The evening world. Newspaper, April 7, 1908, Page 15

| 1OOOSOEDAGDO POODDOOOOHDODODHOHOHHGODOCSHOSGIGHSOWNIGOD COIDOSEAA IAMS OAS OE OG OOOODOOUOULE j 1 doe DY eas [The Newlyweds ¢ TheirBaby © George tcitaaus 00.00.00.0.000.000000000300000000.000000000000G OF SOOO TOOK Oo Jolereseieieieie “The Royal Mounted” Weak in the Knees ( on precious! and Very Siow. . GIVE PAPA THAT VASE! CCORDING to those wild rangers of Forty-fourth strect, Missrs.| |_| Cecil B. and Wiliam C. De Mille, “There are four stages to a} murder in the Northwest—first, there's the murder; then thore’s tho founted; thea there’s a hanging, and then there's peace. | But, of course, you can’t expect all of these things actually to take place In a | lay written for the two-dollar trade, and thereby guaranteed not to take the | out of the manly shirt bosom of the intrepid first-nishter. And 90, to | Rbegin with, the murder of Jed Brown had to be taken for granted at the Garrick! ‘ast night. It was all done before! . That was where Jed had the tulge on; the winter shirt front and the spring shirt waist. He didn't have to hang ‘round and see the pluy. The mounted hero was there on foot, as a matter of course, but alas! there was no hanging | —not n when one of the authors gave himself up to Mr. Cyril Scott and a cur- | tain speech, If Mr. Scott had acted here as the circumstances seemed to| warrant, there migh have been peace mind of those who had been! ra play with double-barrelled VLE put THIS WHERE BABY ' NWVONT GETAIT AND BREAK rl of everything Mr. Scott could | play escaped detection. This 2 because it moved too swiftly, for anyone could see that tt was weak | in the knees and very slow. Every ¥ WHY step of its way wee made on paper un’ you could almost hea LOVEY, You'vE sera along authors meant is out of the wildern: BROKEN MY play, but in luring us Mees ti Wy WELL, Northwest they revealed noth- Nowe Hn GCE ER ORO Baby —You nto new mame, éhat vi OU pyoratl otis) SEE-~ 1 DIDNT t was 4 badly told sto: ittle, 4 y, growth of character, and with no WANT— ' of sufficient strength to raise ace. There was uu guessing—you k at was going to happen ment the young Irish Lieutenan Roval Mounted Police peeped 07 sa Larabee, afte tone t the barracks It was im nat Brigham Royce as Joe Hamner. Ethel Wright as Mag Trudeau. possible to share unter's « in the sweet carele Jet tt sl "Twas ¢ th en Her Bro} x full well tha: ts will save him as soon aving wooed h€r mei aking playwright has worked n the biy whistled 8 5 longer worry watched the course of events yout wit wh ty man es whom he} n with a price on| | he had surreny bis head inal. T seemed Played on an deoorved somet There was no murder. Je OCOCL COQODOCOOOOOOOOOBLCE Story No. 4—New Seri s.\ts ‘My Duel With number than all our men rested while I and my scouts made {8 means erally: “Come on! ve ennes had not yet passed] Come on, White Long Hal: n as we had| It was a @ to mortal combat. he Ch while I was out scout! ost as s gz. |that way Sonoran le wien eaten 1 that 90 hostile Cheyennes. |!earned this to our satisfaction the In-|! could not re ny jrounsalns | - a r war, had started for Sitting | dians appeared Bee ay eat such afternoon, a . Bull's headc eee Lume called fer acceptance from any for an emergency. An er protection | off before they could reach the Ch panes rode ueoen JogkIng for Out 1 gallaped from the r until thet F may have led was pro: | :: ber fringe seemed impos danger In front, thinking ua sixty m Yellow Hand and I were at easy rifle Vided by the Brothers De i By “Buffalo Bill,”’ ‘or they calculated on behind ther N apart. ‘Dhen we both fired There was | e agenc Lieut ow eral) Charles King} [ had aimed for his head, But as I 1 thelr presence. Our main rs and destination of the or « ng horse put | counted, and t O'Byrne Bh us losing several days nong the bluffs a quarter atabgaholelandl rail | equarely rer ritt, under whom I was rear, out of sight. Two cou tore through the Indian's } gun to s a no idea of going back k toward the creek with thro and killing ned on ion out for him ss The Indians saw them.