The evening world. Newspaper, July 15, 1908, Page 11

OOO ODD UDO 00000 00000000L, ‘OOOO O000K 0 Wives; ot os Or, Why the Hearth Loses {ts Lustre. By Barton W. Currie OOS Cost On the other hand, no subtlety Is velled No. 4—The Hyper-Sen- to her, She sees through everything, | sitive Wife. but always in the wrong conclusion Just when you feel that you are in- and va r nds and neighbor your relatives to suit her HE man whom - Fate has looped In the ave suddenly overwhelmed with a gale same marital ‘i traces with a Hy-/0f sighs and a flood of tears, Ns Th is the time to get out your per-sensitive Wife soon discovers that his bed is fraugnt Herbort Spencer and read of the simple organism of the Yeast nt. How many husbands are there to-day who would with thorns, She Le if thelr wives were as close- may be fair as POY 4 NER EDU KA ly limited in their processes of change coceod with the @% the Yeast-plant or the red snow axing charms of * elei, but such Mr Mrs, Yeast-p ant were orougit surtaco Into being, smiled on each other and ities are post. died, The ted snow alga lived, blushed loneymoon assets. and died | After a couple have settled down to But by the time the husband of the marking time In a Hi Pompton pagoda or a Bre doth he mM flat, @ x bungalow, nd she begin to take sound- Hyper-sensitive Wife has begun to gauge the Right Bower of his domestic! domicile he has advanced to progressive Sngs, ‘Thereat the byper-sensitiveness paranoia or Incipient paresis crops out. First she reveals that she. “I lke the way your sister dresses has no more sense of humor than a her hair,” says John pleasantly to Ca LACK = . She Considers Herself the Target of Some Gramatic eritie in h second heat of m He has hee: i throwing the short-weight hammer. Sie way fr he office to the porte sees a joke onty in the reflex and cochers, Friends and relatives had shrinks as if stung. cised Camilla’s sister's halr most, You can't jolly her out of the dumps, aritably, be wil make a hit by 1 ® to yourself giving sister's hair a boost, Does he? Je aud worlds re- The Million Dollar Kid GoopBYE, MONK, LS GOODBYE, MRS, Money! HOPE You HAVE A Nice ovutina! 'm GOING TO He ‘ RAS BURY Heel! a) DOESN'T || sope you envoy | 1 CAN'T STAND) \ OTHER ME, (your trip! / NEW YORK HOT FoR us! DRIVE THROUGH THE PARK, JAMES, AND BACK oN THE HuH! TH E (Qoopeyxe , LOTTIE, Looe | Kea! | 19 Too, GUE SS Cool Ripe! ALL MY FRIENDS ARE Away! NLL HAVE A NICE ly Magazine, Wednesday; July 153 By R. W. Taylor ‘mM GOING To THE SEA, SHORE TO ESCAPE THE HEAT, MR, MONK! Wish | COULD GO WITH OU! IT'S CERTAINLY HoT ! He not she considers herself’ + are making fun of poor 4 some siultie malice of bella,’ whimpors Camila, whereupon,| i t tt John aman, ‘he sifpa softly away | @Ne@O@e o L y DO OOO OR It ts even dangerous to flatter a wom: and kicks bis favorite dog off the back ¥ ci ee bur sensl- pore) never the same Impulse seizes) x 0 § A Iveness {s d—i ne is him concerning the Hyper-sensitive One| iv) ol FY your wife, She will always look for there is some pecullar 5 A @§ \« Ol ( @ veiled subtlety in the wrong place. mildness in his make-up. % Warawaney i eae %) ® & ROMANCE OF AND ITs NEW YORK TREAT Aienk Lee Chorus Lady, FOUNDED ON THE PLAY OF THE SANE NAhic By James Forbes, and) Crawford rihem un! ation of “Tne Gharus Was Mace Palsy stood baoy By John W. Harding. | m that they had really gone, (ops right, lus, ty G. W. Dikugoam Com: ) Then Patsy's tortured heart cou'd bear pany) fi :no more and she bu to tears, A SHAPERS. | Jor “ oe 7 Ve DING CHALLIS Jong drawn “Oh-0-0!" escaped through BYNOPSIS UF Dan Aadiors, , er ¢ i Gametd 0 4 4 dow Ye h F quivering pa and she stiffened shure CER oo partner & : d her arms in her suffering. yy fund fied Now ford was moved by the sight! 4 atiructed ounKer sist issitx ures, fonds Confers ears, make Was too much for the gt i, il to the verge of disizac: t at dashed the tears fi ‘ rom her Crawford d swith her hand Vbren's Vole 0m passionatel. end) thrned upon Belux ward ‘acvicha daste dn the “roca where O'Brien, bocow | UNeodn't pay! 1 needn’ ejaculated, "1 have pala aly se nani ith my mother's with the | oe the tan T've loved ali Ny ( aCs whatl've pald to save little sister from) you—vou beast! BS t's the wo t and pays—and pays! men that w pay!" she ™ You pays ‘saddle animal pald with , hgh lowed no regular trail in @ high Alpine valley | ousy avin) Sho walked to the bedroom door ang | been before us ; COPYRIGHT. UNDERWOOD AND i) NOARWOOD Ny. 1995; | by'G. P. Putnam's Sons) | under arrangements with am's Sons, New York and NO 17%, Slaying a Giant Moose. having but one p HERE were but two of us, and we were travelling very | ach, he among the mo Late one cold afternoon we came out yas no sign of any n Down tome Wom. & clear brook. On each side was a belt of | , Commanded. | thick spruce for 7 tower , | 2 safe now.’ thick spruce forest, coverin wer 1 DPR | CHAPTER XVII. | ypora.camy forth, and without another | flanke of the mountains, The