The evening world. Newspaper, May 13, 1908, Page 15

oe ~~ ny Live- Wire Stories of New York|ve ' BY O. HENRY. Lost on ’Dress Parade From ‘The Four Million,” by O. Henry.) F WCopyright 1908 by McClure, Phillips & Co) M pressing his evening suit in his; hall room. | Ghandler's honorarium was $18. per | week. He was employed In the office of | fan architect. Ho was tweny-two years o) the considered are) ture to be truly an art. - | Out of each we (Betpaside $I. At we: the e R. TOWERS CHANDLER was earnings Chandler end of each ten | ital thus accu- ra m ed he purohased one gentleman's evéning from the bi n dounter of | 4olk Pather T! He arrayed himsedt | in the regalia o iionaires and presi- Gets; he took himself to the quarter | awit ts bi owlest, and xury noved with | de. For this | tas well asa pa exit vesper! he was a: he came to a} o himself the| ok ard the hnionable restaurant in ually dined on the evenings | al luxury. Just then @ girl ity around the corner, slipped on a of fey s: vy and fell plump walk. q on The Girl. to her feet! ous courtesy. leaned ag: { t twisted when T fell.”’ ‘Does {t pain you much?" inquired Chandie | “Only when I rest my wetght upon it. I think I will be able to walk in a min- ute or two." “If I can be of any further service,” wiggested the young man, “I will cail e b, or —— “Thank you,” said the etr!, eoftly but heartily. “I am eure you need not trou- ‘ble yourself any further. It was so awkward of me, And my shoo heels eré horriily common-sense; I can't blame them at all. Chandler looked at the sir! and found het swift:y drawing his interest. She ws pretty ia @ refined way; and her eye’ was both merry and kind. She was Tinexpensively clothed in @ plain black Grees that suggested e@ sort of uniform sueh as shop 5: wear. Her glossy dark-brown hatr showed {te oolla be- nedath a cheap hat of black straw witose only ornament was a velvet rib- bon and bow. She could have posed as } m@Gel for the seif-respecting working jr@izl of the best type. | An Invitation. with frank “f think,” he said to her, vity, h ur fo ds a longer ;eravity, “that your foot need hyett than you suppose, Now, I am ‘going to suggest a way in which youy can give it that and at the same time de me a faver. I was on my way to ‘dine all by my lonely self when you jon tumbling around the corner. You ‘come with me and we'll have @ cozy dinner and a pleasant talk together, Land by that time your game ankle will fearry you home very nicely, 1 am sure The girl looked quickly up inte Chan- ‘ @ler's clear, pleasant countenance. Her eyes twinkled once very brigutly, and then she smiled ingenuously. i “put we doh't know each other—tt Swwduldn't be right, would {t?" she sald, Paotibteuity. ‘There ix nothing wrong about tt,” fis the young man, candidly, “I'l in tréduce myself—permit me—Mr, Towers Chandler, After our dinner, which T Swill try to make as pleasant as pos-/ ‘ywidle, I will bid yoy good evening, or al of tend you safely to your door, whic Fever you prefer.” ‘ "My ankle does hurt yet." admitted Ws girl, attempting a limping step. “I think I will accept your myitation, Qfr: Chandler. [nets Marian.” }At the Restaurant. :? “Come, then, Mims Marian,” said the iLwoing architect, gayly, but with perfect 4) eourtesy; “you will not have fer to iL walk. There is a very reapectable and wood restaurant in the next blook. You wil have to lean on my arm—so— and walk slowly. It {s lonely dining fall Dy one’s self. I’m just a little bit glad that you slipped on the tce,” ‘The restaurant was not so showy or pretentious ae the one further down Broadway, which he always preferred, but % wae nearly #o. The tables were well filled with prosperous-looking You may call me— Dicen you read thin rebus sentence, Culled From Seventy Saw Him a Bon Vivant on $18 a Week REBUs PbuZZLE reco ,cormie! | | JUST” DROPPED. | TO “TAKS “fourouT | IN MY (NEW AvTO,! @iners, there was @ good orchestra, Playing softly enough to make oon- tion ® possible pleasure, and the cuisine and service were beyond criti: | cism. His companion, even in her cheap hat and dress, held herself with | an air that added distinction to the natural beauty of her face and figure. | And it 1s certain that she looRed at Chandler, with his animated but self-| possessed manner and his kindling and frank blue eyes, with something not far from admiration in her own charm- Ing face. | Then it was thet the Madness of Manhattan, the Frenzy of Fuss and | eathers, the Bacillus of Brag, the Provincial Plague of Pose, seized upon | Towers Chandler. “The