The evening world. Newspaper, August 24, 1907, Page 9

mF ahe Ev ening \v Ih Modern He-o's Rescue of a st | Damse The (Fair. Pancake Maker. By Mickey Finn (Ernest Jarrold). rk took the sm the rounded arn ¢ white brow which was wrinkle, « effort to determin properly . de eyes above tt, and wn d and thelr eyes met po on ut dark eyes he had!’ thought a nice looking girl she was!" | “And. all day long Mary looked up from jthe pancacke,, half expecting to sve. | those dark eyes looking into het ag Yeven e bubbles in the .pancakes seemed to take on the color of his eyes and’ to look at her from the gridiron wi a stare of admiration. As fur the young man—who was a clerk In a dry gooda atore—a rounded arm scemad to beckon him ‘to ‘come in and eat pancakes and become sat- urated with maple sugar, i Every morning he stopped at the win- dow of the restaurant and waa greeted with a glance ffom a pair of brignt eyes and an evidently stuaied deatre to be graceful by Mary in turning the cakes, After a week had passed he left nis boarding-house earlier than uaual one stopped in the restaurant ANY was a pancake maker tnt morning as ; @ restaurant. It was her) to get his breakfast, N duty to stand Im a show) Mary saw him come In. window on Broadway and} She did not tum Der head nor gtve pour batter upon the griddle. | any sign of-recognition, but she listened Thousands of persons stopped before the window every day and watched j Mary as rhe deftly greamed the griddle, with pent head and attent ear for his order. It came Ike this: “Some pancikes, please.” Or with @ turn of her hand flopped the| How carefully she poured out that ‘Pancakes over to be browned on tho| batch upon the griddle! With what an ) other aide. anxious eye she watched the edges harden and the centre of the cakes be- come perforated with holes like those in a sponke, And when the cakes were done to a Mary had been selected for the jod/ because she was pretty. Her selection | Proved to be a profita¥le investment for j her employer. Those persons who were in} when the’ cakes! j dmaenaible to the charms of pancakes held each one up on her Breased the griddle the cakes on agali tng shduld not sti In her eagerness to bake the cakes to| on hii most delightful brown on one side she a turn she burnt one of them, and ini lng ad spatula and before put so that they ick to the griddle, new The ruffian arose, only to receive a left-hander under the chin. t ahe threw the whole batch away | graceful neck and the dainty cofl of nd began once again. hair on the back of her head, and which Meanwhile she stole a furtive glance | Jack wished was against his shoulder 6 young man, who was drumming| At last the pancakes were done plate with his knife and h- | hor ing and were placed before Jack ingly the curve of Mary's He eald to himself, as he cut a section al rming, but he it all tho aame, The next batch thought wi Mary cooked | Was not so w Jona as the ones Jack wan eating. waa perfe natural they should not be. for was not | It enjoyed them, and » not make an | excuse to leave her » and to go fo the other end of the restaurant to get | & new vlece of pork to grossa the «Tid- | die, @o that she might steal a glance) jat him as she wont by? |) And when Jack had eaten his cakes jand had Immored twice as log an | Usual over his coffees, «0 that he could feast hia eyes aa well as his palate, he © to Ko, Knd thelr eyes mat for just jhe Nesting gtance, fughod and sald to himeelt that | caused by the coffee. 4 ‘5 facet “ ut chix [wae due, of course, to the heat of the ariddle, And so the days qame and went. Mach Was attracted to the other by the toae-’ stone! of love. Each ons fearful, of" making overtures to the other for fear thatthe Bluaton would be dexttoyed But the mystertous alchemist was busy mixing a sweet potion which, each of theso young hearts drank. The potion in Mary's heart conjures | up visions of what a giorious man Jack must be, as she iny awake at night with her eyes open. Then sie closed them tight and thought of him a matied knight clanking into the reatau- rent to refresh himeelf mith a plate of cakes and. cup of coffee before start- ing out to rescue some