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| ptage direction.” “Society’’. Kills Faui Armstrong’s Fet “Bulldog.” ‘is a wise author who knows his own play, enin This may have occurred as an after-thought to Mr. Paul Armstrong, who on Saturday night elbowed managers right and left as he led “Society and the Bulldog” to Daly's, where he wrote himself down on the programme as admitting bis “responsibility for the production, the choice of the players and the The responsibility of being the author of this wild eastern play would have ‘been quite enough in itself to rest on Mr. As for the “production Bhanty in N | | f| William Farnum as Bill Farley. you were left in da and which Sherry's in players” wasn't as happy as it might have been. strong but ft manag what } his Genevie rom, ved to be a fortune hu But he prove at he oming to her F: L | febat he tov rT, and would go to work for ) fa thousand ar job to put Gothic trim Mack had the j e architect, and Mt. Neither was 3 erine Proctor a parti Ishe looked very better at beat reward at Genevieve, and w ved * | | primitive woman’ was the funniest thing in th : s some real hur though most of Mr were extremely labored ‘The aut nelety,” ame Pe for sine. ad neither the of If the pen Catherine Proctor a hiteh nor the Fite! Armstrong's weil-taflored shoulders. me doubt as to which was th w York cook while “the choice of the In fact, the Interesting adven- orld Daily Magazine, ! The Evening World Daily Mi EBPPGERHHSE PBF PHPGPE PHO PSGSPSOOHBHOB QERECECHBEESPHESRED ING GHAPTHRS. the fearless author ended in a vou lives disappointment. Mr. Arm-| with nis erratic. brilliant ner, Prot nay 100k like a robber baron,| xeith, in the old family home facing Can likely that Broudway | tral Park, Philly i about to marry Dayne regard him ay one after| Custer, an acknowtelged beauty. His grand ; mm father {n sending Daphne » penrl neckiace thal 1 anager had only kept) {8’ before A Ber wad only kept! to her in her married name, which {a conaid in the A MBN HAVE! ered a tad omen, Philip inaeages the Mis t tact in a Nevada) ness attains of an tnval.d cousin, Mrs was at Fa with oked st, sgered up her lung troubled arc i!- while her oft was a “Ke Keeping the play nolm won the friend- least Interesting to! » own tired of the| loves miners lit father, in, dazed by to report e that was rich " ex- In the A’ gorgeous the neveve to Farley. she did had ren Her spec play Armstrong's efforts In that took his fatal of the CHARL Mr ularly nevieve, though Sherry’s, ined true to step Genevieve suited n fbout when would begin by taking Willam B. fo: “the he ng. There DARNTON. } i ( ) } ! 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IMPORTANT—Write your name and address plainly, and al- For Morning Wear—Patterne Nos. 5,87! and 5,768, 9 rl daughter, Tt had | CHAPTER 11. Turk Beldea, | ga OGAR LE GRAND CUYLOR end his wife, Dorothy Landon Cuyler,| stood In thelr fower-decked suite! of rooms in an upper west side family | The man about him with pression of face, ver mind. murmured hts wife, consol Anal expense | ends it all, tar we lay down |our responsibility; Daphne passes the protection of a husband, and will be free to enjoy rest.’ ir well-ea! not such a position as ld have | | not, dear, nen you | consider how bitterly so- clety is of ereat beauty that ts with- nat Wealth, we have not done to badly Re er what sacrifices an unmarried niece does entail, and t. Edgar octor has not much fortune,” a somew tmorous apline protested, has character, good family | fine forted Aunt Dorothy, buttoning a long glove. “Be- sides, young pair are romantically | Prospects,” ¢ in love." “be Has Millions!” led Mr. Cuyler, “Bel- spon the scene a bit | 4s millions!" | it Mr, Stanley Belden is not a I wish marrying man, Edgar. Moreover, his on is such as to make his at- tentions injurious t any young girl. | “He fairly doted, though, on Daphne's | | beauty,” persisted Mr. Cuyler. “Yes, just as he has doted on every other exceptional beauty seen by him between his insolent youth and bluse age!” frowned Aunt Dorothy. feeling anxiously for the possible escape of a | scolding look at the nape of her neck, | While he fretted on. “If Daphne had really exerted herself} she might possibly have brought him dimpled chin, while above the full, red to the point.” Ups of the gourmet was an unques- | wigar.’’ exclaimed his wife, with an tfonably dyed and waxed mustache @ir of offended dignity, ‘four niece, Dressed with the perfect taste that for- Daphne, is not, thank (od, the type of bids comment, that dyed mustache irl that ‘bring men to the point,’ as | was a veritable soleciam. you vulgarly put it. She iy an un- His mannenjwith women was gravely ds well-bred girl, who has for- courteous, almost courtly, while with niin Grp Boer t-aRR eeaig EMO fen men he Was insolent and cynical. He Pailip Keith her foolishly high soctal divided the entire sex into two parties, ambition, And I am very glad that her| for the present and leave the future on) draperies away to the secret bower Of the men who borrowed from him,and marriage takes her veyond your Mr {the knees of the gods! Turn about.) the bride and her maids, where all the the men who tried to dorrow. People Belden’s unwholesome intluence. 1} dear; let me look you over. You cer- laughing confusion and needless exelte-| who disliked him sat he was Jew!s) greatly prefer that he should be ‘dot- | #inly do your tailor credit, Why, Ed- ment so necessary to a “really truly he was not aid his grandfather Ing’ on the newest Parisian discovery | 8% your back { flat as it was on | wedding was in full blast; where the pag been a peddle hadinot Or uome other sophisticated beauty, our wedding day strenuous and misguided assistance of; stanley Telden, this cultivated pleas- é And, though he pooh-poohed the re- four tty madcap girls made the) ure lover, was the perfect fine flower of | Before the Wedding. re BD satisfaction was evident dressing of the bride an impossibility. | three gen oreannertt “al at ae ni; “And now," continued Mrs. Cuyler, “I i two generations of bankers stood be- | “No, no, Edgar, I will listen to 0 |must run in to Daphne and see, since) The Other Man. liveent that Welden\ who) had\ worked more moans, We could have done 0 | she is determined to wear the veil over| “Oh, Aunt Dorothy! she cried, | with willing hands to earn the money nore for our own iitle Lola, had sne|ner face, whether the maid of honor “make an effort, one more effort, to|for his start in banking and this ved, Ubnecerafave done for your lor the bridegroom ts to lift it."* | marry off your troublesome niece! mensely wealthy wholly idle Belden, | erotics paid. Had a good dowry! “Good heaven, Dorothy, the bride-|Clear those crazy things out of the| whom the world dubbed «entleman an | been added to her looks she might have | groom, of cour: shouted Uncle Cuy-/| room or I shall never be dressed In time | who was persona grata in fign soc [Gone better socially; but as it ie shelter. “The bridegroom lifts the vell, elsc|for the ceremony! And if I am late | places, Though he flouted soc eases the man of her own cho e, a min| the old custom has no significance at| Philip will surely leave the altar to at- and mad» many incursions | | Who has foree, determination and sin-/ all! ‘Tell Daphne so!" lend! some patient and, like a foo! hemia, still he was ever smiled upon, cerity, and who will make his power) “yes—yes, I will, Edgar,” twittered| virgin, I shal be left standing outaide | for was he not a man of mulions, endl felt In the world. So let us be thankful] the wife, and trailed her shining gray the door! So out wit hthem, auntie | unmarried? “YU. 9 ~. The Ag New Ea EK By Clara Morris. c January 20, BPOD ®@ PB BEBHBPBGHBHHHHSH’ Author of “Stage Life,”” ‘A Pasteboard Crown,’ and Others. “Belden’s Sullen Eyes Caught and Noted Her Grace of Motion.’’ | marriage with another man. | Here was Mr Stanley Relden, ant beauty was the power that plans and reshap: In most men | Daphne's was altering all hi Ing his immediate future, such a thing would be Incredible, but ‘) Turk Belden, as his detractors called ~~) him, was not an ordinary man. Self was the god of his {dolatry. His am- bition was to know the taste of every pleasure the world could offer to man, That he might miss no Joy of art or Jands, of many people. For poetry ot high thoughts, expressed in melodtous, flowing words, he had an appreciation as keen as that he felt for the ex- quisite bouquet of rare old wines. Not wholly a carnalist, yet with his great |wealth and refined lcentlousness, he was a sort of modern Sardanapalua A Hint of the Orient. In appearance a very dark man, with a hint of the Ortent in his slow-moving, thick-lidded, dark eyes and heavy nose. His Jaw started all right and square, but tapered rapidly to a pointed, dean- | | By Roy L. McCardell, The day before, Dr. Pallip Keith had| Perhaps eociety had even known, a8 | said: “To-morrow Daphne will be my / did his boon companions, of certain | wife and her beauty will cease to In- | Daser tastes that led him at long in- terest any one but myself" and had) tervals to disappear from all haunts of neant Ww he said, being an open-|decency, and for @ time to plunge alone natured, n-minded man, absolutely |and reckless of danger into the low- without guile or duplicity. on this est depths of vice, where, like swine, all very wedding day, om lower F ave- wallowed in degradation. When he rose |to the surface again and returned to nue, In a great double mansion of |brown stone, whose windows were draped tn fawn silk, and richly screened with lace whose beauty and value} | made {t worthy of a cardinal's wear- | Ing. a man stood looking out whose | whole nature was dominated by the beauty of the girl going gladly to her music, he had trained his eye and ear as carefully as his palate. A Mnguist of parts, he sought his pleasure in many | | more savagely cynical than before, He |srew morosely reserved. proving plans for the Improvement of the ‘stately feather in the old lady's girlish » Bo-|he met his anxious valet, haggard, shaken, worn, he sought his great white both with all the passionate ardor of a lover restored to a beloved mistress, and with renewed zest revelled in the pleasures of @ gentleman A Woman-Worshipper, Next to himself, Stanley Belden most worshipped woman. The tense excite- ment other men found in the pursuit of reat game he found in the pursult of fomale beauty. His taste, though culti- vated, was most catholic. The exquis- {tely modelled slenderness of an amber- hued maid, with long almond eyes of quid darkness, won from him edmira- tion as keen as that he gave to some coronetted, Hebe-like creature with the wild-rose tint in her cheek; and smiling his discreet and meaning smile he had gone triumphant on his contented way through years as full ef golden pleas- ures as @ meadow may be full of golden buttercups. Until one day—a few years ago—he knew the date exactly, for his tortured vanity would not let him forget even the hour in which he first endured a woman's contemptuous laughter. He had changed; ® aullen resentment came Into his eyes. With men he became All forms of excitement he had worn out, save only gambling, and even that was an acquired taste, for his was not the world-forgetting mad passion of the born gambler. So with senses sated he secretly counted himself dead in life. And so blase, embittered, bored. he had early in October gathered a stax party of friends about him on his yacht, the Siren, and returned to America, opening up the old Fifth ave- nue mansion for the winter, and ap- ‘ewport cottage, where he proposed establish his widowed aunt, Mrs. artley Dunham; for though she was very old, she loved society with an un- dying love, and would frivol with the frivolous to her last breath of life; and to act as hostess for her nephew Stanley would indeed be @ large and headgear. The Meeting. And then in one of his blackest moods aphne Cuyler, He had escorted his aunt to a charity banar that evening, and Daphne, hav-1 ing sold everything from her stall, 1908. BHD PEPCPOBEOOBE® st Lynne. Clara Morrts. closed and left ft, strofing through the rooms to eee what other girl deal- ers had still to offer to Belden’s sullen eyes caught her grace of