asllenco, ht be used for ate | a? te could put find a word for you! For you stand) perine In awfil terror, “Not a tear—not a tear!”| trembling, while the darkness gathered about them, most everything fagh- { upon the brink of Pulm and you have but an insiant—| And then she flung up het arms and mnk forward | Helen had turned her head and gazed out, with face | the lodk ofa tser lad come into his Peet ne eyes were Starting from his head and he held “Not-n—tear—nota teat moro and gazed at ther dimly, and then a slight A Ay him—I dared not dishonor him. And I know that he thu _I kept the falth—David'n | e upon -the-earth: Ft reer tomecaimost artt-l had won his-sout-trom Seip a “chrtched ~ him hy the orhonidere, whiapecin hoarscly—then’ calling: jouder and louder in franatet terror, "Dayid, Day He gave no answer, ait with a cry that wae fearful to héar the «irl clutched him to rr. ‘The hody,.was limp and lfeless—the head fell (orward ns If tho ncck were broken; and Helen staggored backward with a scream. Nero came an insthnt of flereo @gony then; rho wtood in the centre of the room, reoling and swaying, ped eae sae es ES t-tirenprahesl on E+ TA fight like comes once to a soul, Helen-ang iowins of It lotes—and. you-thust-wint Do you hear | me?—Wint Fam dying, Helen, 1 am golng—and «1 greatly} {eave you to God, -and to life, He Je, Ha mage you. and is | ind He demands your worship and your faith—that le} vou hold your soul lord of all chances, that you make { master of your life! And now js your call~ You qlench your hands and you pray—it tears tot nwa saved his spirit tn mii 8 if T could still re: jolce In bis life, still have hls power and his love; and | thera Js nu Kind of fearful consecration In my heart, | a glory Iam afraid to know of, as if God's hand | had been Iald upon me, Heleh had deen speaking very Intensely, shating; the other's gnzo was "her vole | eted upon her face, oft on tant to save yourself—to call up the v with an incoherent © and fell senseless Inia] v dat the starry shleld that-qutvered and shook | } hut an’ fn FOL to be tucked with | o¢ ae patie before you, and though the effort Kill) Arthur'a arms above them, Suddenly Arthur saw ‘her Ups moving success, You, not to let It wo! Girl, {f you fall, no power Of] A woek tad prssed since David's death: and Helen | axate and heard ber sporking the wonderful words quantity of mate-| oarth gr heaven own w: you from ¢ was In hor fathers home once more, sftting by the} that she had refcrred (0, hor voice growing moro ond | Tint required for the | } lived with you for nothing. window tn the gathering twiileht. She was yery pal more Intense and sifking Into a whisper of awe; modtum size ts 33-| you no powsr? Ielen. ane sur And Ner eyes were sunken and hollow; but the bea i "In the year that King Usaiah died I saw also the var ° J eannot stand and dare not} o er face wes st here. b h nee an cord sith yO) ‘Ono, rs ts d yards 4 yards £7 | anaot stand this, and T dare f her face w oe ates though $n. a strange a net sftting upon a throng, high and Ufted up, and or 2 yarda 4 inches | me ciayy No atinrchand was ceaiing. anon ae nil ano ested unto another! and sald. Holy hols FAME 1 eiaine Into) thes Btehn on Shh, wrt sash Into Nis ever and speaking an sim the Lord of hosts! che whole earth is full of i Bie ee art! tos oot cep, dolomn vole ty, = es 3 bea NSE erich ante could die with sie’ haw} no! ever leave me, Arthur, T know tho, ports Gf, the. dp AR iilled “wit aimoie, | i ca fo Hig face—and Ho ix goo}! But 1 tare not met it ts lke a ft y Den Mew one of the xeraphims unto me. having a ra tone to make a8} fave you-you-and Ioam 0} Helen!’ haiinta me ni! and day, a yotoo tint aie DK val in Ms hand, which he had taken’ with the | “Pattern No, $487 \<} David's head had sunk, 1 | sow and will not tet me. AT know T shail nev CHES fo ® iny mouth, and apid, Lo, thi it Jn slses for a ,, 3, fo more; nnd .t whisp ain be nbjh to lye Lice r people, never be fr hath to ed Chye Bh and thine iniquity ts taken Fancy Blouss Walst—Pattern No, 547 Pia and 49 Inow but I leave you tor lcet, You from {ts madness, Tor oh, Ido not think it Ix 0 away and thy sli pil KA. GE einige ermine | i | win-you mukt win, yo.) muat [that a human rontisees what I sae—ho sess ‘ and who will go for way ‘Then’ sald 1 wee - land rejoleat ¥: kneel drag me out Inte: the innd of death with him, into t How ib Call or wend by mall to THE RVENING WORLD MAY MANS (| ony polis, oy! third dwelling place of God, And I al wert Ohinin. | TON FASHION BUREAU, No. 2 Woat Twenty-third atreet, New! Joint you can new at YT shall Ho} him, Arthur. almost! you dream wha I mf Botile ‘Imp 1 by Robert Louts Stevenao IMPORTANT Weite your . AMPO} hame and address) pfatnly, { uiNaya apecity mike wanted, ‘i York, Send ten cents In coin or atamps for each pattern ordered. ' ti Bnd you must cling to your faith in th i you. and prafse Mim for all that It And You WOT not sheq a tear—not a teat’ desperately; he ve. you any iiea of what, {t mean a hu to make such ‘an effort? I loved that man ae he had been my own soul; Ywas@ound to him go-that hevwas all my Ufe, and te have bim go was Like tear~ > Thu The | lendi@ romance of the New Deparonent, by Seward W, Hopkins, gad | does! ( '@ “And ‘Via Btip Ughtened yet mor He-opened hla eyea-oncu | the wonder of his soul, and I dared not be talmete{- “plainness. Another reason for tts popularl- ty-Is its nat yoke. Of sourse. this yoke ts not in—wurter” stitch, would not hero the same effect’as in stocking knitting ts Produced by alternato- ly knitting and puri the rows. The ‘shot ders are inttred by nar | rowing, to make them sloping and shapely. The Newport sweater in Glways croam white for the body, purt, ang Alice blue for the! teim- mingé—that — |4.. -th. Yoke, cuffs, girdlo ari the narrow eds down the fronti- Tt ribbons, too, blue, if one ¢ them to the wool; {¢ hot, creamy white will dovas well and i2 quite an pretty... The girdie, with ribbons laced “through above {ty ly charming. But don’t Uso It unless you are slim. Rather make the body part of your nweater longer, and’ rib tho very shortest ponnl. ble depth for the belt. “Make the cuffs long,” Desixned with Bear Brand Yarns. Newport Sweater, I will mail full directions for making this pattern to any of my readers who are Interested. ‘There will be no charge for sending them. Kindly address Laura Ig Rue. Knitting Editor, Evening World, P. O17 Box 144, N.Y. City, ha deals ty