The evening world. Newspaper, December 5, 1907, Page 17

HE NEW “The lalk of New York” Is Mostly Siang For Victor Moore. songs. ‘When he wrote “Popularity” he wasn’t. of that sad affair o’erleaped itself and fell down hard at Wallack .“The Talx of New York,’ named, rt you are concerted Utes from Proddway street pianos. me," Mr, Cohan, it will never. be that. rk will do most of tts talking about and your even earlier pieces that had long runs on ‘'The Talk of New York" sounds as ner of street Broaiway and Forty-second | When you stop to think of {t— | feel that Mr. Cohan has vulgarzed American musical comedy—it thingswere posstble! But the songs run ar troublesome mind off: the the humorous slang babbdled by Moore with the sceming long stretches“ of crude melo- frame. . : Fry Tecnplet wedding bells rang Mr. Moore into stardom. He ‘s the same Kid Murna who loved Mary in “Forty-five Minutes from Broadway, only mow he Is “the blg noise” in big type. And polse—"“whatever himoclf as ca: did in the days simply “among those present” on tho programme. You never feel ike throw- ing a brick at this “star,” for the pos- sible reason that Mr. Moore never thrawa anything at you x good comes along he tosses it to chtly and you catch #t with a glad y « Vv cr t 4a to do him justice he has that fs." He takes Down at Sheepshead Bay, where the Victor Mocre as Kid Burns Pick- “Kid" ntle art of “plung- Ing 100 to 1 Shot. ing,"* he calmly looks over the racing card and charactertzea some of the ‘andidates for the ghth street crosstown line."* Student of the ‘dope sheet." answers “ne wise “K am rap second twic "80 did Willlam Jennings Dryan, Deel. Wthel Barrymored ingenue whose proud mamma makes him pethetic, he merely @lances at the long-distance headlines : and remarks: “That's the last time I'll Dartender anything.”” So far as Cohan in} Moore are con- cerned, “The Talk of New York" ts @ood;-bul so far as Coban and the other (people in the proceedings are concerned die play ts very poor stu. One unintentionally funny character is @ singing adventuress who tra-!%-las from one blackmailing scene to an- ether; and! finally “reforms” when her eGhgs are exhausted. This’ delighttal f role is ludicrously acted but fairly wall gong by Miss Nella Bergen, who bas Grown almost as thin as the plot of Mr. Qoben's play. When the young man who joined her In song with a pained expression awoke to the awful realiza- (don that she valusd—tts-tove only, for what ft woul] bring from. bis father's check book, he caused a sensation at Garemont by shooting hor ‘n the drm. ‘The nodin “Kia" thereupon took the re- yolver ai ‘the diame beca! the fool- fa youth's father was his “pal” The friendship of the “Kid” for the father is a four-act mystery, for as 4 acted by Mr. Stanley H. Forde he !s jalmost beyond endurance. Mr, Forde mould mako an ideal leading man, for the Grand Central Station, But perhaps it {s enough to know that Mr, Cohan knows ‘his New York boy and that Mr Moore Is that boy from slang to sentiment. You accep! the “Kid” and ihe songs without question.” The best of a dozen or m which stops ively to “Pus a Little Bet Down for Me.") Tho chorus | the “Kid" when Be gets back to New Rochelle with the happy song, I Glad I'm Home." ‘Where {s Mary? Sho's married now. ever tell a Nella Bergen as the Repentant Ad- venturese Algo wit CHARLES DARNTON. Motor Heart in Dogs. NGLIBH veterinary surgeons have discovered a new disease In dogs—motor heast. It appears that dogs are yery fond of riding in motor cars, but that their hearts can’t stand it. So their owners must elther curb this appetite or “xpeot early berenvements, C i HE jumper walat I for dolls ‘s of the newest sort, fowith the very narrow kimono sleeves and the deep V-shaped ' open- ings, while tho atraight Plalted skirt 