motton. There thing delicately sensuous ewaying of her rounded bh through Belden’s nrind flew the “She walks Mie @ omzter of wnter- Jars’ He had toflowed her peruistenttyend at last, where a baloonted window hed been turned into an alcove by a of encircling tall palms and Diants, their two names hed mured, and the girl, who had her gloves in the interest making, seeing the courtly, tleman bowing before her ly offer of a dare little In the moment of beauty—lo, @ miracle! dull, numb nerves there ry life, of rapture keen to anquistt man's face flushed a dull, dark vein stood out ike a letter “Y" his brow, purplish black and ¢hrobting visibly. He thrust hie Gngers inside his collar and dragged tts pressure from-his throat. Daphne exclaimed: “You are not well, Mr. Belden—will you not sit here be neath the lowered window @ few mo- ments?’ But he muttered some wort of exouse and left the building. leaving the oa tiage and men to await his aunt, and with irregular steps sought his home, ti etlit i i thes H Hil For ran if ! Was dead and am altve again!” He saw very dimly, and, putting up his hand, found his eyes were wet. A Mad Vigil. Once in his own apartment he paced for hours back and forth. Once he saw quite clearly the atup!d beauty of that ox-eyed thing, bought by his gold, who had mocked him five years ago, and for the first time he failed to curse the very thought of her—only shrugged his shoulders contemptuously, and called up the memory of those splendid sapphire- blue eyes, with tiny glints of light ris- ing from their depths as tiny beads and bubbles rush upward through amber wine; called up the picture of the Proud young mouth: counted the hours that myst pass ere he could seo her again and realize every detail of the amazing beauty of this unknown ebtld, whose slender hand had pushed aside the blank, dead years that, like a great stone, had closed him as in a sepulobre Then, suddenty, !n his shaken mind there sprang up an inquiry of such flerce Import as paled his very Nps with fear. Did this restoration to the joy of Mfe mean manhood unqualified, inde- pendent, with freedom to count the world once more the storehouse of his pleasures, or was that moment’s rapture but an episodio ephemera, putting a sharper edge upon his dull hatred for those who secretly fleered at him? Was he once more worthy of his own wor- ship, or would to-morrow see him back gloomy, taciturn at the stupid, joylems routine of pretended Meonse and excess? Once he seized his hat, and, knowtng well the night life of the city at 8 A. M, meant for the moment to put his fate to the touch—but stopped end- denty, sneering, ‘‘Courage does not thrive on woman's scorn! QMfalevolent laughter at my expense to-night would give me the hands of a strangier! I'l! know my fate soon enough; whether bond or freel” And so walked and @reamed epan- eyed, alternately thrilling with repture or chilling with dread, until at early dawn he had cast himself a mo- ment among the cushions of a coush and fallen asleep, to the shocked amage of Anton, who had watted all the night for his master’s summons, (To Be Continued.) Mr. and Mrs. Jarr Discuss and Settle the ‘Sitting Up With a Sich Friend’’ | some women have ft easy in this world, ) time, I can tell you. I do most of the} “You know T didn’t mean you," sn{d nice fellows that have been in the office HR E | 2d Yet to hear them complain and say | work in this house, and what with you | Mr, Jarr, “so why at way? I! for sald Mr, Jarr, “but you! ‘“ T feliows| fe Wasn't worth living you'd think | and the ehildren, and doing this and} know you do the best you can, and 89/don't know them" am in the, ‘at all care and sorrow in this world | ‘oing that, I'm fairly run off my feet.