The evening world. Newspaper, March 18, 1908, Page 13

| The Evening World Daily Magazine, Wednesday, IE LUSTIGE WITW “DT Ostseite. That {s to say, Prince on the east side just be meet on friendly ter: Brian and Mr. Cha where flows IS 8 er imagine f 5 Kos HE NEW East Side “Merry Widow” the Joiltzst Yet. hat el “The Merry Wido' ne feine Dame als Prinz w Third avenue and in both directic 4 moment that be a prince they have only to go to the Orphen Cohcert G Fraulein Thury to learn dua! ihely imagination ovating It is somewhat su ng f urse, to note this mixed as ¥« If wh Th a floulty about the part, sho explained and that was the musinche that went with f2 “by permission of Mr. Henry W. Savage.” She was obliged to cut th | Fri. Thury as Prince Danilo. ache, for it got into her votce and ] Fri. Tilly as the Merry Widow terfered with her range. Nothing led her now but her German Which, she confessed, was a trite to the goulash because of an Inborn taste Wor the Hungarian etyle of language. You may have guessed from the opening paragraph of this critical review Bhat “Nie Merry Widow" at the Orpheum !s as German as beer. Moreover you pet the unexpurgnted edition of fwaiteing When baron's naughty fr Ber answer to her lover: “I am a re- Bpectadle woman.” Bowing low he says: PE apologire—I 't know that.” 1 Tals bro screams of laughter Pest night from an audience that in- @uded Mr. Otto Gorttz, who seemed to fwelcome che change from Metropolitan Opera-House grandeur to Thim avenue @implicity, There was nothing preten- fous about the production, but it more fan made up in spirit what ft lacked in fhe waiters che waits didn’t seem long. Pm fact midnight arrived an hour ahead Weve repeated tts order severn! times. (And of course once wasn’t enough when f came to the waltz, Fraulein Tilly, the polly widow of the merry cast, was a but etty big arnful for the Prince, ‘auloin Thury, who acted lke « naugh- fy youngster on a lark, bore up like a man and denced ke one as well. Frau- Bein ‘Tilly's voice came out nobly in the wv! song, and the other singers Backed her up aplendidly. Frau Gerold filled the role of the baron’ wife to everfowing, and Herr Salger, an @0- @entric comediin who used to be the @egnt of the Second Avenue Orpheum. was ns funny as he looked in the part @f the messenger. When he turned on ho full power of his volce he sounded Bike a subway train paying {ts respects to wredit for the excellent little production, paw tn Vienna but The pleasure w ta sign of smoke about Fraulein and she was very happy There had Leen only one dif was) the Viennese operetta that roa habit without Guestion, it may seem, ou can smoke up as much as you can’t smoke down we had a tenor on the jc oughtless person nury, prince. gives up her fan, If. Mr. mine, M arch 18 1908 an state of accepUng but if you hay strange they're not like tenors. ” you ! der " has a perfect lady for a Thirteenth street Donald takes a man to len aud see into to have any questions to ask, a German press agent from Ireland is righ to answer them explained the German-Irisn “no tenor’s voice can live in tobacco smoke, and #o we had to get a lady for the part of the Prince. How about smoked sopranos? Weil, a soprano. and some lighted a cigarette 8 volce was exposed, we'd have to close show. Now, you could pul a pipe on Miss Thury—Fraulein Thury. I should say—avithout affecting her votce in the least. By the way, bring along your cigar and meet Miss—Fraulein Kelly—no, Thury—won't you?” There to Herr Salzer as Njegus. the new tunnel. copied from the original, has set the town the husband reads To him belongs the which he The Orpheum's “Merry Widow” is the jJolMest yet, and not the least bit CHARLES, DARNTON. —————+-4+-—____ Beushty. “M Rarest of Al INE ts the rarest of all trades,” of instruments of torture. I suj said an Englishman, and China, yellow men are bleeding and how | Trades. ppose that at this moment “Tam a mak in Siam g in the clutch of ma- whines of my make. For aeventeen years, in Birmingham, my home, I have beon f@orning out racks, hair and nat! Grawers, wearing trons, bone breakers, and what not. Sestruments of tor ferivances are v By clockwork that costs $500, and ingenious ‘There's a. costly Biamese. May HE plain outing shirt is one that te well liked by qmost men. 