Madness of Manhattan.” | So he began to prate to Miss Marien of clubs, of teas, of golf and riding and | kennels and cotillons and tours abroad and threw otit hints of a yacht lying | at Larchmont. He could see that she was vastly Impressed by this vague talk, £0 he indorsed his pose by random insinuations concerning great wealth, | and mentioned familiarly a few names | that are handled reverently by the pro- | letariat, It was Chandler's short little day, and he was wringing from It the best that could be had, as he saw tt And yet once or twice he saw the pure gold of this girl shine through the mist thav his egotism had raised between him and all objects. “This way of living that you speak of," she said, “sounds so futile and purposeless. Haven't you any werk to do tn the world that might Interest you more?" “My dear Miss Marian!” he exclaimed— | “work! Think of dressing every day for dinner, of making half a dozen calls in an afternoon—with a policeman at every corner ready to jump into your auto and take you to the station, if you get up any greater spee( than a donkey cart’s gait. We do-nothings are the hardest workers tn the land."’ ‘The dinner was conciuded, the watter generously feed, and the two walked out to the corner where they had met On Logie! 1 OOH! IT'S THAT Looe! Guess TRouBLe's NL GIVE You #1000 FoR THAT Dog, mister! FINE Miss Marian walked very well now her limp was scarcely noticeable. “Thank you for a ni me, she safd, frankly “YT must run home now. I iWked the dinner very much, Mr., Chandler.” | A Farewell. He whook hands with her, s! cordially, and sald something abo: Rame of bridge at his club. He watched DiON'T exPecT You “Topay! OM, MR. MONK! "NCL BE DELIGHTED! WST Kova to Co’ AUTOMOBILING ! ep! IT's Me! LETS Go OUT AND Buy A BAG OF PEANUTS! Wednesday: ne, HOw LOVELY! PLL cer my Har! XoU ARE So Kino! WE'LL TAKE A NICE SONG RIDE AND THEN $0 To, sTHE ST. WALDORFIA FoR DINNER,! HEY,? HIS INCOME 1S A MILLION A DAY —4 MINE 16) SIF A WEER! You Must EXCUSE MB MR. MONK! lt WANT To Co. with “Lote! WELL , HE'S WORTH MORE BUT ILL SELL HIM FoR THaT ! JONES Docs THAT'S How T FEEL! JUST LIke “AT! FLAT IRON BLOCK her for a moment, walking rather rap- idly eastward, and then he found a jy cab to drive him slowly homeward. — | In his chilly Sedroom Chanter laid away his evening clothes for a sixty: nine days’ rest. He went about It | thoughtfully. “That was @ stunning girl.” he said | to himself. “She'@ all right, too, I'd be sworn, even if she does have to B work. Perhaps if I'd told her the y truth instead of all that razzle-daz- | zie we might—but, confound it! I had Thornton Hall to play up to my clothes.” The rirl, after leaving her entertain- er, sped swiftly cross-town until arrived at a handsome and sedate man- @ion two squares to the east, facing on that evenue which {s the highway of] The earlier instalments described the ro- Mammon and the auxiliary gods. Here | antle and unusual beginnings of famous sho entered hurriediy and ascended to a| Washingion, Franklin, Garibaidl, ituakd room where e handsome young Indy in| af)! fon histay and pbllosopny ot ee an elaborate house dress was looking|pave Neen wooed and won. Historie love Qnxtousty out the window letters form the theipe of one chapter. ‘Oh, yom madcap!’ exclaimed the elder girl, when the other enteroi. | CHAPTER VI. “Don't Scold!’’ | (Continued.) “Don't scold, sister. | How to Write a Love Letter T only ran down | to Mme Theo's to tell her to use mative | Some Famous Models. insertion Instead of pink. | (Copyrighted 1903 by the Press Publish- ing Company, N. ¥. World.) SYNOPSIB OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. : My costume N equally ardent lover was and Marie's hat were just what I need- Augustus, Duke of Sussex, ed. Every one thought I was e ehop- gon of George III, who girl, 1am sure." “Dinner ‘@ over, dear; you stayed so} fate. | while in italy, lost his heart to the begutiful Lady Augus- ” |ta Murray, and made her his wife. How ie Jenene ba mbusthee the stdewalk | great was the Prince's infatuation for pa my ankle. I could not lenis charming lady js shown by his let- ak, so I hobbled into a restaurant | tors to her, from which these are typi- end sat there until I was better. That | cal extracts: SUNN Te easeo) lone.) “L must be married or die. Good God! Ritied two girls eat in the window seat | how I feel! And my love to be doubted looking out at the lights and the stream. sincere and warm, The Lord knows of hurrying veh{eles in the avenue. The! the truth of it; and as I say. if 