forlorn maiden from a bearded ruffan. Strangely onough, her dream came true. Tho next morming a ‘young ruman came Into the restaurant ami seated | himself opposite to Jack, who had just | returned from his regular boxing les- son at the New York Athletic Club. ‘The rufian was served with three 4elictous, oreamy cakes, Before touch- ing them with his knife or fork he ploked up one of the cakes and threw tt upon the floor. t Pale with anger, but bursting with | rage, Jack said: “Excuse me, sir; but why did you of the fun moon of buckwheat: “Well, I never ate pancakes Ilke these before, They‘re so Nght and fiaky, and the syrup is real, truly maple sugar, ang not made of watered molanses."’ Jack did not add that the cook wns throw that cake upon the floor?” | “Bocause I wanted ty, you white- faced dude. What have you got to say jabout itr? imply thi {4 Jack, who nw te-chance And took it, “By your notion you have’ grosaly ‘neulted the finest cook and the: moat beautiful inl in nerica! Apoligize, you dog," | boloxize nutiiin',” said the rufen as he arone, oly to’ receive a left- under the ‘chin. Before he could recover a right-hand blow k him in the stomach ‘end he. fell full length upon the floor, . "3 jbundr@d patrons «rose, and amtq the #atleking of waltreases Jack dragged ~~ the ruffian out upon the sidewalk, wher an officer grabbed him Bee That plght Jack escorted the fair pane cake-maker through tha crush at the’ bridge on the way te Brooklyn. While, hanging to avstrap together Jack mane Aged té whisper: “I have learned all about you, and you are a sweot and lovely Woman. Wouldn’§ you Uke to bake pancakes for one tm atead of for five hundred?’ And she named the Little Church} Around the Corner. nese No Fire There. AYS a San (Francisco bank prestfenty S “This apring I entertained a prome inent banker from Tucson, Ariz f£ invited him to the Merchants’ Associa- tion dinner. My friend listened to the many speeches very attentively, and waid, afterward: ‘I noticed that almost every ampeakor said, “This city, be Phoenix, will rise from her ashes Now there ls some mistake about that. have lived in Arizona all my life, an I know for a fuct that Phoenix never had a@ conflagraticn.’ '* Plan’s Wit Te F-the house of Finch Meoomber all was hospitality and” cheer. 6he who a half hour ago was is Justina Macomber, now to be known as Mrs. Almon Hartwell, stood, bright-eyed and emiling, by her hue- band's side. The man at the door was still busy, although that lull hed come between q Seneral arrival and departure At first <. dis broad, clean-ahaven face had borne | S, & atin of pollte welcome, Now tt-wasy iis no “grave and worrled and he glanced | {7° * frequently over his shouler to acan | Dan! Da 5 78 the throng crowding the rooms behind. | &P¢ 1 the house helpin Then hie enistress’ came up, months after a ring fight. ‘Twas time I ‘What's the trouble, Dan?’ quit—too oki—too old. Lucky I've been ‘There's a many people here Most |? set where I am and no one sus- ef ‘em I know. Some of ‘em I don't. | Pectin’. I'm frettin’ lest you may have some-| The crowd began to thin. A heavy- thing stole, mum.” set man, with his overcoat collar high Mrs. Afacomber chuckled. ‘There |turned to his ears, pressed close upon */4en't the slightest danger, Dan. What| the heels of the Drayton party, Thero ® with an officer watch'ag the presents| was a sudden stoppage. Dan's watch- M and a dotective keoping His eye on|ful eye narrowed sharply. The old & things we necdn't worry, I guess. Why |servant's hand etole cautiously up the ~Gon't you KO nOW BUA get a Dit to-wat peck -of—the.overcoat beside him to 7 and a cup of coffee? You haven't sat| touch the hair and lift it slightly with down since morning. I'll tel Mary to|an unfelt finger. "take your place. “Wig! he growled to himself, Not tM they're all gone, | cropped. By'!— “Right along,” rounded bis pleasant call, and with the movement his foot went out, The gentleman beside him mumbled end clicked bie teeth with aa exclamation. ‘Beg pardon!’ sald the butler, and caught him gently—mround the body, but with hands that ran searchinyly and pressed on curious hard knobs. “The detective? stack! Oh, well, nothin’ happen. Ah! Miss Tina a leavin’ us. ktes old Dan good-by there'll prob'ly be when she starts Uke the angel she 4s, “and ‘You're foolish,” sald the lady, and moved away. “Maybe! muttered the old man, lean- fmg one thick shoulder against the wall, “The Bobby's a weary boy, he's told “me. Three nights now an' not sleepin’ TV wotl. ‘Dan,’ he mys to me this noon, ‘@ dread the evenin’, 'Tis bani for one a pair of eyes to cover & mob. Two of "Go on, please, entreated Dan ‘us fs one too few,’ says he; ‘but Mr. |calmly, dropping his arm, and —————— right Out of the Mouths of Babes. AN any little boy in the class tell me why the lions did:not hurt 4 ( franial?!-aaked the Sunday school teacher, | _ “] guess {t wis ‘cause he belonged to the Cirous, answered & bright youngster, ‘Teacher—We were given the different senses for a purpose. Albert, can you tell me why we were given eyes? Little Albert—Yos, ma’am—to shut when we go to sleep. Small EX -You'd better not go boating with my sister, Mr. Slowboy. ‘Wir. Slowtey (sister's edmirer}—And why not, Bagurt Smal] Edgar—I heard her tell cousin Jennie this morning that she was wotng to -chuck—you-overboant_—___ Bunday School Teacher—Wallace, can you tell me why Lot's wife was turned into o pillar of salt? Gmall Wallaco—Cause she was like most other ladies, I guess. Sunday School Teacher—In what way? ; Small Wallace—She was too fresh.—Chicago News. B20 Fat A needle in a hay-| but to think of| And to stop and| for the church—aNi !n her weddfn’ gown | A vaby when I} first camo twenty! year mxo to work on | ses. Liked me, shé did, an” *twar} til I was lke a nurse gat) ‘And me, three| deny support! Trouble with Dan. By Elliott Walker. Macoinber gives me the grand laurh. elipping to the le: mand I'll have to t'end bar alone,’ And | burt, sir, I Gopé A mumbled the lowered head. “Do move out Joudly. ‘‘Sorr but I want r Ho's fainted.” No one had No,” with a shake of cried the butler more ye y to seem to hurry oom for this gentle: seen that heavy, peralyz- Ink heart blow, nor heard the g1sp ay the victim s« looked bats 3. knowingly, to called xeniall; talk’ ale to his kness. sil Bhook their hesae, “1 sce good old Dan the sufferer, while be oss the hall to th a Bune" ten-! Health and Beauty. By Margaret Hubbard Ayer. tincture of red cinchona, 80 tincture of cantharides, 2 grams, grams; | gram: Q.—Try this | cologne, 120 grams; sweet almond oll, tonic, which | @ grams, Dply to the roots of the «ts epectally | hair with a soft sponge once or twice a lay. This lotion Is especially good for ee to: raed very dry hatr, : such as yours; tha! when the hair| Tattoo Marks. ls from fever. E.—The person who did the tat- aseage your scalp tootng should be to remove ell, moving M/F), tt. If the tattooer ts not avetl- vackward and for- H She | vari loosely until t feels tn a glow nd rub én the tonto directed. The ale you will have to consult » derma- tologist on the subject. A Safe Remedy. A. E.—To destroy parasites {t will be necessary for you to make sey- . Drusilla’s Garden. By Temple Bailey. isa, But when the younr man looked across and smiied Drusilla stepped over her threshold and shut the door with @ eta: “He Dun. ‘But I ain't goin’ think I'm easy.” Wor many weeks Juliet on her bal- cony remained coid, while Romeo at the typewriter aighed in vain. He threw small balis of paper im among we pansies, —end—Drastita—drushed them calmly into a neat little dustpan, but when the dark young man hed gone she Picked them out carefully and read the fervid message: ‘You are my panay blossom. Theres only one girl im the world for me.” HE garden was really only @ box on the fire-encane, But thero were pansies in jt In the aprink. later @ tiny rosebush hloomed. and Then gerantuma held full sway until winter, when Drusilla took the box in the house and raised a few pale vio- lets. Eveny morning Drusilla picked off the withered blossoms and in the evening @ dear,” phe conided to Maize to Jet him she watered her niants, for Drusilla was busy all day. polishing and fillox the nails of the patrons of the mani- cure establishment in which ashe worked. When « typewriter waa fret placed at the window of the bix offloe op- postte the fifth floor of the tenement in which Drustila }tved, and a dark detectiv ing to Mr. Macomber, = “"Brageletat’” eae romero sper erai applications of the lnrk- After the Inst carriage had rolled |t_ temoved by using the complexion| sPUr, OF try the following: Fill a away. another was dilven up, and telprusn> If this does not eradicate them|‘bottle one-third) with fshberries and bracelets worn by the short-haired, you will have to take,facial masenge.