| hs horse plunge forward may ad ircle to get | Painkink n alone, a party of red-| have saved my own life. For Yellow . While they were riding vion was also neede they got wind that we Were try- Jing thus wu cross their path they wou! ge thelr direction and it would be various eon on different - | So a long, hard, careful ride was our | sions; but all to| ern 1's bullet whistled over my head. int he and I were on our ow Hand fired again as [ an forward h But he missed. | returned his shot, wounding him. Then, at i We cast aside our riff ur knfves and closed uuer in a death grapple. ain and desperate, le a knife as only a by good fortune I eof Miss Clu ability to sugges | skins started for their scalps. Then be- | !I n the fun. of our army, he arranged detachm: King and T with several scouts and lay hiddep by the ridge of ths the word an we the party ¢ s. Merritt gave attack. Phe red: troop i. King gave dashed down lasing the cot nly course. 1 Napoleon We left the and al ompanies of the F was a p signal for a gen| a lucky laid him tn a. collapsed 5 ) on the ground Meantime our cavalrymen had fallen n the Cheyennes and given them the ating of their lives. Perhaps I should able to give a clearer description of ve charge !f I hadn't happened to be heyennes turned tle con | One detach? savagely on Kin mand, but were driven our first vo ‘Then came my personal p ir. Yellow Hand, a noted e Cheyennes, halted mi figure as the Irish Ideutenant, « i | the au Cyril Scott 2s Victor O'Bryne. a boy's 5 Clara Blandick as Rose. of it, an. e added a brogue t sounded t than a fully “new All the that fearful ride. rr orest they kept s rough ¢ hours, acro eighty-five miles in alt. G nst the Ogalal Cheyennes, In the south, way be sha 3 ; Greets ink Sitting| "At tho end of that tlme we had| cween the two opposing forces, Me ha” very busy while it was going not : 1d in toyal Mounted.” 3 ern Sioux aohediathe alow aby eat Sonnet Te een A eee earls Se ea reaane cne play CHARLES DARNTON I st could have Joined |Creek, directly In line of the course we shouted to me in his own language r hie Ife, h apt to notice 0 te would have been many knew they would take. The horses and! “Cooa, cooa, Peh-a-He-Has-Ka!” x ts 1 = ey ETE ITE ° When Books Will Be No More. off 4 is pho ing the human vulee, a with a power- | ‘The Fireless Cooking Box--What It Is and How to Make It! ass he is able wi the records of a person talking. raphs ¢ ally ther, nography, too, sender would talk into the igh and post it. Forgery le to decelve the shade of tone, For dooks and 1 imitation of zigzags of the which will be set In Ines clephone conversations would be as binding as| R. 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Sond 10 cents in coin or stamps for each pattern ordered § | markable not to find it In every Amert-! or four, not more than . ss IMPORTANT—Write your name and address plainly, and a! can househc ‘The one illustrated here) pails, agate lin preveas. nce, . A enua ways npecity aie wanted. was made by the carpenter and is not | covers that fit on Rea ne cae Ay : eto be kept trees: it 18 sand in bags ahosp's w cooked in the Mreleas oven] hay or pieces of raw cotton and ne dinner pail is, the kind. toast le be ultadle for « small, fat-dwelling family. The Evening World Daily Magazine, Tuesday’ April 7; 1908. & Buffalo Bili’s New Tales of the Plains 3} blow that ended the | ‘An Auto Story with Speed to It Champion By John Colin Dane. (Copyright 190T vy G. W. Diliingnam Com )thoking, I counted each second as It pany) es dropped into the past. Why dij my | SYNOPSIS OF FRIDOWDING CHAPTERS: Magter not unfold my propeller? I Hugh Caner tf Wondered, How could he expect ma to aatonish the world as he meant me to astonish it $f, ike others, I had to fight with thy detaining hands of the alr pressing me back, refusing t) givo » built a way save when my demperate strength OAPRRU ust fing them off and ieft them clawing ; hopelessly at my sides as I ran be- tween? Suddenly, however, he pressed + \the little lever that actuated my aerial ecrew, and bade me turn my superft [ous energy to driving it, as I mould jhave begged him to do if I could have has aiso bullt.a car tn trated by the presence of C Hu Hug? the Cam) |"poken. Joyously I set the propeller CHAPTER