1 am ayuneer none cuddted down with her|yot married in forty-eight hours I am ead inher slater’a tap, no more. Oh! Augusta, my soul, let We will have to tarry some day,"| ys try; let me come; I fear nothing. sho said dreamtly—“both of us. Weleynat will become of me? have so much money that we will not nad undoubtedly.” be allowed to disappoint the public. Do you want me to tell you tho kind of a man I could love, 6's?” “Go on, you scatterbre!: other. “T coum love @ man with dark and tka dlue eyes, who te gentle and re- wpectful to poor girls, who ts handsome and good and does not try to flirt. But I could love him only if he had an am- bition, an object, some work to do tn the world. I would not care how poor he was if I could help him bulld his way up. But, alster dear, the kind of man we alwaye meet—the man who Nves an idle life between society and his olube-I could not love a man Iike that, even 1f hie eyes were blue and he were ever so kimi to poor girls whom he met in the street.” Augusta answered: dearest life and love, how can I re- fuse you? You shall do aa you like; my whole soul rejoices {n the assur- ances of your love, and to your ex- * gmiied the “Ab! who's little girl are yout” _ a The Romance of Love Making OOOOEOOO | COODOOWOOG® Jertions I will trust. To be yours seéms {a dream that I cannot make out; the whole day have I been plunged In mis- Jery; and? now, to awake to joy is a fe- licity that 1s beyond my ideas of bliss. Do as you will; Iam what you wi! your will must be mine, and no will jean ever be dearer to me, moro mine, |t@mn that of Augustus, my all.” “Oh, My Angel!” The Duke of Y | royal brother's inferior us a writer of impassioned love-epistles. “Oh, my he wrote In one of his many to Mistress Mary Anne Clarke, more dowered with physical charms than breeding, “do me fu and be convinced that there nev logon ® Ie was no whit his woman adored as you are, Every day, every hour, convinces me mo a@nd more that my whole happine depends upon you alone, What a time it appears Ike mince we parted, and with what nee do I look for. w to-morrow! There ar r, two whole duys be- fore 1 shall clasp darling in my arms." @ The Duke of Cumberland, like most of Geol IiL's sons, had a rare fa- cility for transferring his affection from one fair ensiaver to another. without in any dexree linpairing Its ardor. ‘This ts how he wrote to one of them, Lady ar Uttle angel—T got to bed about ten—I then ed for you. my dearest love, kissed your dearest litte 1 shall go {hair and Jay down and dreamt of vou, ; to her Majesty virtues cong in my | 'To this half-demented appeal Lady arms, kissing you and telling you how) tt, so bright an example. To my sub- “My treasure, my |much I loved and adorea you. and vou! jects, eo amiable a lady. [nad you ten thousand times | seemed pleased.” A Poetical Duke. In another letter the amorous Duke, Childhood’s Happy Days “Officer, will you TOOGGO00000000 8 YOO DODHOCGADOTDHODHOGHHOODOHOSS Tunable te confine his passion to cold breaks bounds in the following | 20 Some of the most eautiful letters May 18, By Joseph 667 8.8 crue thet I Mra, Starve- em's hu bend fs in the habit | of getting intox!- cated?” I asked ‘Tess at breakfast | this morning, try-| ing to pest = 1906 we. “It used to bea habit with him, now tt is @ dis | ease,” she replied, dexterously mov- ing a solitary orange on the frult dish out of range of a youngster opposite. \Once upon a thine he was a shining light around here, but that’s ancient history. He's a different kind of a light now, for he's lit all the time. “One of those tutti-frutt! sisters on your floor made @ strong orack last night about Mrs, Starve-em always looking ike a rainy day. but who wouldn't with a duman tank Ike Whis- rino around the ranch? But there's a limit to everything, as a wide article aaid in a Broadway car last night when someboty came down with both feet on his tender trilbys, and the old lady can’t stand !t much longer. She's going up in the alr for fatr, and if Whiskerino don’t stop diving into the thint rail bow! he'll be looking for @ new thatrack some fine morning. Lately she's shut off the tin, and ho has | hard trouble finding something stronger than Adam's ale to drown the flame, "One day last week a $ bottle of French water waltzed off Lizzte's dresser. Of course. we haven't got the goods on anybody, but I've got a snenk- ing idea Whiskerino knows something about {t. for he tried to sell the empty bottle to a wop junk dealer t morn- ing. If it wasn't forsWhiskerino and a couple of more