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The Evening World Daily Magazine, Friday, January 31, é Copyrighted, 1971, by Clera Morris.) BYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. Philip Keith, a clever, seifish ye New York doctor, “merriat ‘Daphne | ¢ a Roted beamy. Other n hold are Philip's « Prof, Keith, and this, and also knows | trying to carry on | Boclety less Wan 0: Giasvlute multi-r her marr Daptine for a me anke Philip ut he refuses 0: busy, Relden where the rest In. them) menta own tab) CHAPTER VI. (Continued.) Belden Returns. E was at his stately, courte ee he entertained his § while Mrs. Dunham, splendid tive green sik and much ecri ace, A rat in ‘giriiah het of straw with pi roses: @owning her snowy water waves. ¢x looks of amazement and fn changed @ulry with Wille Wyatt, wondering who | the lovely stranger really was and where she caine from. But Wyatt, who) was quick a¢ putting this and that to- @xther, looked long at tho intense Saar | phire blue of Daphne's eyes, and re-/ SOD OOD ODDO OC O00000000000000 N The New East Lynne By Clara Morris Author of “Stage Life,” “A Pasteboard Crown,” and others. vier. You can't possioly ‘be'-— But, Daphne, with eager face and vo.ce, broke in: “Oh, then are Antoinette, grand- a North wchool chum and andsome bridesmaid! I know you In Grandaunt loved you wo! Bhe ‘a little miniature of you In a Kei, and your was braided Good | earth or im heaven above cou force) him to accept mauve ones, In that Way you may always tell one from the other." “Well,” said Mrs, Dunham, ‘my color {a creen in every possible shade; sa: or olive, or emerald, or willow. When I was young I was devoted to Nile or water green. How one does cling to one's favorite color!" “Alas,” smiled Daphne, ‘‘T can't cling to my best loved oolor, because I be eve it to be as much a@ lost secret pu-de-Roi of Sevres. ed no gown of tt myelf, rs and grasdmvthor’s time, om pink, in satin and silk held to be the acme of fashion; ‘Savannah! Dunham, hy, I was first Dridesmaid to Duyi Baird when she married a C: exclaimed “Lawtons—Cuylers ad, basket braids quite wonderfully 4 all your own!" And You? You Are— ?” OH MR MUTT! IT WISH-T CouLD SAI HAVE my PICTURE TAKEN, THERE ! yale FINISHED! AND OH! IT OM SKARON TOO EXPENSIVE! HE CHARCES "60 A dozen! HUH! COME WITH ME! 1 KNOW THE BEST PORTRAIT PAINTER IN THE woRLD! NOW IF MR MUTT The Million-Dollar Kid . w& o& WE WERE JUST THINKING OF HAVING MY PICTURE TAKEN, BUT IT'S Too EXPENSIVE! HELLO, SU most SuRELY! DELIGHTED! PORTRAIT IN MR. CHAISE, ILL CIVE You #5000 To PainT THIS Youn LADY'S By R. W. Taylor THE MILLION DOLLAR Kip! | Dot Mme. Tetrazzini’s Taiks to Girls on' Musical Topics DOOOQODOODOOOOOHY ; oct Talk No. 6. |The Appreciative Attitude and the Criti- cal Attitude. ; } By Mme. Getrazzini. HHERE is nothing so bene- ficial to the young artist as the kindly and just criticism of a person who knows, and nothing so stimulating as his praise. Among my most priceless posses- sions I treasure the words of en- couragement given me by Patti and Sembrich, those wonderful artists, when I was beginning my career. Mme. Patti is a splendid example of the many-sidedness necessary to artistic perfection. Her wonderful voice was always supplemented by complete knowledge of the art of LTETRAZSZINIG singing, and her mastery of languages and of different fields of art made her not only a great artist, but a most interesting woman. To hear an artist of this kind is one of the most profitable parts of a musical education, But there are two ways of listening to einging: There is the appreciative way and the entirely critical way, and the beginner usually tries to ehow her knowledge by her intensely critical attitude, The older you become fn your art the more readily you will be alble to appreciate and learn from the singers you hear on the opera. or concert curt, cabied order} coartie in ec etoe ; 9 Nese eine apiets Crak gcndin |p Seca oS Cuneta ae eared [vaseccesoytece FLATTERS WILL EXCUSE