| do I, and, as I w 1 suppose 1 on CHith theviareinicel ffice have pneu-| W88 on thelr shoulders.”” Look at the other people around here | be late to-night, as it fellows," ald Mra, Jerr. An ERE) nonia,” sald Mr. “50 tt ts when people have no oceu | And see how they keep two and three | up with t 0 are Bt seems GHEE & t fr) CH) Jarr very gravely Fation to take up their time, who do | Servants at le: and they not havii “Is id Cie (fee islok Ga on Be as he left home not even read, who have no interests in | half the work there is to do in this : have to sit up with them. 9 | the other morn- life except to eatfand sleep and dres ouse! It's a wonder how I get through Oh, no 1 don these fel- nurses? , | ing. “Of course and pamper their vanity and wo t. Everybody says that! But 1 won « “On, ves," sald Mr, Jarr “but they | | they haven't {t over imaginary troubles,” said Mr. Jar complain, I'l keep at it till I break then, I know want their friend around then ; they very bad, only) “If you mean me by those slurs,""} lown, and then maybe you'll be sorr: ler are just sitting up themselves. | | ignt attacks — sald Mrs, Jarr, “you are very m hat you 5) ou did about me How can you sit up wilh three sick} sul it's my turn) mistaken, I have plenty to take up my ‘sitting in idleness! ‘it isn’ npkins; its lows, | men; 1s {t a hospital?” asked Mrs. Jarr, to sit up with ne seperate SP avon Macias | them and Hin z e FE t I di ? | Mable to bo ey, i Ss myo a nat" Have You Tried The New Fruits From West Indie “Who came and sat up with you were sick? asked Mrs. Jarr. | when y i that’s what you “You are an old softy, | are. Anybody can impose on you!’ “Ol, well, you see," answered Mr, Jarr. “I wasn't very sick, just a little cold that passed away as It came.” “Yes, It passed away as It came with, | me losing three nights sleep and not Ja chance to close my eyes or take a | nap in the daytime like some women, do!" remarked Mrs, Jarr with more asperity. | “It's no wonder Mrs, Stryver can look so well. She, with her six servante to | wait on her, and she doesn’t even have to button her own boots! Or for Mrs. Kitungly, for that matter, who has a maid at her elbow, and who never gets up ull noon, and then has her face massaged for an hour." “Who, the maid?" asked Mr. Jarr, “No, not the maid!" replied Mra dare. “You know who I mean well @mough—that Mrs. Kittingly. Well, ’ Jack Fruit. When cut through full of Mammee Appie. ile fs about the size of a mangold wurzel, and {ts entiry length it is found to be pips, which, when roasted, are very much like al- monds in flavor, The jack tree belongs to the breadfrult family.—From Lendon Sphere, looks very much ike a big potato not only in shape but also in color. It can be eaten raw as a fruit and tt also makes excellent jam. A spirituous Uquer ts distilled rom the flowers, C is shaped Mike a marrow Miaangosteen. | HLs is ] ota a white juicy pulp of a delicate ewoet and | acid flavor. There 1s only one tree in the West In- ies. but {t could be grown as the soll is favorable. a reddish-brown fruit about the size apple, having @ thick fleshy rind a Gag. suspiciously. “Certainly not,” eaid Mr. Jarr, “They all Ive together, I think—keep bache- lor’s hall—they’re not married.” “Young snips?" suggested Mrs. Jarr. “Well,” said Mr. Jarr, shaking his head, “they are young, but they are not snips. They feel bad I haven't been to see them, so I promised to come to-night.” ou think {t will cheer them up. eh?” said Mrs, Jarr. ‘You will keep the invalids amused; you will give them medicine?" “Well—er—yes, mered Mr. Jarr, “You can’t fool me, Mr, Jarr,” re- marked the good lady. ‘The way you'll amuse them will be to let them win your money from you at cards, And the medicine you'll give them! Huh, well I know what kind of medicine that be! Three young men ll with )seumonta! Three young men I do not’ know! Three office mates I never heard Maybe you do not know that Mz, tangle told his wife the same story ibout tomight yesterday, and she waa oollsh enough to believe tt!" “Oh, well, {f you are going to object © my doing @ charitable thing"W— bee gan Mr. Jarr, ‘I do not!" snapped Mrs, Jeary “And the most charitable thing you can do is to come home when your work lg I suppose eo!” stam- rough, Come right home. Do yor hear? If you do not come home, 1'll Kuow the reason why!" "Oh, all right, all right!" said aor, Jarr hervously And a6 be walked to the subway the dies 19 08 own on Mir. angie’ prematureness would have