The evening world. Newspaper, August 13, 1907, Page 11

World’s Da ily Magazi ne, Tuesday, Hitchcock Strikes _ His Old Gait as “A Yankee Tourist.”” Up night wax enough to try , ymond Hitehsock above © last night Hon warmed-over play on a warm: LTHOU men's 6 might ha¥e preferred ta see RB on ‘the singe, many a laugh rolled Tourist” fogged along at the Ast Like the Cook's tourist— | the laughing stock of Europe—'A Yankee Tourist’ got many “laughs’’ because it | deserved them, and Mr. Hitchcock came very néar striking the old gait that.car- Yied him to sliccess in “The Yaikee Conayl.” Both Mr. I ok and Riohard j Davis did thir beat to ahow how far they nad galloped from “The Gel- and while you, for one, # billboard tnetead of 1 © heat wave as Yankee ; Joper. ee then there was Wallace Irwin, who trotted out his Singles for the first {ime on Broadway, and who roally claimed first tnterem-as a mewcomor to a field t has grown rank with the weeds of Mbrettista who haye been sowing tho | same old “gage and reaping the samo old royalties until, $n Justice to « long- guffering public, they deserve to be sent to the Old Jokes’ Home. Notwithstand- ing.thd fact that sev 1 of Mr. Irwin's lyrics (he may smile at the term) wero swallowed whole, enough survived to tell the le of better things, Hia verses humor and a swing that carried them ‘over the footlights when they were-not eaten as delicatessen by the hungry singe ‘ Ain't it fuhny what a difference Just a few songs take? ‘~The Galloper’ was Jeft far in the rear by more than ono lively number, with Alfred G, Robyn’s pleas- ing music making the “golng” good. And yet Mr. Hitchcock, not because of any fault of his own, failed to score a song hit such as he made with his Dhilosophi- | cal musing In “The Yankeo Consul. Hoe tried to do it with “She Was Not Like | Other Mata 5 after all waa said and sung, the sad fact remained that {t was not like that in the olden days. Even the most fevered tmagination in the sweltering house couldn't deny {t, and {f Mr, Irwin and Mr. Robyn knéw when Mr. Hitchcock !s well off, they will take off thelr coats before the thermometer goes a degree higher or the stock market drops a point lower, and give him some- thing better, He deserves it, for {fever a comedian worked hard {t was Hitch- cock last night during tho Turkish war that was turned into a Turidsh bath. At the same time, his principal song wasn’t altoxether overcome by the heat, while “The Yankee Millionaire,” which brought him on, sent @ breeze through the Rouse. © Mr, Hitchcock might do a ttle for himeelf on his own acoount. Atthough Be was funnier last night than he was in “The Galloper’ he clowned the part of a fake war correspondent out of a great deal of its legitimate fun. Ho 1a making a mistake by not taking himself more eoriously. Exaggeration ts his Desetting sin and he {s also guilty of allowing his former drawl to degenerate fato a mollycoddle yawning at times. He ts © born guy, but this ts no reason mchy he should sell his birthright to Nancy. ~ "Three pretty and graceful women—dark-eyod Flora Zabelle, with her @ear:voico; ively Helen Halé, with skipping fect, and nimble Eva Fallon, wi sn unbecoming —btona—wtg—thet—she--should—teed—to—tha-trateutomabile the stage door—gave Mr. Hitchcock reason to be thankful id cause the aud ence to be grateful for an Inviting Uttle song, “Would You Like a Sweetheart? Shere ts only one answer to the song when sung by this attractive trio. A chorus that could shake !ts foot as well as keop Mr. Robyn: from euteldc Belped Oftas Fallon in a cupital “Stewards Song,” while real chorus men—a Gecided relief from the sexless dudelets who usually infest musical comedy— Performed rough but good work in a “Stoker Song," with a shovel dance as Part of the job. Mrz, Susie Forrester Cawthorn, who looked as though she had been yaised™ tn @ brewery, gave Mr. Hitchock ample support as a lady from Newark who wanted to be loved and was ready to meet all com It took the combined strength of the company to drag Mrs. Suste before the: curtain @nd Jot her get the Imugh. If Mr. George