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Outing ¢ Call or send by mail to TH VON FASHION BURBA Thene Patterns. ways spectfy size wanted. ire from Birmingham for generations, eeeanenesenaceece sesasseneasensneeeseens Manton’s Daily Fashions. thumbscrews, skinners, needle bed: Siam and China have bought their Some of these con- There's a water dropper which works ut that's too horrible to talk about fhe Chinese instruments, by the way, are a million times crueler than the Shirt—Pattern No. 5916. EVENING WORLD MAY MAN- , No, 2 West Twenty-third street, New York. Send ten cents in coin or stamps for each pattern ordered IMPORTANT—Write your name and address plainly, amt al- APADASDSE | o It’s Somethin’ Fierce, Frankie! 1 KINO O° LiKE Your LOOKS, YOUNG LADY! MANICURING IVE WAITED TWO Hours Now! TLL HAVE To ORDER & SAND WICH ! GUESS N gets awtul fresh with us, Ana then if we put up a fuss They tell the manager—and cuss! somethin’ fierce, Frankie! YOU HAVE BEAUTIFUL Eves, miss! ee HER FELLER AINT GOIN’ To SHOW uP! The cther cay | made a date To meet a friend at half past eight; He never showed—just let me wait! It'e somethin’ fierce, Frankle! of course ut MANICURING By R. W. Taylor : OH, AINT YOU AwFut ! if some one's awful nice | We never think about it twice | bein’ fresh That ain't so fierce, Frankie! His rie came =t cut no Ice! OH! DID 1 HURT Your FINGER? | rouna to apologize (The nerve of some o’ these here guys!) 1 cut his hand—guess | ain't wise! It's somethin’ fierce, Frankie! DOOCOCOCSOCOOCH & Buffalo Bill’s New Tales of the Plains 3 COOOOOOOOCOOOCOOOEOOOOOCOSOOOOOGONOCOOOOCOCIOOOQOOA SOOCCO000 Reo No. ha The F Fight Rune areas tt # ElephantRock | T segs feces HIS ts the arly forgotten— the south end ¢ Beaver Valley in the winter of 8, Major - Ger Sugene A. Carr as $n command, of the bray wisest Indian ters who ever MP Coby tved, 1 am proud thar he vuce spoke of me as his friend | and that he trusted me. A big war party of ‘doz (fanatical renegades collec st, soldiar: d from a COOSOC OOOO COOSOOOOOOOOOOOOOCOGOODO0ORE ne OOCOCCOCOOCKHIO the whole district. Thetr atrocttles were] ‘A Mgure with apparently a red cai at last 6o great that Carr had orders to | rose slowly on the jilll For an tn co after them and never to let up inj stant it puzzled me, as it wore th his pursut till they were crushed. buckskin and had long hair, but on For months we followed them, and|ing the horse I recognized that It w: caught up with them at Inst near Mle-| Cody's Powder Face, and saw that phant Rock, Coming upon thelr fresh | the rider was ‘Buffalo Bill’ without his trail there, Carr went into camp, sen¢ broadbrimmed sombrero, n closer in- Ing an advance force of skirmishers nr ection I saw his head was swathed ler Lieut. Ward to locate the enemy. 1/{n a bloody handkerchief. His hat had acted as guide to the skirmishers, Werl| peen shot off, the bullet uloughing his sent me on in a@ line parallel to his|«calp badly for about five Inches. It own, and unexpectedly came up with| had ridged along the bone and was s0 large a force of Indians that hewas| \\eeding profusely—a very close call, almost cut off before Carr with rein- forcements could get to his relief. quick battle sent the Indians scattering but a lucky one. “I took the gall Next day the ohase kept up, the say-| Republican River and up ages making a gallant running fight of | the south side, were the t. This sort of thing continued three | every direction after dr t Elephant Rock | | days. All that time, the saddle. The rest of the adventure I am going dozen different tribes) were were making themselves out and a danger to almost, 1 was !n Then came the climax. deal of plunder. the distant hill, lop and ran dians for twolve miles and across the the In- the bluffs on ered In ing a good We could see them on but could hem under the cfroumstances, not cate! with- necessary pursult of the defiant foe As: the country was infested with Indian and it was fifty miles to the neares: supply point, Fort Kearny, on cons! tatlon wi he decided it woul be best to undertake the job himself of going for supplies. "I gave him the best horse tn the out fit, and when twilight arrived he startec after is hend a little, bring relief and meet at a point northwest about a day's march “These the moat definit: directions any scout got in the trapkles wastes in those days, and the faithfu fulfllment of them showed the pec sixth sense or acumen possessed t scouts like Cody patching up to were about | “cody, returning, reached us safels | making a successful ride of fifty milr during the night, arriving at Fort Kear Jny at daylight. He had chased an | fought Indians all day, been wounded | to quote from Gen. Carr's own official | jut meane of some counter strategic | and