VI. |revolving with the epeed which the TTT ORY |wind boasted. I acemed to stand in & : ae |tunnel-Itke vacuugn, dow! I Start to Win the Cup. wits impulse aS itl ne the | One was the beautiful face of Cecilia PASirine Meeker up from the Murray, who was with her father, but spectators in. the gtanda ‘when they. had arrived just too late to apenk with Ott omitite calling tonltaegia ioeares ore the start. There she WAS enemy, the alr. 6 white flag fellike true to her won, as we might @ great flower-petal, Nowe-toweet have known such a girl would be; and | #st—v life as the etake! Th cl x and rings at some distance behind her, too timid | within ny Aecteen oeeee escaptatites to come forward, was my Master's embrace with raviire, So swittly, oe pretty sister, Shella Cameron yeremently did I dash down the bun She wae with a lady, atill quite young, | all the hubhut andthe with wet buthevidertly fal @ood (dealliolder thai | didn intonallencermmscsty beri cn Shetla and more a woman of the world, |SOUr, and we were far away on the I . ad, Her face, which might have been very | 0M white ro handsome fn girlhood, had rather a worn, disappointed expression, and the CHAPTER VIi,. searching light of early morning show- that her color was not genuine Ike I Do What I Can. 9 flower-flush on Sheila's cheeks or! J) 8 I dramk the air which strove tm Lia Murra: | vain to conquer me I was ne | A | longer a machine made by man; Two Girls. Tigsvea Maun Curcbolie Mreesaencaeimes! Shella was prettily, {f plainly dressed. | man's genius, doing what man could but her companion was as wonderfully | not do. I was matter informed by arrayed as any of the brilliant beings mind—the mind of my beloved Master. I had noticed In the streets of Paris. Existence was fight, and flight was em Her blond hair was ruffed out under | gostasy made up of strength and spect a luce hat and arranged a@ elaborately | Before me I aaw a moving pillar of as Mademoiselle “Toinette’s had been, qust and knew {t hid the car sent off nd she wore a good deal of jewelry; | py the white flag five minutes before ut T was glad to see that. though |me Five full minutes’ start had it hed, Cecilla Murray had no jewelry at all, put 1 was gaining on tt more and more her costume was quite as Parisian and with every second. elegant as that of Sheila's companion. | guqdenly the great white cloud flashed It would be difficult for any woman | round a curve between our road and an- to surpass her either in looks or tollet, | other, a bend lke that of a hook or a I reflected as proudly as if she were woman's hairpin. A moment later and my property or my Master's. wo were at the same place, I tearing on, Tho light on their faces and hair at my maddest speed. To round the bend made them gleam like gilded angels on | gt that pace was impossible, Instinct- a cupola, and my Master, who had been | ively I felt that centrifugal force would |hoping to see Lia. perhaps, caught | hurl me from the track, that my w! aight of her with delight and of his would not bear the violent wrenc sister with joyful surprise. Whether such @ sudden ohange in direction Me he knew her friend or not I could not could not have stopped myself, even to |tell, but I have a good memory for save my dear master's life und honor. even if I ad anything that interests me, and, put- | I belleved that the end had come; that ting two and two together, I imagined instead of winning the race for him | that Sheila must have come to France & scoond more I should have killed | |with Mrs, Barr-Simons, the ‘Edith’ and Arnaud end dashed myself to my Master's fether had once wanted him to marry. Triumph! Ho iffted his oap, and both Ifa and | Shelia waved, recognizing him tn spite| But I had reckoned without his ex- | perience and presence of mind, I mig: of his goggles, They would have come ind, I migat Are we ae could—at least it was 2&v@ known that he would not let mo evident that the Murrays tried, while Come to eriet at the first or any other probably Mrs. Barr-Simons would not turning, We were close upon the ter- [have cared to wish her husband's | “ble curve when the clutch relaxed ite rival, Hugh Cameron, godspeed; but ‘700 grip on