Marion staged that curtain haul fhe deserves more credit for it than for the manner !n which he has put on a “Rainbow” song, in which ohorusines, shaking yards of gauze on which changing Nights played, vividly suggested chambermaids in action. To go back to Mra, ®uste (which Hitchcock wouldn't do), she was unconsciously and gigantically 0 The fun petered out entirely tthe Inst act, which was nearly Galloper’ and almost an trying as the weather. This emphasized the fact That "A Yankee Tourist’ ts a long way betind “The Yankee Consul.” CHARLBS DARNTON. Health and Beauty. By Margaret Hubbard Ayer. ~ Pimples. G. H,-The pimples are ¢ probably due to internal rather than exter nal causes, Cleanse the--ey-etem—by drinking plenty of water—eight glass- es a Gay; eat only _ Wholesome and imple food “and keep the pores open by taking a warm bath every Gay. Hero ts a salve which will beal the pimples. After all frritation has disappeared get s good, rather stiff complexion brust: and a pure, bland soap. Scrub your face every day fm warm water and rinse afterward in weveral clear waters. Rub in a iktle tate, 5 grams; oxide of xinc, 21-2 grams extract of violet, 10 drups. Apply a very little of the cream to each pimple; walt until the pimples are cured before using the face brush, which might irritate them. Watery Eyes. G, G.-If your mother’s age, ts sev- enty, I can only advise you to « treat her with the gmatest care, not “allowing ber to use her eyes any more.than 4a or.to.undergo- any sort of excitement which might affect her heart. Here is a very mila eye wash which may bring her some relief: Distilled witch hazel, one ounce; pure water, one ounce, To de used especially for eyes irritated by cold. Bathe tho yes frequently with the wash Complexion Bleach. 8.—If your vomptexton ts consitu- RENOLOAIST \ PH \ NIZE HEAD SAID BABY GoIN4 TO ( JUST WHAT WE'VE OFTEN To HAVE EXAMINED ? BABY. SAY PHRENOLOGIST! REAT BUMP OF Gua NACITY, VENERATION tee LO} SPLENDID, GENEROSITY Author of ‘‘Mr. Isaacs,’ Copyright, 1900, By Phillips Publishing | Cor..pany- | BYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. fortun Carlo Zano, « dashing, 90 rtune. | ving in Conatantinopl ‘ted t5 | buy forse fend a. bea 2. Th at ene opm Roma : Sa form an me Sikes oe in laqainiuive | Sicrelary: Omovoua, Sho recommends the ror | mecratary. Om Xpmenlanceiave dealer Tamed | jahabt Guibenijan, Zena orders Gullabt Min Omobone, gone tO. the ania Contronted “by ca ‘welrd: | Tigantio negress, with halr. dyed | CHAPTER Il. | (Continued.) The Giantess, i IE terrific apparition stood in the | little vestibule holding the door open and grinning at Omobono, T She had olosed another door behind her | defore opening the outer one, for the | siave-dealer’s establishment was eyt-, ‘dently managed with a view to the Aatety of his merchandise. “And what do you want of Guilab! @eld cream at night !f the skin feels wougt, Salve: Beta-maphthol, § grains; tl of chamomile, & drops; ointment of Dengoated oxide of sinc, 1 ounce. Use on the surface. Remedy for Pimples. Wethis formula will heal the pimples, but it will not prevent ¢ others from appearing, Cleanse the system by drinking eight or ten Siasses of water a day, be careful in four diet, eating only simple and ‘wholesome food, and when the pimples “reve pealed. 2orub your face every day mith a complexion brush and @ pure goap, rinsing afterwani in several clear Goneilly dark, no bleach will «© make it mitte, amd I can only suggest that you keep it smooth and tree from blemishes by using the face ecrutving brush daily. If, however, yeur skin is temporarily tanne} by mun and wind. try the following lotion: Hose fwater, 100 @rams; borax, § gvams; apirits ot camphor, 10 grams; ticture of ben- zoin, 6 grams, Use whenever required. Thick “Lips. ie R.—Try this formula to reduce thiok Ups; Mett an ounce of any + Of the cold creams, ada one gram each of pulverized tannin and atkanet chips; let maocerate for five boura, then thin through sheesecloth. “Apply the lips when necessary, @lmond |. 6 grams; sulphur precip!