superintended the loading of sup- |account of the affair. He wrote: sunning, so we went back and camped | plies “The Indians had got into four ra north of the Republican. The advance And when, through his rare fr * vines, which headed near the trall, two ard had been relle the Indians | Instinct, he reached us, he had on each side. Babcock dismounted hi everely punt: 1, with a loss n our | almost stantly in the saddle ff men and formed th ide of but four or five killed and few | forty hours: Pretty strenuous wor stood the Indians IT sent Lieut wounded; t. 3, with Babcock's horse | Bradley with the next company to open wounded and Cody's narrow escape as aiselnomicns oe eee ie communications, and the Indiana, sup # resulting casualties. application posing the whole command was coming,| “The object of the campaign was} Teor cach number Went on ag before, Reaching the scene, | nearly accomplished, but our greatest| Iaion Departmen we could see the Indians scattering 1 ed was supplies? which the hot tral! | veld. vad sidetracked In the excitement of a retreat. | By Margaret Hubbard Ayer HE Evening World subject, Tii WOMAN WITH THE MAS) who Is being treated for emaci tion and premature nervous breakdo 1s gaining dally and begins to feel «i Luinctly encouraged. “I thought at first,” sald THE WO) |AN WITH THE MASK, “that th |change of diet and all the different ex ercises and things T have to do durin | the day would quite wear me out, bu I find, on the contrary, that the di agrees with me, and I feel better an stronger already, I am immensely i terested in the breathing tests. This i the first time that T have really unde stood What a good, deep breath mea and how necessary it was to use one Tungs !f one wants to be good lo0:: ing." ‘The photograph presents the WOMA* WITH THE MASK at the close of on of her dajly massage treatments, just her hands are being rubbed with oliv ol], Had whe not been a vegetaria: scented lard would have been used [0 this purpose, as the skin absorbs li: faster than anything else. But oli oll ts pleasanter to use, and int) case was, of course, insisted on. | Supply and Demand, AYSIDE WILLIAM (the tramp- Weary, did ye notice by th’ pa- pers that thousan's of men was going back to work? Weary Wigxles—Well thing for our bizness. “How so." “Me reduces competition.”"—Dlustrated Mau. | that'll be a goo @ The Muckrakers. Ida Tarbell, Thomas W. Lawson, Samuel financial, industrial and bustnoss muck Maxim Gorky, Jack London, Upton Sinclar, itterary INCOLN Steffens, Charles E. Russell, Cleveland Mofte(t, rakers Bawin Markham, poetio raker of the muck of poverty. Fugene Hiweins, artist, who muckrakes with paint rakers of pollt! Hopkins Adame, rakers of el POOQOQDIDODGVOSOOOS’ ODOONL When I left the WOMAN WITH TH! [ MASK this morning she had a volume called “‘Menttculture,”” by Fletcher, in | hand and has promised to system | attcally to overcome her inveterate ten lency to worry In the Saturday Met of the WOMAN WI Evening World the H THE MASK be described at length and her rogress in weight and measurement recorded ——— Not So Bad as It Seemed. AY tly erica 4 recen walking tour of Ire and in com pany with his daughter ca pon a white-halred old woman sitting n front of a cabin surrounded by som. | poor Uttle sticks of furniture and a fowl or two. An eviction!” suid the daughter, The father said nothing rich in sympathy as he {8 in dollars he | made @ five pound note into a wad and | ed It Into the old woman's hand. Now,” sald he, “tell me what ts the ater?” Sure, air,” sald the old woman, paus me ould man's hs Companion « in her curtseying whitewashing."—You' To Balance HY does a dog hang bis tong out of je mouth?’ asked “W the teacher. “Yes, my boy? 1 the visitor from the school board sright-looking lad who held uy s hand, while the tient of genius was is eve Please, sir,” oried the pupil, “it's Le balance, hip tat” Nea’ the teacher groaned in angulsh_— tthe Magazine made a} but being as| | peeseeeeoneooesoe coeccceceseeceses ceeceeoooooeeees. The Greatest of Short Story Writers, ? '@ e * @: O. Henry’s © Ps a St * oy * & Pi & Y LBPRSITISSSSSIS FSFFIFIFS STORY (From “The (Copyright, 1807, by McClure, Pnitlitps | & Co.) ‘T cannot be dented that men and} I women have looked upon one an-| other for the first thme and become | instantly enamored. It is a risky prow | cas, this love at finst sight, before she | of New York Life | your badge, : Stories $ : $HSISSSS BIDEDTSIIE0000003 NO. 7%. face—no, you can’t do that with out a glass—but look at mine, and think