US | party, “For Goda sake, no vue eet | ee resid aiternaje days, on a VEC UNG Uy You ARE stage, The greatest and the humblest of singers can teach you something, Me cieagtant aoclal\carclelotiheritimeland|(unnarn | Bee ener geaeey . | Recently. a young woman who start-/ ol ts a sure eign that the vooal cords F piace there are few things more ye canbe tas 3 a SPEAKING \ea her vocal career as a contralto has,;have been stretched beyond their nat- cesstt | CZ 1 limits, and only on * poaious chan the necessity of extending |“! Daphne Cuyler Kcett LIKENESS! |eung the most difficult of Wasnerian| ural ie Ges GY Cae ‘thing cae tm courtesy to an outsider, whose beauty, | Hal imag CRITE CARS WOE soprano parts. Her high notes, it is|cure this; that !s absolute rest raiavei/ aaa bresdliig puae folnMUBhe WO) cere ee oy cess witha tollele: of |true, were not the high nofes of /foma time and then ‘uginuing the Spee VanVahisuzasves codtaide) the tikglo |e cen ear cividi per: Hani 6h | natural soprano voice, but the’care and|study of the voice, first singing with Bisnley || meooyee ance LEAS tes the perfection with which each high|the mouth closed and relying entirely note was attacked was wor! oflon very gentle breath pressure for the } @rcle drawn about wat set > Beléen's will was his aunts law, it 8) true, but many of us obey tie law with- eut boving it and Mre, Hartley Dun jam had yielded with a distinetly chili- dog qruce to her nephew s strange whim for entertaining some mere doctor's| wite But the distinction of Mrs. Keith's bearing, more even than her unusual beauty, had somewhat reduced tie frostinass of Mrs, Dunham's welcome, and on the piagze at Claromont when at the arvival of the tea equinaxe Daphne had made e little deprecatung gesture toward the elder woman ale bad greciously announced: Rapture! “My hands have lost some of their mteadiness and my nepliew Belden can't endure the rattling of the cups. 00 pray, Mra. Keith, make our toa for us.” Belden seemed wrapt in dreamy rap- cure; to his very finger Ups he was con- ecious of Daphne's nearness. Her usual manner was ene of proud melancholy; today glints of light were rining in her qyes from sheer pleasure, A new vivao- fay im ber expremion wos like a now abesm to bis adoring eyes. Wyatt, watching bim, saw and read even his qlaiming smile, and a little sneer of sompreiension came upon his mouth, a \ ea that slowly faded as in turn he |. etedied Daphne and, suddenly shaking Bis monocle from his eye, he muttered | ,»~ beneath his mustache, ‘Belden’s Water- feo, by Jove!” The chat, feather light, had turned pon colors, end Mra Dunham was f maying “T can't understand how Prin- {, esse Alexandra can so successfully wear | Mauve. She ts a blue-eyed woman, too, | end the color kills all the healthy pink finte of one’s flesh, leaving most people es yellow es saffron.” “Mauve, meuve?” anid Belden. “Why | @hould not the Princess wear it suc- eessfuly? I am sure it is 0 most delt- | gate and lovely tint! “abi” cried Daphne, “you are caught | \ | i i ‘xtpoing once, Mr. Belden. You have fn mind the faint pinkish lavender color five call mauve. The Princess weirs the Woyal purple that the English justly, I | pelieve, name mauve, and she must pos- oe an exquisite complexion to dare The Color Scheme. { “Well.” inquired Wyatt mourntully, YT tke to know how a fellow tell @evender and mauve apart? ‘Very easily," laughed Daphne, “A , Gentleman might be induced to wear imvender trousers, but no power on ‘8, exclaiming: My chum Daphne Baint's niece) Oh, my dear, my dear! grand- Suddenly a memory came to Belden, The picture of Lis mother was painted tn a gown of that very peach=b:ussom color Daphne had spoken of. He saw {3 chance, and in rising from the table said “aunt Wunham, we must coax Mrs Keltt. to come to luncheon some day goon, to see if mother's painted gown '!s not of the true peach: blossom pink.” And Aunt Dunham saved herself a very ad quarter~wf-an-hour, by the hearty approval of the suggestion—| for