- ANY of my readers are in the habit of coming to see me per M sonally—the correspondents from out of totwon usually write for appointments and thus avoid a useless trip. In° order to factlitate matters I shall hereafter be “at home” until further notice for those readers of The Evening World who wish to sce me on subjects of interest to them or to other women on Tuesday afternoons from 2 to 4. World Building, Room 48, MARGARET H, AYER, Who Would Be a Trust King? By Walter A. Sinclair. oN H, would you be a trust king now? Well, not upon your Ii!fe! With awful fines and Injun signs and prosecutions rife, With probers asking questions rude, with verdicts from the courts, {With Government officials making baiting trusts their sports, * With stocks upon the frazzled fritz, all jarred or badly musse: Qh, who would be the president of any blooming trust? Qh, would you be a trust king? Nix! I do not th ' t would. It takes up so much time each day to promise to Je gvod, They come to bust Jn rubber shoes, they come with noisy bands, They send around and throw trusts into rude recelvers’ hanus, From morning until eventide with vigor are they cussed. Qh, who would want to be the goat for any blooming trust? Lobes a Foreigner. Dear Netty: | | APPBAL to you for good. kindly; | advice. I am fn Jove with a young foreigner. I have kept company with him about three years and have found him to be true and honorable Gulbenkjan at this time of the after- oon?"’ “I am only a clerk," answered Omo- bono fn a deprecating tono, and shrink- ing ® ttle under his cloak, as the aw- ful virago thrust her head forwant. am the clerk of Messer Cerio Zeno, Tt Venetian mieX@iait, Who sends = mossage by mo to your master’’— “You mean my husband," she said, By FE. Marion Crawford, {Vary devout mun; the sucristin Kiows RETHUSA © osity scented a mystery, “that the sac- ristan will not take me for an !mpor- ’ “Dr. Claudius,’’ Etc. showing all her teeth. ‘“Gullabt Gul- enkjan ts my husband. Do you under- stand?" "Yes, Kokona—I--I mean Kyria—yes, certainly! I shoud have known at once | that You were the mistress of the house | if you had not condescended to open the door yourself, Kyria.” “And what would become of the cat- tle,"" Inquired the negress with a back- ward toss of her head toward the yard dehind her, “if the stable door were in charze of a slave? If your mester’— he dwelt on the two words contemptu- ously—wishes to buy of us, he will have to cote here and choo! for him- self. “No, no! answered Omobono hastily. “Tt te-another- matter, Tink Wis & commission for a» friend. It ts some-| thing very especial. That ts why I beg| to be allowed to speak with the Kyrios, | your husband.” j “At this hour, ment's thought, votlon. X& Woman of Mystery. “I would not Interrupt them for the world,” protested Omobono. “I can + she sald after a mo- ‘Gullabi tp at his de-/| You will probably find him at the church of St. Sergius and St. Bac- hua, If he {s not there, ask the sac- jatan where he ts..My husband {aa him’ well, “I hope, said Omobdono, whose curi- HIS) NAME 1S NAPOLEON! WE THINK HE’S ONE reached and he saw A cd peal Pie (= \ 4 {T'S SO FINE TO KNOW JUST WHAT EU TY OF COURSE HE'S A VERY ~) & FINELY SHAPES / HEAD | ZAN SEE August 13, 1907. WE THINK REMARKABLE — DON'T PRESS HIS HEAD ToO HARD PROFESSOR! Ror HERE! al sees YLL SEND You A COMPARATIVE <HART OF HIS ¢ HEAD A, AND THE IS $5 MPEROR? ENOUGH ? DON'T MIND \T A GIT, MADAM! much FINER “WE BHPEROR Ast NAPOLEON! x : ie K -- RESOLUTION COMPARISON. OF HEADS OF NAPOLEON. NEWLYWED AND NAPOLEON BONAPARTE CNOTICE muctt PERIOR DEVELOPMENT OF NAPOLEON NEWLYWEDS UN tunate stranger and send me on a fool's errand. If the Kyria would give me some sign by which the sacri. know that I camo from her’— Omobono paused on this suggestion, hoping for a favorable answer. Again the woman waited a moment before speaking. “Ask the sacristan to direct you to find wullab! Gulbenkjan, by four toes and by five toes," she said at “He will certainly teli you if you ask him in that way. K Cryptic Message. “By four toes and by five toes,” re- peated Omobono, “I cannot forg: that. T thankyou, “Hsriz Guibenk- jan, and I wish you a good day,” The negress nodded and showed her teeth, but said nothing more, drew back and shut the door without wal! truth Ingo any -longer—Omobene stood —attil! a moment, listened to tho slapping of the heavy slipper on the wet flags within and then went away down the almost deserted lane, wondering much at the taste of the Armenian mer- chant In marrying an African giant Before he omerged upon the littie aquare,| which then surrounded the and of Saints Peter and Paul—the Iat- ter ts now destroyed--he heartily wished that he had hired a horse and man at one of tho street corners, but he forgot his weariness when his destination was a little bandy- Seamed sacristan in an: absurdly short cassock of shabby bdigck and purple cloth leaning against one of the col- umns of the portico. tan may} last. | Omodono ascended the broad steps |that led up froin the level of the street | as though he were going in, but Just as he was close to the sacristan he stopped, as if without any premeditation, and mado a gesture of salutation, smiling in a friendly way. Praised be our Lord," he said, in the Grock manner, “Our Lord be praised, Amen,” an- |swered the sacristan, indifferently, for | & was the custom to do ao. “Could you inform me," proceeded the Venetian clerk, “whether that good man Kyrios Gullabl Gutbenkjan is now in the church at his devotions?’ ‘he church ts open," he sald. may see." “Thank you," Omobono sald politely. and ho went on, into the church. There was no man in sight. Omobone chose a slean spot, hitched up hia oloak in front and knelt upon one knee. He crossed himself and paid a litte prayer, mh S K Strange Prayer. | “O Lord," he prayed, “grant wealth jand honor to the Most Serene R. nd give. Venice the victory, over ne Genoese, Bless Messer Carlo Zeno, O Lord, and’ preserve him from fudden death. Send bread -to the poor. Give Omodono strength to reals curiosity, “You churches\of Saints Sergius and Bacchua! Por ever and ever. Amer," lt was not @ very eloquent |prayer and it lacked the sot formate invocation and doxology whieh devout | persons use; but Omodono had made jt [up for himaelf long ago, and said jt levery day at least for ft pre sincere] y to ask wih dig, cisely expressed what ‘he ed | wished and Intended hum and ie Was @ good man. iy spite. of Tw besetting —feult, “and “be- Maved that what pe asked would be granted, He knelt a moment after he had fin- —{ ES best interests the, A kiss means man, who. gives it let It will often set fave it, = your owa dignity and your own preserva’ except to those to whom they mean not And you are not one of those, and a good, ‘steady and sober fellow {THE QUESTION OF HALL I allow him to kiss me before we are on- gaged?’ ts the Ingulry of countless young wom- en who write to me for advice. The answer is that If they consider thelr own dignity es well as their to whom they are not betrothed. Every woman takes a kisa as seriougly as the man y will not allow any man to kiss them very much more to a woman than to a her, provided she ts in love with bin. | her to planning mentally her trousseau and the arrangements of the wedding long after the man has forgotten he ever | If you love him this much and he wishes to marry you, your people have no right to interfere. You -must now at this stage consider yourself and him first. Your people should have object- ed just three years ago. I think his obfection (7) to your hair 1s merely m poor excuse for woun haven't the slightest dou! intres your “golden locks" Moat dark men admire moat of Ught | women the moat. You should not allew men to kiss you, because you should consider yourself, | tion, Kissea mean too much to women, hing at all, If you wish te retain a mah's respect and your own do not, uniess you are engaged, allow him to kiss you. and in every way a@ perfect Seine man, My people won't allow me to marry hit because he 1s not an Amer- fcan. He has hoard al] about the ob- Jections and tells me that he won't marry me because my hair ‘a red, as he thinks women with red hair are queer. Will