of yours. How much alike are we? As two French table d'hote dinners, With on your horse, {n your unt- will T charm nurse-maids and the grags from growing under people's feet in the park this day, I will save your badge and your honor, besides having the jolliest lark I've been form, prey has seen him in Bradstreet or he has | essed with sinco we licked Spain.” But these instance | story—| seen hor tings do In curl papers. happen, and one must form™@ theme for this though not, thank heaven, to the o shadowing of more vital and Important | subjects, such as drink, policemen, | horses and earidoms. During @ certain war a troop calling itmelf tho Gentle Riders rode into. his- | tory and one or two ambuscades. The | tle Riders were recruited from the} aristocracy of the wild men of the West ind the wild men of the aristo ot | the East. In khaki there is little telling them one from another, #0 t came | good friends and comrades ali around. | Elisworth Remsen, whose old Knick- atoned for odest beet gayly by the campfires of tle Riders The war was a great lark to him, so th he scarcely “1 polo and planked shad | The Rough Ricer. | up. affable, cool young man, who calle \mself O'ltoon, To this young man | two rode side by side during the mous mooted up-hill charge that | disputed so hotly at the time by the (Spaniards and afterward by the Demo- After th ame back to One day a w ung man disturb and he and O'Hoon were | ing each other and ex- hanging opprobious epithets after the | .| Chestnut steed | who | morning | stant Promptly on time the counterfeit pre- sentment of Mounted Policeman O'Roon etngle-feoted fmto the Park on his In a uniform ¢wo men are unlike will lok alfke; two who somewhat resemble each other in feature and fleure will appear as twin brothers. So Remsen trotted down the bridle paths, enjoying himself hugely, so few real pleasures do ten-millionaires have. |The Runaway. Along the driveway Spun a victoria of fiery bays & foreign about park ts rarely in the early drawn by a There was some- affair, for the ised in the morning ex- pa the cept by unimportant people who love to be healthy. poor and wise. dn the vehicle ®at an old gentleman with snowy side-whiskers and a Scotch plald cap which could not be worn while driving except by a personage. At his side sat the lady of Remsen's heart— the lady who lo-ked like pomegranate blossoms and the gibbous moon: Remsen met them coming. At the in- of their passing her eyes looked his, and but for the ever coward heart of a true lover he could have sworn that she flushed a faint pink. He trotted on for twenty yards, aad then wheeled his horse at the sound runaway hoofs, The bays had bolted, imo Remsen sent his chestnut after tho victoria like a shot, There was work cut out for the impersonator of Police- man O'Roon, The chestnut ranged mgside Une off bay thirty seconds after tne chase begun, rolled his eye back at Remsen, and said in the only iuuiful than pomegranate biossome, | exquisite than the tops of | inders, Remeen saw her and knew his | fate. He could have flung himself under the very wheels that conveyed | her, but he knew that would be the ast means of attracting the attention © whe ride in motor cars. Slowly the auto passed, and, if we place the| vets above the autoists, carried the | ieart of Remsen with it. Here was a rge city of millions, and many women | who at @ certain distance appear to | resomtve pomegranate blossoms, Yet ne hoped to see her again; for each one fancies that his romance has Its >wn tutelary guardian and divinity. Luckily for Remsen's peace of mind| there came a diversion in the gulse of reunion of the Gentle Riders of the ‘ity. There were not many of t and there was wassall, and speeches, and the perhaps a scor ind things to e aniard was bearded again in recapit- | tion, And when daylight threatene hem the survivors prepared to depart But some remained upon the bat sid. | One of these was Trooper O'Roon, who was not seasoned to potent liquids. His} \iegs declined to fulfil the obligations hey had sworn to the police depart- | ment “I'm Stewed, Remsen!” | I'm stewed, Remsen,” sald ©'Roon | as friend. "Wh: do they atid | i els that go round ami round like/ herine wheels? They'll take away | “ ny shield and break me. [can th n-consec-#ec-secutively, alk con I s-s-stammer and with my feet | got to go on duty in three hours. Tho} « is up, Remsen, The Sig ts up, [ te | aie Look at me,” said Remsen, who was/ ty smiling self, potn his ow ace; “whom do you Goo’ fellow 4 O'Roon, dizzily. | goo’ okt Rem | “Not 40," eald Remsen, "You see Leok (afounted) Policeman O’Roon. nanner of long-lost friends, O'RoOn | manner open to policemen’s horses: voked seedy and out of luck and per-| “Well, you duffer, are you going to ectly ontented, But it seemed that|do vour share? You're not O' Koon, but | nis content was only apparent it seems to me if you'd lean to the “Get me a job, Remsen,” he said.