my fly wheel, my motor's {twas too late, for the cars were| "ld tendency to race was bentgnly starting, and everybody who had «| Checkod by the governor, ever on the seat in the grand stand made a rush in | lért to prevent me from straining my that dfrection mechanism; then, with a sudden twist , 5 4 | of the steering-wheal, we were safely “They're Off! round the bend and flying on again at My Master started me gently dy full speed, ae if there had been no turning on the switch, and I was purr- Check. \ing to myaelf, my fears of Arnaud’s 1 purred my triumph at the exquisite ltreachery at last forgotten; for what Pfece of steering and judgment; and to ould he do now, with Hugh at the the spectators who lined this dangerous | ‘elm, and every part of me in splendid | Dit of road, no doubt with the morbid | fighting trim? hope of seeing some terrible accident, I knew that I was working with mag- | !t must have seemed the work of magio; nificent rhythm, and I tried to com- for the sMght slackening of speed would |munteate with my Master by thrum- | hardly have been visfble to an onlooker. ming out hts favorite air and mine, A #igh of relief—or was it disappoint- ‘phe March of the Cameron Men; ment?—whistled from five hundred put I'm afraid that he did not realize throats as we shot past—a tribute | what Iwas doing. wrung from humanity in apite of tt- I began to advance slowly behind | self; and I gloried anew in my Mester, the five ottier cars which were timed Once around the comer we gained to start before me, and my wonderful | faster than ever on the car in advance propeller was modestly folded up as I which was meking such @ drave fight atted. my turn, The others, whose |that I was sorry to humiliate it; bur Mberty to dash ahead without delay I |I had my Master's fortune to think of, envied, were being sent off at five min- {and this was no time for sentiment, utes’ intervals by the waving of a /#0 I ran my best. white flag in the hand of the ometal / Through the Dust Storm, | starter. | The iiting of our siren, worked eorer and nearer came my turn.) 41044 attracted the attention of cS I was only three from the st@rt-| cnaueur in front; for he spoke to his poAnt master, and reluotantly the car awerved idz ja ite, giving us the narrowest space The President possible in which to pass, if pess we It was broad davilaht, with clouds | must that raced across the sky in rivalry to] could hardly see through the dust- \us: and in the grand stand that ross gyrm .and dust mingled with the taste tier above tier I could see rows ct of my potrol; but 1 plunged Into the heads, with eager eyes gazing at US whtto cloud and rushed through {t, |thrownh gleaming field-riasses. In the) ‘Tho course selected for this race was ntral box. ned with crimson, stood the most difficult it 1s possible to con- lithe President of the French Republic. ceive. No experienced motor could re- hom I recognized from a large photo- member {t without a shudder. To sh Amaud had vinned up in our old dream of running over it at full speed workshop at home, and on his right | was enough to demagnetize your ooil. hand was a visiting monarch, a keen The terrible white road plunged down enthusiast for the sport of motoring. | {nto valleys, and lapsed itself over ‘There were other men in the box be- | mountal here and there it turned on hind these two great personageg, but | itse a boomerang, and most of there was one by their side—on the its bridges were set at right angles, It President's left—who was more inter- | had ever, rick, every whim that a esting to me t the two rulers, race course could ve, and it offered a ky for me ad seem his por- | supreme test of ¢ t jon and ma- t aml erow terial, as well as dr! A Rival. My nightmares now often road in cinema repeat this dy had - er that came & and fitted Ires, a by the third was to prove m« ed her for her strange Now Lad 7 tw s ound swiftness, almost leaving rd my time said, almost more peakies to himselt than 1 this ant that 1 Sess keenly al w t than I did ” now, at the sound of wit s arm ra name, a ft eomed to spring my "a fame which net pea him dowa, jnued.) but on @ ohrono My plston-beats kept time with it« '