never sleeps here| George on the corner would have tol hang out the ‘Sale to-day’ sign and go to work; though I've been told confi- dentially vou were oaught dead to rights time and time again holding down the brass rail; and that lttlo Whiskerino Gives Tess a Quick Cure for a Cold A. Flynn Greamyeyed Henrietta, om the Giré floor, front, thinks you're the real-thing, too, “Whiskerino says the only place te work is in a brewery, He says if they matie fim an inspector ef hops Be@ never be docked for not being om thna, and he'd only leave the place with the undertaker, ' “Did I ever tell you about the remedy he gave me for a cold? I came ownstalrs one morning the house with barks. Whiskerino ealled mo in the hall and said, ‘Here's the only way to give that cold the chase Go up to the hay early to-night. Lay in a good supply of red eye and hang your hat on the foot of the bed. Keep on @rinking until you see nine hate, and you'll wake up next morning cured.’ But I @tin't take the tip. “He used to put out the lights at George's every night, but he ran inte & good call last night, and I guess that will hold him here for @ while The old lady doesn't know anything about it, but the milkman slipped me the whole story. this morning. Acoord- ing to him, Whiskerino was on desk last night Just as gay as ever, witty out a red, and pranced around ike @ two-year-old. Some of the cash ous tomers raised a how! because he was under water for e days, and while he was imitating a sword swallower at the lunch counter the boss came down on him good ana hard, Itke @ cake of ice on a brick of cream.” ‘What was the nature of the re nuk: 1 inquired, oxecuting a new movement with my fork, and captur- ing a fresh piece of bread. “Did the proprietor follow the time-honored cus tom and gently propel him through the swinging doors with the aid of @ full onto the cold and unhosple table pavement outside?” shoe “Worse than that," Tess replied, nar rowly watching a young baseball fan opposite, as he secreted two new bie culty in an inside pocket, ‘Just as Whiskerino was reaching for the sai dines George leaned over the har and asked him {f he wanted a stool.” An Engagement. | Dear Betty: TLL you tel me what t# the true meaning of an engagement, as I | am going to become engaged soon? | What does ft algnify between the two parties thus engaged, and what must 1 |eay to my lady friend when I give her the ring? Doeg the man give up going | out with other girls? A. D. ‘An engagement eignifies that the two | persons engaged mean to marry In the \euture. The young man and the lady give prose, ever wnitten were those Inspired by | up going out alone with other girls or lines Keats's gassion for Miss Fanny |men, as they are supposed to be sut- | Hear, solemn Jove, and consctous Venus, |Brawne, @ young lady whom, before | ficient unto each other. Thefe 1s Jand then bright mata, believe me, whtle 1/9 Infatuation, he desoribed us “Lack-| no formelity about presenting the en- ing in sew swear ent in every feature,”” and | gagement ring to the sweetheart, pale, thin face, badish hands and only, A Widow's Love Affair. No time, no change, no future flame shall|as having “a mouth bad and good, a move ee ting love : |e ee maemo ee een even | tolerable fe And yet so tranafigur- ni tA ing 13 love that, a few monthe efter | Princes be, we find him, a few weeks)... J later, pouring out his soul's passion toll egee ae Verdict, we quite another lady who also IW his "ever |" hgver new botere what such dearest little Angel fea " ; ‘There 1s a charming frankness in the | qj4 Sat RGR oeI go Gal id a 1 letters of Mrs. Fitzherbert to her royal|ugraid of it Jest’ it should warn “ite lover, and later husband, George [V.| % 1 woukl nyéning pu ln ons of them she writes, in answer| Dicasure in your eyes on your lips lov 4nd huppinese in your step: NY |1s a flirt and am Inclined to think he to a request to meet the Prince after | Gear yini, 1 iove you ever and ever ani |{s Jollying me. I have never seen leaving the ballroom: "Meet you!) withott ‘reserve. ‘The more I have |with any other woman. Though } What. you, the Prince of Wales, whose] Knewn, the more have I'loved. Liven |siye ye loves mo he haw never spoke patel he a + noah have veen a, ie oO “4 - os chareotér in the annals eee banat love, in the hottest ft Tl inve ever huL| Of marriage and I sometimes t tm Looe el ROB Gora emir avanouidl (ater eee eee, e last of” coldly. Ho» ts of « jealous disposition eee Cos ene on Pee pera feta. the and T think he would drop me com BaYOLanys CHELACLS! an