you please tell me what A Capricious Lober, Dear Betty: AM a young tri of eighteen years and have been going with a man Aine years my senior for four months. Ono day when this man left me, he promised to telephone me, but fatied to do so. I called him up four times and each time got an anewer that he was not in. Thls young man ts in business for himself. Do vou think I did right by calling bim up, as we were always the best of friends? He told me that he loved me and wanted To LOVERS me tomary him some day tn the near future, My folks do not know him. |1 he should happen to call me by | telephone, woyld it be right for me to Invite him to my home, or walt till he asks me? QRAGE W, F. I think calling the man up four times was a mistake. Ho has been very rude |to you. Let him make all the advances | Rereatter and try not to meet them. too | eagerly, For Her Birthday. | Dear Betty: HAVE known a young Indy for about a year, but spake to her only a few days ago for the first time, Since then we have been very friectily, and tn speaking with me she has een quite sentimental. Whether it 1s reat love or only infatuation I have net yet found out, but at any rate do not wish to break our acquaintance, As she has told me without my asking that her birthday coming very shortly, 1 would Hike to Know If it 1s my duty to make sher @ present, and what should this bet INEXPERIENCED LOVER. Flowers, candy or a ice book. There {s no obligation to give a present, Sliced Tomato Salad, The dally paper headlines cause the bumping heart to fail: “Attorney-General would like to put some man. in jail!" The trusts’ loud holler for States’ rights reminded of Calhoun, ou the States turned round and then they promptly changed their tune. Xt matters not which way they turn, to State or natlon—bust! Qh, who would wear the wopsy crown of king of any-trust?, AFTERTHOUGHT. A few may be who'd scorn by stealth To spend some predatory wealth. nd yet, through aml tife’s ups and downs, We all think we'd look well in crowns, When money talks, 'tis most’ men's choice To hark poittely to tty voice, ; iN bes ? AKE a tomato, not over pe, and cut {t in thin alice, as you would a cucumber, Take a small onion; out Jt up fine as you can; sprinkle it over tho tomato, add sult, pepper and vinegar at discretion, and you will havo a relish. Raspberry Loaf. COOP the contents from a long loat of sponge cake, leaving a halt 4nch wall on aldes—and bottom. Whip sone pint of thick cream, to ah as been added one tablespoon hada atulbeg Ek Hd milk; sugar {o sult; place layers of the froth and red raspberries | Jar and. keep tn cool place; three-{half a cupful of sugar. until the cake ts full, placing some of the largest ones on top. Trim with | sweet peas and rot on tco till chilled. | Cut Into slices when serving. Hop Yeast. OTL, two medium potrioes and| mash; use water to scald three tableapoonfuls of flour; boll two tablespoonfuls of dry hops in two cups of water: s(rain, Mix with potato and tablespoons of salt, two table- Spoons of sugar; let stand until cool, Goal one cake of yeaot tn halt ayp of then spread the top with a. ceringue iit lai tad a IL fourths cup of yeast will make tour medium-sized loaves of bread. English Rhubarb. INE a deep buttered pudding dish with slices of bread or ple paste rolled thin. Cover with a layer‘ ot chapped rhubarb and spread thickly with sugar, Make a custard of one ptt HINTS FOR THE HOUSEKEEPER. alternate | water and mix all together. Sealtn frult made of the whites of two exgs and Brown dell- |cately. | Black Raspberry Jam. LAGK raspberries arw’ now in mar- ket, Many persons prefer favor to that of the red rasp- berries, but Gislike them because the soeds are apt to be coarser, They are nico stewed and served very cold, Al- though this Is not a ‘cherry Year, .pro- vided you can spare some cherries, sour of milk, yolks of two agg#, a little alt] Sewe, whe combination will be found and half a cupfol of granulated sugar, | nice. Like all stowed frults,- the juice Pour it over the rhnbard, Bake in a moderate oven until the custard is eet; in the