1s abso- lutely | up-to-date. In the ~{llustration rorse- dolored cashmere Is "worn over a gulmpe of Gotted Swiss muslin, But pongeé in all the fashionable colors, I dia silk, which is dressy, and cashmere end = henrietta cloth may de/used. The gulmpe would be pretty iitover, lace or from plain wate lawn, with embroidery at peck and sleeves, The gulmpe is made yery - wmply, with front, back full sleoves, and is dann! The skirt is made ‘in one plece, and f@ WAld tn overiupping plahe at the belt. It ean be trimmed as Il- or finished with ‘The quantity of ma- tural reaulrad for a dol} of medium, sins (22 Jong) {a 1 5-8 a L1-f yards 27, or 3-4 yard 44 Inches wide, with 3 1-2 yards banding tho for dress, iE yards inches wide for the gulmpe; Pattere No. sso ty eutin sixes for dolls of 18, 22. and 28 inches long, Call or send by mall t THE EVENING WORLD MAY MAN. TON FASHION BUREAU. No. 11 Weet Twenty-third street. New York. Scr ten centa in cole or stampa for eack pattern erdesad, IMPORTANT—Write your name and sddress plainly, and ob Way mpecity alze wanted. SORGE MUSICAL COHAN 1s a great playwright—when he writes | Just as the title now going on at the Knickerbocker, js over- So far as “Forty-five Min-_ woe though {t hud been written at the cor~| if you're silly enough to do that—you | tnno- | co of a prattling child makes you | When any- | " turning on his When he Is shown a newspaper that announces he ts gving to marry an ¢ tuneful numbers falls to the mixed ohorus, a) "Geet Ain't . | & The Evening World Die BOE TRAN SOMETHING BET t BE CAREFOL ae DA, PLEASE! TER GET JHE - DoctoR “THERE HE'S AWAKE now, fli COME. OVER IN THE MORNING AND GEE How HE Thurs BEEN WORAI day, December 5, The ‘Newlyweds. Kg ‘Their Baby Be LOVEY, BABY HAS BEEN SLEEPING ALL DAY] | HELLO!! is THIS DRL > »- FELLOWS ? WELL, COME OVER IMME ED ALL DAY} err ree eee Keer e re ee A By { Albert Payson Terhune. “|1Gdpyrighted, 1907, by George H. Broad- bur: SYNOPSIS oF P! | | SEDING CHAPTERS. | yAbrya Ben: | net. a rich young man whom Horrigan, “the political Boss, ‘has made Mayor, Vetowe, the urs Street Hallway franchise "bill, ‘Horr nd financier named Alwyn loves her 7 bbs. an accomplice of 18 also. suitor for Dalla Phelan, & political enemy of Horrt Rennett tn opposing the Borough Figan plans to DIN over Alwyn's trivate room at the City Hall on the Gay (the Dill comes up, Dallas and Chiy Hall to he | | malasudees: AR | Wrest with, bribery. prove nis ment, he produce 1 Ga: father brought to dlagrace an: by the financier Garriecn under the name | of Thompson, has bern Walnwright’s sec- | retary for nine years, always peeking @ Ohance to avenge his dead’ father. CHAPTER XVII. * (Continved.) Vengeance! | ge Q JOU see Mr. Wainwright,” tn- | Y tervened Bennett, as the sec- Fetary's perit-up rage stran- fled the words in fs ¢hroat, “my guoss- work has a fairly reliable backing.” But Wainwright di] not hear. He still stared, as one hypnotized, into the blazing eyes of the man he had trusted ‘You'ye—you've played me fale he managed to gasp, at length. “You have—— ‘Sure he has!’ cut in Hprrigan. “What'd I tell you last summer, Wain- wright? I said then you were foolish to trust him eo. I eald he'd stand watching. The minute -F{ eet ¢: that lIantern-jJawed, glum face his" — _“Piayed me false!" muttered Wain- wright again, dazed and doubting the evidence of his own senses, “Played you false?" Jeered Thomp- son. “Played YOU false? Why olse did I become your servant? What elso have I been waiting all these horrible years tor? I've sat at your desk and Mstened to your orders, never venturing to say my soul ‘wos my own. Now you'll ls- ten to ME." “Why do you bother with the llttle trattor, Watnwright?” scoffed Horrigan, j But the financier was standing mo- | tlonless, leaning on the