Nt ‘ulles! geld LANE y i rT ttentlo to other | Tn vain did the Prince try to break gracefull pletely Af T paid attention to another | eee ttu's | The Dyj |man. How shall I treat him? A @own the barriers cf Margar e Dying Keats. oD ; Ae ° 7 ar, was . The young man lg probably sincere | modesty n of Which, w ar, And when Keats : = = {rather a bait to lure her royal lover! Naples r to the altar as she succeeded in doing | 'T nolater yours. Sie even went so far] ior fo th thara er friend- |4, jas to threnwin to withdraw her fr SAMO N Re econ snip from him, & threat which evoked] ticy) minds me of this reply: thr 2 a spear. O, i ; could near where she liv ‘ , ne Hiv {Vain Delusion! Tan Tite to hero re HAT te known as “paingul pre-eminence, would that TH fig’ Ww to see iver hand W the sem! - prin could Iny it asiie! Or that 1 might Te ndvalored| cesse dress, oF permitted to Introduce as a dug troubled fe woman. on whom he | the blouse and the ekirt had lavished such auoration, — wrote | ed by Means lal to Deri thus of himi—“The kindest act would | mat are Join To a Prince who greatly wants own. be to m rest for ever in the ob- Gu! wh ‘circumstances have Vain delu-| condemned him. aion! I know—TI regret the tmposetbil- Ry: deprive me not of your ¢riendship:| This Interesting chapter on love letters will be continued In to-mor Dut try to give comfort to thet heart row's Eyening World. which {fs all your own." ee w By J. K. Bryans take me little “I don’t know yet, lady. Willie an’ Jimmie {s|steter home? Ghe’s lost!” “No.” am goin’ to fight a duel to-morrow an’ settle de “wy don’t you take her home (Aides @ paper? < question.” yourself?” “shine?” : “T'm leat, tool” “Nol” which provides @-qrathtul:proverd? = e . wanna hnanipandsbassbtnissinsit di. oat mn li RE A ox mw Dear Detty: I have a young man friend who ts Just my age; he has a good position, | and I would really care to marry him He has called a number of times and how told me that he loved me and wished I would care for him. I have heard he | or an ornameatal band at the waist line, ts a pronounced favorite of the eeason. This model, | designed for young iris, is appropriate for & great many matertats, but, as Olustreted, te made of white iawn, with trimming of Val- enciennes lace, and is, consequently, well adapted to graduation and to commencement day. Shoulder frills are apt to be becoming to youthful figures, and @re much In style, but they ere, nevertheless, optional and can be omitted whenever they are not found satiefac- tory. ‘The quantity of mate- finl required for the six- teen-vear size ts ten yards %, elght yards 32 or five and three-quar- ter yards 44 inohee wide, with seven-etghthe yard 18 Inches wide for the yoke and under sleeves, two and e quarter yards }of lace for shoulder frie, thirty yards of | edging and three and a halt yarts of insertion Patte: No, SOTK Is out in stxos for girls of fourteen amd sixteon years of age. Misses’ Sem Betty Vincent’s Advice on Courtship ana Marriage HAVE been a widow for two years. | Call or send by mail to 1 'TON FASHION BURDAU, No. 153 Daat ‘Twenty-third street, New ‘York. fiend 10 cents in con or stamps for each pattern ordered. TMPORTANT—Write your name and address plainly, and al- ways epecity sive wanted. in his love for you, but as you say you treat him coldly he may think you do not care for him. I do not think you are wasting time on him, and if you really want to marry him I advise you to treat him more kindly. How- ever, do not let him see you are toe anxious to capture his heart. | No. 95 Rivington Street. Denar Betty: | AM « young girl and have no gtrl friends. Could you let me know where there is a settlement clad in the vicinity of the Ninth Ward thet I could Join to meet some nice girls? M. M Inquire at the Collese Settlement, No, % Rivington street. They will be able to direct you to the settlement club you desire. Too Young for Her. Dear Batty: AM @ schoolboy and am deeply tn love with a girl a year my sentor. We went to @ dance not long ago and she would not dance with me, but went with my friend, several years older than myself. There te going to be another dance soon. I know she will attend. Shall I invite her or not? Do you think she loves me? A. Lik. 1 think you are too young for the She seems tq prefer olier young lady. | boys. Don't Invite the young lady to the dance, as she treated you very rudely at the last dance. Be friends i with some nice young girl of your own age Princesse Dress—Patt:rn No. 5978, DECI CEU UDC TOT eter’ TH EVENING WORLD MAY MAN-