bewt part, Fruit Juice strained off and served on chipped lee ts del cious at this of any. or ponson, Use Winegiasses of email tumblera, the] se isned It, partly because he was a little Ashanied of Ita being very short, though he never could think of anyt y add to It, and he did not wish people to think that he was Irreverent ‘and xabbled over a prayer merely as a form; for he was very senaltive about such thing ashy man. And partly he remained on his knees a little longer because the gilded grating was very handsome tn the light of the setting . and reminded him of the grating in Saint Mark's, and that naturally made sim think of heaven. But presently he rose and went out. the sate pillar, 4 “ic}rica Gullabl ts not in the church sait Omobono, stopping again. “I muat seo him,” he added, dropping hia voice, but speaking very’ distinotly, "I beg of you to direct me by four toes and| Ave toes, ao that I may find him," ‘The sacristan's face and manner changed at once. His amall eyes were wEMonty tol ore sareniigence, tis moutt expanded in a friendly smile, and, his anub nose seemed to draw itself to a point ike the muzzle of @ hound on a soent, “Why 4{4 you not aay that at once?’ he..asked... ’Cruliadl Jeft,.the. church... Quarter of an hour before you came, But he ts not far away. “Go into that lane. Take the first turn to the lett, and the second to the right again. Before you have gone far you wil find Guilabl walking up and down.” “Walking up and down?’ repeated Omobono, surirised that the Armenian Should select for his afternoon ‘atroil puch a place as one might expect to fud in the direction indicated, “Yes.” eacristan grinned and winkel at the Venetian olork in a knowing way, . “He is a devout any one coming from within the church had heard him, for he considered him- waits, 2clerical—oneracter;—-Omobo: thanked him politely. = The Slave Merchant. Going as ¢he sacristan had instructed him, he came at last to @ tall, thin man in a brown oloth cown edged with cheap fox'y fur, and having a Usght fur cap his head. He waa talking with an old beggar Woman, and his back was turned 80 that Omobong could only see that he had-a long black beard, but lie Fecox~ nized Gullabl, e Armenian déaler, The house befor ch the two were stand- seemed —a—tritte hetter tire tire res in the street; there were crazy shuttero to the large lower windows, which were open, however; there was & door which was ajar and an attempt had been made to scrape the mud from the threshold. in spice of the prayer he had recenuy offered up against his besetting fault of curtomity, Omobono could not help tread- Ing Very’ lightly a3 he came up beliind the Armenian, and as the mud was pasty state, neither hard nor slimy heavy boots made hardly any more nolse in treading on it than a beggars ba feet. In this way he advanced until ne could see through an open window of the house, and he stood still and looked in, but he made as {f he were polltel walting for Gullabl to turn roun During half a minute, which elapsed before Gullabi turned round, ‘the clerk saw & good deal. In the first piace his ayes fell on the upturned face of a woman who was certalnly in the extremity of dangerous ness, ‘and was, probably dying. She had been beautiful once and she had beauty still, thatewas not only the soft shadow of coming death. Tho Wasted body waa covered with namoless rags, but the pillow was white and clean; the refined fac: pure Wax, and ¢hi & hair, gray at temples, curetully combed out and moothed from the foresead, The woman's eyes were closed, and deeply shadowed by suffering, but her delicate nostrils quivered now ‘and then as ehe drew breath, and her pale ips moved a Nttle aa though trying to speak. A girl was standing of the other alde of the sick woman, bending down a Very little and watching her features with a look of infinite care and sorrow. Ono exquisité white hand touched the poor coverings of the bed rather than . ax if it longed tobe . find to reliave the wo- man's suffering ever no little, iiut the clerk did not look at the delicate fn- , for his eyes were riveted