Ler nephew had teen well aware of that chilly first greeting of his guest. Ar they rolled impressively ward Daphne turned grateful jen, saying: ‘ou have given mea delightful af- ternoon! Yet I way un«rateful enough to be vexed with the doctor, because he had made the engagement with my knowledge or consent.” “Yes, it was a bit autocratic, but 1 could not quarrel with my own goot Yuck. I invited him, but be declined, Gaid the Griva would cover his after- noon office hours, or something. Daphne smiled @ little slow smile A Revelation, “No.” she sald; ‘Tis afternoon office hours are not so long as that, but he may be preparing some contribution to medical Hterature. It took me a long Ketth was absorbed in his own life; For a long time I hoped to prevatl on except on our hats, so get over him to take some slight interest !n so- tr cial life, tut he can’t be detached even day girlies with a big G |temporartly from the scientific interaste | Very nature, It la a About these brain monopolizers and the foods they've been handing out to the | merry that enter into dit hard on a wife socially inclined, yet there 1s nothing so nobly becoming to a! man am work''— she ended loyally. Even ae she epoke they care wheel- straight in the face of a Joctor's DUEBY, | ¢ and in it, sitting well back In a corner, | } with the reine held joosely {n one hand sat Dr, Ketth, with laughter on his! face, while Olive Marr sat at his side, | crazy to hit coffin natls, or who didn’t | >, talking fourteen to the dozen and gos- | ~ ticulating, as was her manner. | Belden salted with his whip. A! shrill “Oh!" escaped Ove Marr's lipe— but Daphne, with haughty head held | high, stared straight forward. | “I-er—I said that we would drive | aver on Long Islend,” murmured Bel- jen. | “So I percetve,” answered Daphne | drily, and spoke no more, (To Be Continued.) He Doesn't Love Her. Dear Betty: HAVE known a young man for six months who has been rather atten- tive to me and called on me twice. He sent me a very pretty New Year's card, but he has never told me thnt he loved me. Do you think he returns my love? G. M. O. Two calls in six months don’t intimate | that the young man cares for you very Don't appear too eager he seriously. his love, as probably has nothing more than a ndly feeling for you, She Is Right. Dear Betty: AM _ ninet . and for the last months have been keeping com- pany with a girl one year my senior. Last week she went back on me. I was angry at what she «id, but she told me she could do as she liked as long as wo were not engaged. he tells me she still loves me, and I till love her, wrong” for four LK TTY VINCENTS 105 COURISHIP: Ia ahe right and am I{ | | SY TADRIAGE. ‘The young lady ts perfectly right You have no right to question her be- | havior unless you are engaged to her. However, if ahe really loved you I thinic she would adhere to your wishes in ! the matter and try te please you. | His People Object. | Dear Bett | AM eighteen and am keeping com- | pany with a young man two years my senior, I think a great deal of and I guess he thinks as muc! of me. But his people don’t seem to care for me, My friends tell me that if we | were ever married his mother would j interfere and make us both very un- ‘happy. Do you think so? E.G.M. Do not marry the young man unti! | you have overcome his parents’ objec- | Hons. You ale too young to marry now and probably when you are old enough to ma that Is, twenty-three or four, |his parents will no longer object to | }you. I think they would make you both unhappy if you married the young may poe we & or By Joseph A. Flynn, “] Fwe're po) be leve overy- see in the papers af present, lovely woman Is not the angel we always thought she was," I remarked to) Tess at breakfast morning, meanwhile trying to peel en exe. “Well, vou want to forget that ‘angel’ dope right time to realize how completely Dr. away," Tess replied. “We never framed and have no wings, a every- as angels owble, We're just oniinany, “Don't cet me In