| two-thirds with alcohol, Mix thor- hard-jawed man, #0 unceremoniously | Here ia the hair tonic: Phento acid, 2| (UeDY and apply sevens! tmee, pee bundled In, were not Justina’s. grams; tincture of nux vomica, 71-2 remove fhe dead parasites. young man seated himself in front of tt the young girl watched the {nstalla- tion ever the heads of her purple pan- On a certain damp morning the young man coughed. Twat night he coughed again. Drusilla was worried. FinaMy The Seven Musical Ages of Man. # re] whe retired into the ure recesses of her room. When she dppeared she had & bottle in her hand. She set it on the fire-escape shelf. In huge letters on ey By George Hopf. THE RATTLING BABY — (8 (ata —DADDY'S DRUM — wy She__Iniie) waa_the admonition: — “For Coughs Tdke Spear Specific.” The next morning a s‘ntiar bottip adorned the young man’s desk and he took a. dose of it conapioumumly, stand- ing close to the window while he meas. red It inte a-apeoa. aati ip the couRn continued and the next ay Drusilla wrote on a allp of paper Bhat your “window.” boreal The Young man clicked off something | rapidly on his machine, und planted his | reply caretully on the ledge: “I would rather die.” But that day the sun came out, ry, soft air of the spring was like b wam, and the cough stopped. Bo stopped also’ the exchange of ovurtestes, and t young man sighed for illness’ or wor f1t would only bring a look of warmth Wi LO LiKe To MARRY You! the had _adjosted the curtain, and a savory odor told of her supper cooking. ‘Clickety-cliok-click,” went the type- writer, and then | suddenly—“Clang, clang,” deadened by its distance to the fitth floor, came the ring of the fire ine balla, he dark young man Jeaned out. Far delow him Be saw great clouds gather- ing, The smoke floated up from the Duting engines. Then all at once ha caught bis breath sharply. The win- Gaws of the thing oor of the, tenement were & golden glow grow~ tng reddar aa be looked. he young man shouted hosreely. ‘What ja it?” she demanded, coming to, the railing. “Run dawn, run down," ordered the young man. ‘It's the only way to save your life. “Down the fire-escape, Go At once,” he continued peremptorily, ‘Then the young man, watc! saw her turn come back. Az reached the floor where the flames we! raging she swerved aside and ran de: perately up the steps. “My garden, my garden!" she Kaspe es she saw the terror in his face, couldn't leave it to burn.” But the young man did not stop to hear the end. Like a madman to the elevator. Then he sped street and began to climb toward Dru- silla. Far above him she was staggor- lng with her heavy burden, half blinded dy tire Mio khen ‘At the fatal third floor she Across the iron fire-escape swept waved of flame, Two firemen just below, un- conscious of the girl above them, were trying to turn @ stream of water on & sindows The noise was deafening, She young man ahoul tically, and at last hie voloe resoned chem “Turn it this way, turn {t this way!'? But they saw the motion of his han and the pink-gowned girl above them and comprehended. Aa the | water played for a moment over the bilster- ing iron the dark young mac plunged through and dragged Drusilla to safety. ‘The dark young man caught her [pm his arms and mopped her face with his handkerchief. ‘Then opens eyes and saw the informality of his to his lady's eyes. de, and blushed. -And worse came, » haven't been introduced,” she It happened «ne day at 69. Dru-| reproached faintly, but she dla not silla’s shade was down, but tho dark| draw away from him. young man knew that she was in her] ‘‘As if that mattered,” sald the biles- Toom, for once her pink-Upped fingers} tu) dark young man, HINTS