on the young girl's fase. It was thin and white, but its Ines were beautiful be- yond comparison with all that he had ever seen, even in. Venice, the city of beautiful women. I think that true beauty is beyond description; You may describe the changeless, faultless outlines: of a. statue toa man who has ween Rood statues and can Fecall them: you oan perhaps find words to describe the glow, and warmth. and deep texture of a famous picture, and what rou qvill mean -somathine | to thas had be The sacristan was still standing by} A Princess in Slavery @ who know the master's work: you may fven conjure op an image beture une tutored eyes, But neither. minute a scription nor well-turned phrase. neltke fr tonsuos adjective nor spiritual stm- 19. Can te! a the truth ot = |titu ving thing. pars & Vision of Beauty. And the fairest living woman ts twice j beautiful when gladness or love” or {anger or sorrow risen in her eyes, for then her soul in In her face. As Omo- bono looked throug! the window and watched the beggar girl leaning over her dying mother, he hardly saw the perfect line of the cheek, the dark and sweeping lashes or the deep brown eyes —the firm and rounded chin, the. very | tender mouth, the high-bred nostrils oF the rich brown hair, He could not clearly recall any of those things & few minutes later; he only knew that HeNrd of all hin Tife Gulab! Gulbenkjan handy to Omobuno, ing his dearest friend, and he spoke in fluent Itallan, He was a young ma: aiitl, not much past: thirty, with) hart stralght features, stony. gray brings you @ Magnificent black bear “What happy ohance here?" he cried, Immediately drawing the Venetian In the direction. whence the latter liad come, “Fortunate, Inde is Friday, the day of Venu since brings mc into the path of my honored Sir Omobono!"* While he talked he had drawn Omo- bono's arm througa his own and was leading him away from the house with considerable haste. The Venetian looked back, and saw that the old woman had disappeared. “And now," sald Gullabl, drawing something Ike a breath of rellef as they emerged into the open apace before the church, “pray tell ime what urgent du brings you so far to find me. Messer Carlo Zeno, the Venetian mere chant, Is very anxious to see you this very-avening.” he. seid" Prom fe man= ner I suspect that the business will not bear any delay and thet it may be profitable to you."* Quilabi smiled pleasantly and walked still faster, held out both if he were greet= 0 direct! Hie sald ‘ Messer Zeno's This 1s a most buying and selling, sely what he wo shall see Jontinued-} _The-Castoff Baby— HE stork had been a recent visitor day fortunate and perhaps I have pre. We shall seo, {To Be: wants. il already was the mother of a year- old baby boy. A chance meeting in the comer market was the opportunity for Mra. Smith's neighbor, Mra. Jones, to break the news to her friend, Mrs, Brown, Dorothy Jones, five years old, paused in her task of arranging the covers about her new doll. She had expert enced diMculty recently tn finding In the person of a less fortunate neighbor strl a mother for a doll with a broke pore and one arm that had been her former favorite and for which there tas no room In her diminutive domes- tin establishment when the new doll came, says the Chicago Tribune. Bhe pulled at her mother's skirts inqutr- ingly. “Mamma,” whe asked, ‘did you say Mrs. Smith had a new baby?’ “Yes, dearle, a brand-new baby," ade swered the moth ‘Well, mamma," came tie unsatiefied query, “what's she going to do with her old one?" —_.—___—_ Solution of the Puzzle’ in yesterday's Evening “Wine Puzzle, H World; The wine merchant must have drawn 90 quarts with the 3-quart measvre;' 6 quarts with the ?quate measure and the remainder of the bar rel, © quarts, with the &quart mene tities In the ratio of 6 to 1, Atyisthle by 2 and 3 and of a sum total which de ducted from 208 quarts (isg” gallons) he had seen for once something he had eYes.and.. to the home of Mrs. Amith, whe . ERE is the solution of the ‘Wine ure. The problem turns on pnding quam- © leaves ‘a remainder dlvisible te «