wrong. I've read villagers lately, especially the jawful crime of wearing our bonnets in| ohurch and kee; jing who drop the wooden nickels tn ing about a curve in the park driveway pociet, ie ing the pastor from see- I read the scream. too, about maidens who drive nervous 3 to the brass rail on the corner from weary meals. “Did you ever meet a girlie who was thing we} DOO0CCDD000D0D 000000000000 0000000; | | know a Me from the real thing? I ese not. Now stop annoying thet hen fruit for a minute and give me @ sten. You've read all these home- runs atvout Neughty Henrietta, but dia you ever start your think factory work- ing as to the reason for al! thie racket? You know there's a reason for every- hing, as Mra, Starve-em said last nisht when she put thet new cash cumomer at the head of the table. “Just think ft over. If we girlles are all the horrible horribles these wise garabos say we ere, why don't they give us the go-by? Thet's the candy. Jere’s the answer; They can’t. “We've made such a splash lately that you fellows are just beginning to DOOODOOO: mt up and take notice. We're just the same to-day as the girlie you read avout in the book who hopped out of the top window into Sir Reggie's arms thousand years ago, Boys are taking girtles to swell shows every night and noisy meals afterwards, just the same as ever; only nowadays we don’t walt for some lonesome Harry, with no- where else to go, to invite us out for a! walk around the block and « pike in te candy window, If we feel like it we go ournelves, ‘This stuff in the papers reminds me of a team we had here last winter. He was one of the four corners of the Grouchy Club. She wae a Httle laugh- ing @ollie with auburn locks, all her } own, toc, and the best I ever saw, though it’s not as long as mine. Every (ime they met at the table there was @n argument, and always about women. “He said we were no good, would never be any good, and if we didn't | have the padded shoulders of Harry to lean on we'd be making carpets in the queer factory. She was 4n pretty soft on that ne of gab because she made her money teaching school. “He put us on the pan for three meals ®@ day and saki Adam must have been weak-minded when he coughed up a good rib just to have somebody to talk to. ‘Dollie always came back with a strong crack about leaving the girlies alone if he didn’t Ike them. She told Canned Peach Recipes. P BACH BALAD—Drain the peaches and wipe each one dry. Arrange on white lettuce and put @ lfttle mayonnaise in the heart of each one add a Little whipped cream to this, {f you have it PEHACH MELBA-—Simmer the peaches in thick syrep; drain them and arrange on plates. and top with a maraschino or candied cherry. \ round of stale sponge cake. Make @ quart of vanilla ice cream; heap each peach fuil Or, stand each peach first on PPACH SHORTCAKE—Drain the peaches and slice them as thoug’ resh; make a two-layer cake, put the peaches in and on top; m.—Harper’s Bazar. serve with le Has a Good Friend in Queerim. him to walk on the other side of the street and let us sell our own papers, but he kept right on. i “He must have escaped from some college, for he wes always there with tongue twisters which sometimes put her up @ tree, but was a wise girllé and got square on him jn the! end.” she “How?” I asked tn wonderment, reaching for a ripe biscuit ’ playing a practical joke on him some evening?” “Well, I ‘don't know whether you'd | call it joke or not, 'e3s replied, | counting the remaining’ lumps of sug in the bowl, “But married him | afterwards,” By Wyncie King! HELLO BILL, Hows THE WIFE AND BABIES 2 | emsentiany stmple it | Nttle gathered frill closest attention and admiration and defied criticism. Hearing the smaller singers, the be- sinners, who are eti!l struggling with should awaken in the heart fgent listener not contemp- riticism, but should be one of realizing one’s own vocal 4 thelr art, of tho Inte tuous means fects and the possible ways of over- coming them. There are bad singing teachers, of