table, his fingers spasmodically gripping {ts edge wil knuckles’ grew white, Ridiculously like a cowed prisoner before the bar of jus- tce, he faced hia flory-eyed young jade — Fe Secret Enemy. “They sent for me!’ went on Thomp- ‘non, brokenly, Jerkily, scarce intelligible as the suppressed hatred of a-decade battled for expression. ‘They sent for me. My father had killed himself. My mother lay dead. Stryk down by grief. Our honored ol@ name Was defiled. sy sister waa a pauper. Who had done all this? YOU! Oh, they hushed it up, But I-found out! I found out! And by my murdered father's body I knelt. and ewore I'd pay you for It. I'd pay you tf 1t cost me my life. I would ruin you in name and fortune. As yoy ruined my father, And! then I'd Kil you, as you kiNed him. I'a!"— With an effort that left him haggars and trembling, Thompson forced hini- self to calmer speech and continued: “I answered cyour advertisement for a secretary; "had no experience. Yot out of ninety applicants you chose me, That was fate knew thea cnet of =\than dollare and cents, Fate fought for me. for you. pow I have. made myself necessary obeyed your hardest orders, out ways to please you. I fetched and carried for you. I ran to anticipate your lightest ri satianed, and ‘Let me do that for you, sir, ve for you, sir, any time you wish,’ sir,’ “I must go!" shuddering; ‘‘I can't stand this, I”— fon!" resumed the youth. ‘You took tn testing my honesty and loyalty tn clever ways that you thought I'd never dis: cover, I stood the tests.: Then you trusted me. You fool! As if the fact that I wasn't a orook proved I wasn't your enemy! You could nee no furthe: When 1 didn’t atoal those or sell the market tips you loath }eave me you thought I was Incorrupt- Yble and devoted to your Interests, And All thetime I"'—- “To Kill You!’ "You were listening at the keyhole that day last summer?’ broke tn Hor rigan. ‘“Dhe time I puthed the office door open, and’’— & “Then and always,” answered Thomp- son, “and” he added, his eyes return- ing to Wainwright's, ‘I copied every confidential telegram or letter you sent. I took down in shorthand every private interview of yours. I tracked the checks that completed your deals, aud when they came back from the vauls as vouchers I stole them. I've got proofs, I tell you-PROOFS—of every wish as though I was; Prison, I tell your adoring son. It waa ‘I hope you're | cropped hair and etriped sult. and ‘I am «lad to work over-; groaned Wainwright, I made you think me a pera-° I've secured proofs of every step in this Borough franchise 1 found] bribery. and I've turned them all over to the Mayor here. That evidence will send you to State's Prison! To Btate's you. To a cell, with I'll send Vou to prison. +where you'll break your heart and be branded forever as a conviet. And when your term {s up ®|-while every minute I hadeto Mght hard | I'l be wating for you, and I'll kill Do you hear me, vou fowl entm- ha shouted, ecreaming hysteri- cally and foaming at the mouth in his #bandonment of Insane fury."'I'm going to kill you! To kill you!" CHAPTER XVIII. The Reward. NDER the mantac fury that blazed from Thompson's eyva. Wain- wright shrank back in panic cried the financier, “Don't let tim at mi Wor Thompson seommd about to hurl himaelf on ila fos “Go easy, son!" adjured Phelan, lay- ing a restrainigg hand: on the secre- tary’a shoulder, Tho latter, recalled to himself by‘ the preasure, relaxed his tense, menacing attitude and, with hysterteal revulsion of feeling, sank into a chair, burying his face in his arma on the table before him. “Nine horrible years!” he, sobbed brokenly; ‘nine awful years of slavery, of debasement! Watching—hatins—long— tng—to crush him, and oh, tho time has come, thank God! Thank God!" “You're all in, lad!" muttered Phelan, Another Art-Lesson Cut Out For Young Evening. World-ers. ens | Eaitor, Evening World, P. 0. Box Ls, New, York City." THAT DocTOR CERTAINLY DID GET Him AWAHE!; ges a eases abu rete u acne sures ates oe ss auny suaunaduae sn sauruuaus abl, ® “DT AE NEW MAYOR,”’ Based on George Broadhurst’ s Play, THE MAN OF THE HOUR Ce ot a ot tt ot tC a oat oft Gay I should have you at my feet, a] crooked transaction you have dabbied Tin for nine years. Passing an arm about the shakfhe youth and fting him to his feet. ome with me. I'll eend odt and get you ¢ bracer.”’ “Remember!’’ Thompson, exhausted by his. emo- ona, obeyed mechanically; but at the further door paused for a moment and again fixed his wild, bloodshot eyes on Wainwright's haggard face. “Remember!"" he | threaten: Voice dead and expression|, ‘when you get out of Jail I'H be waiting for [youl And as sure as God's justice lives I'll kit! you as I'd kill @ dog ase years’ waiting and—I'll murde: you as you murdered my‘— | Phelan had forced him over the threshold, and the slamming of the door behind the two acomed to break tho strange spel/ that had fallen on all, Walatvright straightened _islmself, Slancing fearfully about, tried to regain his shaken composure and opened hia mouth to speak. But the hurried en: tranés of Witiums prevented him. “Mr, Horrigan{”™ gasped the oxcited newcomer. ‘I've boen looking, overy- where for you." (To Be Concluded.) SSS serinl pub- Meation in The Evening World next Monday, Dee, 9, Things for Women to Know. Home Hints, el] Creamed Finnan Haddie. OAK the fish 8 or 10 hours in cold water to freshen. Butter a sheet baking van, Jay in the fish, eprinkle with peoper, put on generous bits of butter anit nearly cover with milk, “Bake in fairly quiok oven forty- five minutes to an hour. Take out fish on platter, thicken gravy with one tablespoon each flour and butter blend- ed together, pour over fish and garnish with ‘parsley and slices of lemon. If there 1a more gravy than {s liked on platter, serve in gravyboat. Salad Dressing. NE egg, well beaten, 1 teaspoon salt, 2 teaspoons sugar, little bit of pepper, 3 large mixing ‘spoon- fuls of vinegar, 4 large spoonfuls of cold water, 11-2 axing spoonfuls melted butter, 2 tablespoonfuls flour. [3-4 teaspoon mustard, Stir with « Uttle | water tint! tke Krayy thickening. Str all together and cook in double boller until thick Hke cystard, Cream Puffs. GIL together one cup of water and One-half cup of butter, While boll- | unl smooth, then o ing add one cup of flour, stir fast en cool, add HIB cut-out in the aecond of the series printed for The Evening World three mgs, noy beatin, Str tl amooth [ young readers. 17 $s elven for the purpose of cultivating the power of com- again far apart. position by the suggested attitudes of the objects to be cut out; also, It apout a lespoon of batter to each gives an idea of perspective by the proportionate size of some of the obsects, cake. Bake In qu ° about thirty Avyery pretty and amusing ploture can be made from thin cut-out by taking © minutes. When cool, cut open and fill “white sheet of paper, size 8 by 6-inches, and-pasting down on It the objects with sweetened whipped cream, flavored after cutving them. out and grouping them to sult your own fancy, In regard with vanuia or the ¢ ing (cream? to making a picture, take a pencil and draw in your sketch, whatever you like, One-half cup of suxar, two large toa much as flelds; houses, mounta{na or lawns—in fact, whatever pleases you most. spoons flour, one exw beaten Ught. Pour When’ Antahed give your aubject a suitable title and mail it so “Chileren's thi? into one cup of boiling mille and for three mintiies, stirring, all-the WELL, How 1S HE THIS MORNING 9 By George McManus ¢ i“ » THERE'S BABY, BR, | WonT BE ABLE To SLEEP UNLESS ‘You DO