| right you could reach the reins of that I've just handed a barber my last | fovllsi, siow-running bay—an! you're ail ning |rignt; O'ioon couldn't have done it aNo trouble at all." said Remsen, | more neatly I know a lot of men who have banks | ‘The runaway team was tugged to an ‘and atoree and things downtown, Any | Inglorious halt by Renisen’s tough mus- arth r line you f 2 cles, The uriver reieased his hands Yes," sald O'Roon, with a look off from Ue wrapped reins, jumped from interest I took a walk in your Cen: | his seat and stood at the head of the ral Mark this morning I'd like to be team. rhe stnut, approving his of those hoebiies on horseback.) new rider, danced and pranced, revil- Phat would be about the Ucket. Besides.) ing cquinely the subdued bays. Rem- # the only thing [ could d 1 can) sen, gering, was dimly conscious of ride a little and wie fresh air suits me) a vagu posstbie, unnecessary old K you couldiand that forime gentieman in a Scotch cap who talked Kemsea was sure that he could. And] incessantiy about something. And he CROP ie oes ay meect ie a as Gl Seine Mbye cen trom t]la Irony Hilary ete CHESUREE toca ati eruiciar tn wel wmustever the) allusion) te—end rot the lution along thetarivewayerorithernark | nov aramile and looK—e Itsy Cents fe ened, but a look toat, with the ever A Uirl’s Face. coward heart of a true lover, he could Anolinowl cuilineiextremelerisiono noe euucon sinus mm lieygu.erenasiooe, wearying old gentlemen who name and bestowing upon him well- ther fob chains, aud. elderly indies | red thanks for his herole deed, and who—but no! grandmother herself yet ten cap was especially babbling irills at foolish, immorta Romeo—! and sistent But the eloquent a | there must be a hint of love at first| peal was in the eyes of the lady: | sight. Teicarnaiiued/aaiiempentwasiatroling) (Op Love: ito Fifth avenue from his club a few] @ ittle thrill of sati-fucti ran Sooraie way: through Remsen, because he had a A motor car was creeping along foot] janie to give which, without undue a Wee Sipe Cave ate aioe lee . was worthy of being spoken in IB ea ACER Ua CULES Ree Reg OE | ih places, and a small fortune whier, Uae atti ane ane nies faa | with due pride, he could leave at his Nila Sie dade za end wit ut disgrace. raven Tf otosed them again. would dare . e Be eee Who was he Mounted Policeman were of no conscquence—cxcept, per-|O'Roon, The badge and the honor of. eee TAS HLM HLL: Cotas were in his hands, If and the pa fermi, ING TG eworth Remsen, ten-millionaire and eman's side sat a young lady kerbocker, had just rescued f granate blossoms and Scotch cap from death, where was Policeman Off his beat, exposed, dis- discharged, Love had com: that there had been some thing that demanded precedence—the fellowship of men on battlefields fight- ing an alten foe. Remsen touched tween the ¢ tn refuge in vernacu “Don't: mention We policem things. It's And ‘ode away—rode away cursing noblesse oblige, but Knowing he could have done anything else. possible O'Roon? graced, looked be- and took his cap, s ears, arity it,” n are our duty stolidly. do thes? he sald, paid to neve At the end of the day Remsen sent the stnut to his stable and went to Roon’s 100 The iceman was affable, Cool young window smoking nin a We nan, Who sat by the) Earl’s Son. I wish you and the rest of the police |force and all badges, horses, brass but- tons and men who can't drink two |glasses of brut without getting upset were at the devil,” said Remsen feel- ingly O'Roon smiled with evident satisfac- tion nd old Remsen,” he said affably “1 know al! about it. They trailed me |down and cornered me here two hours ago. There was @ little row at home, | know, and I cut sticks Just to show hem. I don’t believe I told you that my F was the Warl of Ardsley. you shoud bob against them in If you damaged that horse of ive you. ['m going nim back with me. Funny paric ll never for him and take 4 and 1 think my sister—Lady ree yu know—wants particularly r to come he hotel with me ng. | Die se my badge, did r 2 ve got to turn that im U resign.” Headquarters Another Q, Henry Story To-morrow, ; i {