course, but often the pupils are worse jand will not Isten to advice. The |iange and shrieking voice usually be- jongs to this type of pupll, for it ts easier to force the volce when the temperament is robust and the vocal cords equally strong than it ts to gen tly and quietly learn the correct and natural position in voice placement. and {t {s easier to make a noise as best you can than to intelligently use the Aifferent resonance cavities the blending of the perfect tone, ‘Another fault severely criticised by our youthful singer 1s a Inck of cor- for production of the sound. The pup!l suffering, from tremolo er even a very strong vibrato must have courage to stop at once, and to forego having a big volce. After all the most beautiful votces in the world are not necessurily the biggest voices, and cer- ya mole !s about the worst fault a singer can have. But that, Mke almost any other vocal defect, can be cured by persistent effort of the right kind. In ainging in public, as well ag im practising, the singer must stand #0 that the body will be perfectly and firmly poised. One should also stand in such position comfortably to be able to inhale and control a large breath, to allow the throat absohite freedom, with the head suffictently raised to let the inflowing alr pene- te all the resonance cavities. The great thing to avold ts stiffness or discomfort of any kind tn the pose At the same time one must have a gra- clous alr and, while feeling perfectly rect pronunciation or diction. It 1s only after the votce Is perfectly con- trolled that the lps and tongue can funotion freely for the pronunciation of syllables. While the voice is in what might be called a state of ferment the! singer {8 only anxtous to produce tones, | and diction sips by the wayside. ‘The | appreciative Ustener should be able to | know whether a lack of iction on the ingers part means immaturity or simply slovenliness. Another grave favit in volce produc- ton {s the tremolo. It ts the ambitious singer, the singer who forces a small, Hght organ to do ih work, whe develops the tremolo. ‘em solidly polsed on the feet, must make the tmpression of a certain Mghtness and freedom from all bodily restraint. I have not meant in these mort ar- icles to give you anything but e very general {Wen of the sallent points of the art of ging, for art {s long and Ife is short, and there fs always something now and interesting to learn, and, after ull, eaeh one must do the real wort he ne road 1s full of @le- irage and hardships, but to thleve suc to be able to sing whether for the public or for the home 1s worth all the trouble one can And so I wish you all success, cirel take. HE little frock alt that 1s sim- ply gathered and joined to a yoke is always a favorite one. This model 1s daintiness itself and can be made from plain material or from flouncing, or can de finished with a hemstitched edge, eo that while it ts alao can be made in many obarming and attractive ways. The round yoke with the 1s becoming to most children, but there a chotce allowed that or the of | aquare one, and the sleeves can be made either long or short. In this case fine white batiste is made with a yoke of inserted tucking und frill of em- broidery. | ‘The quantity of matertal required for the medium eize (two years) 1s 2 8-4 yards M, 21-4 yards 82 or 15-8 yards 4 linches wide, with 3-8 | yard 18 inches wide | tor the yoke, 1 1-2 | yards of embroldery for the frill, or & | yards of flouncing 2 inches wide, with Child’s Yo! 8-8 yard of all-over embroidery and 1-2 yard Pattern No. 6892 ts cut in sizes for of age. Call or send by mat! How to 3 TON FASHION BUREAU,» Obtain These Patterns ways apecity size wanted. 0 THE York. Send ten cents in coin or stamps for each pattern orders IMPORTANT—Write your name and address plainly, and el > SR Rte owrerenmnen se ee ke Dress-—Pattorn No. 5892, of plain material 33 inches wide, children of 6 months, 1, § and 4 years EVENING WORLD MAY MAN- o, 21 West Twenty-third street, New