SOMETHING OH, OR HE'S BEEN AWAKE ALL NICHT CAN'T You ‘DO; : SOMETHING TO ° es MAKE HIM 40 To SLEEP? ADVICE 7° LOVERS DON'T EXPECT TOO MUCH. ae HE gir! who is always looking for fuvors {s sure to be unhappy, for she has made the mistake of expecting too much from her friends, Idea that the world owes you a living, for when you find Don't start in with the. that no onerbut yourseif can bring success and happiness into the struggle for existence your disappointment will be great and you will {n all probability turn into a grumbling, complaining woman. Especially ‘at Christmas me fs St a friends, generally greater than the realization, mistake to expect too much from your for. by so duing you court disappoiniment, for your expectations are ‘The girl who expecta too much considers herself abuned and neglected over the aupposed aslights and heartlessneas of | others, and seldom appreciaves the sacrifices which have been made for her. Many a girl has lost her masculine too much, Theatres, candies he pocketbook of the averal , dling and consider the question sanely, | membrance? To Ask Her Father. Dear Betty: Sister, @ young man ask the lady’e father or mother for thelr daugh- ter’s hand? Ask the girl first, then speak to the father or mother. 23 Loves 35. | Dear Betty: my sentor. I'm twenty-three. 1 have some money saved, and am in younger than myself. She thas mo heartbroken. She acts very cool to me eomiétimes. M.A. R. I am afraid the girl is not very much fn love with you. She {s not necessarily too old, though she may consider you too inexperienced to make her happy. Both Too Young. Dear Betty: AB eighteen and am deeply tn love with a young lady of seventeen. I have asked her to keep, company ‘with me,-but she refused, saying she eet a gir! waa too young. I go to business with | her in the morning and sometimes como 'M dead In love with-a girl elght years | a good position. The girl wants mo to} admirer through the habit of expecting nd flowers us a continual proposition are beyond young man, and she who demands constant at- tentiona will find shat her list of admirers 1s sure to diminish. When you find yourself expecting more than you recelye just stop grum: Bhoufd you not dp thankful to receivo the slightest token from 9 ‘friend and be grateful that some one 1s suMclenay {Interested in you to take the time and trouble to send you even a trifling m- home in the even tlow can I win her? TT. C. The young Indy Is right; you are too young for anything serious, Just be friends with her until een both are older and wiser, Two Sisters Love Him. Dear Betty: AS twenty-five and was engaged ‘to ® young’ lady, but haye gradually fallen in Joye with her younger sister. my love for the older girl hus grown cold, and I have stopped paying attention to her. How can I woo the younger alster? Both are in love with me, I know that thelr parents will not lve thefr_consent to the younger te- coming engaged before the older {s married, and as it seems now she bas no prospects of marrying, and a can no longer wait.” | oo You nre in a delicate gosition. Xt you continue your attentions to the younger alster the alder will eee that you love her no longer and will probably breal: the engagement. You can do noth! in @ hurry, 20 you must walt until the | situation adjusts Itself. Perhaps the older girl will in time find another awoetheart. Pietro had as much money as A all’ thelr money Inverted, in apples and Now, who can tell, from the faate green, which fe Plotro, cwhloh i Tony and which fg Glovanni? 3 1 T the end of the day, when the appiw mercoanw nau avid Out (nelr ‘acu, Pletro and Gloyann! together had twice as much as Tony, ‘In the picture we see them aa they bad just started the day's business, with Tony and Gtovanni together had, pelling at the prices sbown.