trees (EMIS EH] Wee av who lad listened to Patay'e |cRmMe down In points and {solated The Climax. | ‘rebuke shamefacedly, bent fare | clumps to the brook, the banks of | with his arms on his knees, | which were thus bordered with open Crawford on his part was beside him | dil not even look up as they passed | self with exasperation more than enough of tne complicated mesg his intrigue with Ni had atirred CHAPTER XIX, ° He had had| Hm on thelr way to the street | glades, Sie }and rapid. rendering the travelling easy Goon after starting up this valley we ntered a beaver meadow of consiler- Riyrm not going to fight with you,” he The Father. | sete Alas, Tt C0) eth a mith ah eaid angrily. “I'm not going to have IR a time after Matlory had left bia (Ad " ape een a ne fe mixed up him O'Brie through {t rather sluggishly in long bE CUR if apse consumed himself curves, which were fringed by @ thick with a lot of ra chorus gir's With patience,” but the minutes, fi fs. (that had enough of this. that seemed to have lengthened into a Ive I've had enough of the lot of y0u.!thourand seconds each, accumulated. , You'll leave my house and at once, All until his absence, which was to havel. of you-every. last one of you. d halt an hour, just the time to He moved toward Patsy with the !0-\ bring Mrs, O'Brien back, had extended tention of driving Nora from the bed- jconsiderably over an hour, The old man room and bundling the whole family jeould contain himself no longer and ‘out. e started after Mallory and his wife. Patsy divined his purpose. Meanwhile Crawford had been review. “No, don't do that!” she whtspered, ing the exciting events that had suc- quickly and despatringly. seizing WS) coeded each other so quickly that night t arm, “Not after a i K done, There and almost had culminated in a dis. won't he any scandal; there won't be! gracetul ght. First there was N yes | \f ht. ‘as Nora, at fight. I'll get rid of them, Leave) with her role of Innocence so cleverly t to me, played, who had Crawford could not but respect her! presents out of ae Fee aslee ie, wrk: and devotion, He turned from the lite was entirely cured of any ities ier and Patsy advanced toward Mal-ltign he had felt for her jt t aaah Then there was Patsy, who for tho| A Woman's Scorn, second time had dressed him down, sat | “Why don't you Ve. uée) ahe> dae upon him and rubbed tt in by putting | him through the disagreeable proce: of being shown up to hima Final! there was the low stableman with, whom he had associated, who had bul-| Hed him and threatened him with eer violence, With Mallory at east he woud even, and at once, by immediate Sofia Se aa pate ee thete thie, Qe knew, wo sf petals manded coldly. “What do you want me to do? What more do you want me to gay? I love this man, He's everything to me and you're nothin’ to me.” Mallory and her inother gazed at her, @unned, shocked. by this declaration, “Ren't stend lookia' at me like that—| plucked o growth of dwarfed willows. In one or two places it proad nto small ponds, bearing a few lily- js meadow had been 1] tramped y moose. ‘Trails led hither and hither through the grass, the wigs were cropped off. and the muddy banks of the little black ponds were indented by hoofmarks. Evidently most of tho lilies had been The footprints were unmis- akable; a moose’s foot Is longer and slimmer than a caribou's, while on the other hand it {s much larger than an elk’s, and a longer oval in shape. The light was already fadin; Glove Economy. | HE long cotton gloves with | T vse finish,” to which so! many women pin their faith) during the hot weather, can hay their durability greatly increased {t| & minute piece of cotton wool |s/ stuffed into the tip of each finger, Only the smallest quantity of wool fe required, the object being to pre- vent the nails from wearing away the fabric of the giovés and causing ‘nojes after @ ahert period of wear, loose in the meadow, li mare that carried the be course we did not wish to p where , brook We were, e we wou cers, I walked slowly, it being difflc not tainly scare the moose. Acconiingly we to make a noise cking sticks or pushed up the valley for another mile brushing against trees In the gloom, but rough an open t. the ground being the forest was so open that it favored te free from underbrush and dead me. nber, and covered with a carpet of When [reached tie edge of the beaver loss, fn w e sank nolse- meadow it was light enough to shoot though the front sight still glimmered indistinctly, Streaks of cold red showed that the sun would soon rise. Before leaving the sielter of the last spruces I halted to listen, and almost Immediately heard a curious splashing Sound from (he middle of the meadow, where the brook broadened into sma'l willow-bordered pools. | I knew at once that es: Then cane meadow, whiet we Ntehed camp, Ac a dry g and turned the t ing the little Jown t se brook At dawn I was awake 1 crawled a moose was !n out of my buffalo bag, shivering and ne of these