FOR Apple Salad. AKE red apples, poltsh; dig out tn- side and fill with apple, celery and puta, Bervye on a leaf of lettuce, covering apple over Sreseing: with mayonnaise Plain Caramels. ba pound-of-brown- sett 0 ter of a pound of chocolate, one pint of cream, one teaspoonful of butte boll for thirty two tablespoonfuls ef molasses; time, Test by dropping in cold water. minutes, stirring all the all THE HOME. Flavor with vanilla. Turn Into pan an@ cut off in squares, Poor Man’s Cake. © « scant oup of sugar add-one. tablespoon of butter, two cups flour, two teaspoons of baking bow it Wer half oup of: water, and fare: Bake in two layers. Mocha-Filing.- ee O one cup powdered sugar add bute IE ter aise of an egg. Cream. Add Lables two ti dry cocoa and ¢ poons Hack ection, One teaspoon vanilla. Cc : Sumi — <6 J Teen ee Dee re ren nase ra 7 = roar? = 32 INSTA S13 = 2 : 7 3 ; «The Qldler 0 ortune an the ave rincess rea er1ious roun ae Hehe kai Colla t soclety of Jened In a nobler mould than his early { “What shall you do with mez" the) secretary, who was wonderfully care-|™mon-servants The industrious secre, Pee ed ee ianinad ene [ee ae Fostine eMlant, an astrol a rethusa Fe, members Zeno iakes ‘upper with Are: (Youth had promised. | fe would i ced, very anxiously, surprised by hls) ruil not to epeak unless Zeno spoke to} Jetira and accounts, and stared out (| Kept them halt closed, His scanty | Ofer,” sald the vislter’ seating himselt & | tlasns "ana again she baffies his curiosity as|makée a plaything of any woman now den leave-taking. himstandicabavavalhinot totrmention:thellitharamindaws Sudneeean I | black ‘board had a few gray bairs in| on & let stool at Omobenc's elbow, . trimmed gray beard very thou y.]it Hie rin butved wtarply, but the | &bd relapalng toto. silence. Yo her history. CHAPTER VII. a A Princess in Slavery. . she was his. 5 * « rms, just for her loveliness, and 3 expected to be sent by his master + Continued.) In this mood of uncertainty, he rox i . : Dan eyes, W nes he draw the money. from the house: of * EF. Marion Crawford a awl: a e wad eyes with kisses. Instead, he | ‘o ie By F Master and Slave. ie Usha Fa.oF lens resolved MO! sook his head and turied away Corner, according to Pesaro’s jetter, of he AAT should he do with her? to nee her again Sie re peas comer ei “I do not know,’ he said, half aloud. ‘which he had thoroughly mastered the tf \—-_——— He was | passionate, rather | (2) one he. atilt at i a f ‘°F | He reached the doot, “I do not know," contests, But the order was not given, Loprright. 1900, by Phillis Publishing than material or pleasure- | P| J) elt himself at-| 5. repeated. pa Af the problem were|and as Zeno was neither forgetful of t ‘Cor pany. loving:- he was “consequently «an | acted to her, and the line of her chews 0) nara “a und he went out,{details nor slack in matters of busi- | ‘ fs and thtoat) whe: co Wi i: 7 Ms . . a optimist and an {dealtst! where women | tirneg away wan aereeauisiteens ee not turning to look at her. ness, Omobono began to wonder what * TEDING CHAPTERS. 0 4 AUER |, di ape had dtee ore nae EES cea were concerned, and was full of! stanaink beside het for a. moment, he}, 20° sept. tom Bours without dream-| had happened agiae Jo, Hen. 8 dashing soidigg of fortune |a vaguo bellet in the, romantic side Of! knew that If ever again in his life he |! And awoke refreshed and rested,| On Monday Zeno's mood had not £ uy for Venetian: friend (8 bequaital love. He could no more really love &/ gtooped to take a! woman. for a toy, |% ‘ender presently hwhy her mood | changed, nor did ho send for the money . Be ee onthan, hae keene conducting | #ve-wirl than he could have loved altonelessly, stupidly, contemptibly, the | had changed so much. But Zeno wasiand. tho secretary's curiosity grew P mare. negAintions’ forthe porekase Of [hired mald, though she might be beau-|oiaytning would de, this Arothtsa |Testiess In the night. and dlasatisfied mightily; oh Tuesday tt became almost | H Raopred dgugnter ol fit, Ramet Zor {he titul beyond comparison, for he was! wliom ho had’ bought of « acoundrelly | With himaelf and with what he hadjunbearable, So far as hs knew, and . i pela uaband hag, been Put eae iearent A aitseh has nianesit to beauty | Armenian dealer. done; when he lay awake he found |he knew most things that went on in| 5 is widow and her two cblidr alone,, Only his equal could be his} “Good night,” he sald, looking down | fault with his impulstve xction, but) the house, Zeno had, only or He witht Zoe and an old slave named Moctire:/ mate, and he never could care long or|into her upturned eyes, “If you ne whe fell asleep for half an hour| upstairs, when ho had supp TO Rave, found-ahabby ‘refuge in, the “Hog | | P 2° Gatton’ lor the city.” tt widow has fallen truly for any creature that was less.| anything, if you want anything, con ne od his dreams. When moru-|Zoe on Saturday evening, 4 Po myaunt die! "Zoe "nobly pe ft bea At twonty, the youth In tim would have! fr Omobond, and you shall have it | Ing bis face cwas a llttle palor| mained barely ar i pa re be dolled up and over for a week or A Good night. Arathun d he felt that he was in{had not eveh ayked a. the’ slave, 2 jiuine. Of “'Arath month; but he was verging on thirty.) It was tho first: time he ‘had called and no'one had saen her except the her poauty and his thirty years that had been crammed with the of many « daring man's 1 whole: end iid watiize hed-hard- | looked up ptoadily, 6 <o-————— and since he what he shou her by her, naine, did not even ha wondere? Zoe, now tha’ would not, Id do with as he knew it hold out his hand. sho | He existonoa of the women's apartment up stairs, Althouga it was 4 Sunday he She was so lovely then that he felt a {espicable Impulse to take her’ Into hfs two IltUe maids, who came out upon the landing (to reosive the meals at rogular hours, but never apole to the ‘ 10 only guessed It from a (ain increase of his natural reserve, but wan enough for the experienced i S i 3 day, a Mitte before noon, | nose was nelther very large nor mark Z In her window, and she |edly aqulline. A commonplace face saW..Zono KO down the steps to} enougt In Constantinople: but there RSE croge pectic ¢ °\ pression that made the slave feel Shousht eq \ahe CRED Aen Of cb Ms fortablo and yet subiniastve, Many Jand oho did not draw back from the | D0Ming of all conditions came. to the | Window, aa she had done the first time, | Tenmant's house on business Gur Ce ales iB! d100K | them to Omobono. ‘The stave's bust- up and seo her, He did not even turn as he stopped Into thé boat, and she | hev* was to outs thieves: Dewees: thought he held his head lowew than |And suaplotous characters. | nae ® eat when she had last seen him n anide, admitted the, visitor to. the cous down, 6 E hy should Which separated the house from the like a person’ determined not treet, and s esto again to the tg lett. Th ne nous nts, two men pull skiff away up| whom tres were alwnya watt- | stream. 9 watched till ahe ¢ Ine, forward. He inquired the no longer dixtingulsh it from om ptrane ne and bue'ness ab lotrog at “1 hers t There was some! 89 Odd! n in hia look and eq dull in his vole thet Omobone a fear that ho might be a lunatic, rwas indeed, tn the secretary's opinion, mugh tha same as 1 aatrologen, for the Venetians ware nover great believers tn the influence ef the stars, But thi ttor soon mado m hia suapleions by revive hte ou: ” Bieter wpe peer efor Pop Rapa or radi that: Gortiaa, at -onoe king fluently and ine have rejson te 2d tne Yow voice, |" ms el hat wo are imerested in io tame business” “Are w ness. asked the secretary !n xomo surprise, y k we ard < think we four toom and by five toes!" (To Be Continued.) the kone to th other frection of where he ot been came ens with the secre. jen tunic, t wn woo! @ ground, On ‘ a " felt nap, suict Gorvishes: now | Omiob iatghtened himself on his Wear. stool and the newcomer with ‘a The slave at tho door looked at him | ook. of. ti til Ne. euddeniy bes ttentively becore admittiog him. His | came aware that his scrutiny was re- eyes were perhaps a little longer and! turned with a rather airguieting Amed- fe Solution to the Office Boy Puzzle, ERE {a the ae jon of “OMoce H : Puzzle” In terday r Vv 1 e calenda . Hows) that 4 month leap year. Tho since tho nine gaye 7 ere ye