pools, wading about and sawning. My companion still slumbered Pulling up the water Iiies by seizing their slippery stems in his lips, plunging his head deep under water to do so, The moose love to feed In this way in the hot months, when they spend all the time they in the water, feeding or lying down; nor do they altogether abandon the habit even when the weather Is so cold that lelcles form In their shaggy voats Crouchin, covered whatever heavily. White frost had been left outside, The cold was sharp, and 1 hur slipped a pair put moe my feet, drew on my gloves an and started through the ghostly the meadow where had seen the moose sign, fts of grass were stiff with frost; black ice skimmed the edges and quiet places of the little edly ns on cap. woods for we I stole nolselessiy al HE blouse that ty with a is i the favortte one of made the stason, and allows 90 Hitles for je of indi. the woman who plang her own This one wardrobe, # made with shaped yoke allowa excep: successful use Hons and in- vile it also an be made from any all-over material, er an be embroidered or itself to the indly The quantity o terial required for the medium size fs 3 1-4 yards 21 or %, 2 1-2 yards % or 13-4 yards 4 Inches wide, with § yards of insertion, medallions, Pattern No, 6040 |5 cut {n sizes for a 2, M, 38, 88 and 4 inch bust measure, Fancy Tucked Blouse—Pattern No. 6040. Call or send by mall to THE EVBNING WORLD MAY MAN: Hew te TON FASHION BURBAU, No. 189 Rast Twenty-third street, New Obtala York. Send 10 cents im coin or stamps for each pattern erdered. ‘Thee IMPORTANT-—Write your name and eddress plaialy, 126 al- Wetterm. }! ———— ‘ESSAH! DAT MAN DONE GIMME ®¢,000 Fo! DIS Rig! qt ep, mose! a Title EN be € a «) Told by Hiinsolf -: ‘ Ne co the ow. thicke The it from side to every few rods adge of the w stream twisted t side in zigzags igh so that 1 got a glimpse down a lane of black water In a minute [i a slight splash- ing near me; and on passing the next polnt of bushes 1 saw the shadowy outline of the mor hindquarters, standing in a bend of the water, Ina moment he walked on ing. I ran forward a couple of rods and then turned In among the willows to reach the brook where !t again dent back toward me. The splashing in the water and the rustling of the moose's body against the frozen twigs drowned the little noise made by my moccasined feet. 1 strode out on the bank at the lower end of a long narrow poo! of water, dark and half frozen, In this pool, half-way down and facing me, but & soore of yards off, stood the mighty marsi beast, strange and uncouth In look as some monster surviving over from the Pliocene. ard, disappear- His vast bulk loomed black and vague in th dawn; his huge ant- lers 6 sharply; imns 0! steam rose from his Mv eral seconds he fron then he began to t it he had a stiff neck When quarier way round I fired oulder; whereat he reared and bank with a great leap, the willows, ‘Through 4 me motionless rn blowly and as into his pounded o! vanishing in theso I heard him crash like a wh wind for a dozen re fell, and when I re had ceased to stru rough his hes » a moose ig thus surprised at ers jt will often stand and two and then n stiffly around u | headed in the right direction; once thyis headed aright it starts off with extraordinary speed. The flesh of the moose Is very god, gh some deem ft coarse, Old ? Avho always like rich, greasy food, ha beaver's Kwood delicas 3; then down he sned the Bpot he e, The ball had or for a momer the tors, rank @ moose’s nose W he chiet t playful, delighting woking, striking, vliy making gro- y grow old ley t to beco ngorous, and even are tMiiay takes the form of a mock tight. Sime jumbermen I knew on the ‘Aroostook, In Maine, once captured a young moose and put it In a pen of igs, A. few days later they captured somewhat sim r, and put it in the same pen, t the first would be grateful at havi compan ihn. But if it was It dissembled its feelings, for it promptly, fell on the unfortunate newcomer and killed it be fore !t could be rescued. A Delicious Icing, P= on acup of granulated sugar | with a halt cup of water, let it) boll without stirring pins a heavy thread. Beat very stiff the white of one egg and Into it pour slowly the hot | sugar. Let the syrup cool a little be- | fore putting it In the egg or it will cook it. Beat steadily until the tcing {gs smooth and creamy, Just defore it is too cold to stir longer add one ounce each of can. Aled cherries, chopped citron, candied cinsanply Gad dianehed almooda until tt 1 OO O0000.000000, a MISGISICOOS 8 S seat Author of “Tale: No, 4—Hard Going Ncw | for Touts—But There's | Been Worse, i OMB lumpy S heeling — just . now for the yizz boys and the info spinners at tracks, [hear Some of ‘em drop in here of nights, living nousing for ind to hear pl ii elleving them you'd be thore wasn't two bits In the Middle Atlan CLARENCE L CULLEN jte States, But the spinach was al- ways pretty hanl to spear along Tout Walk. I know, because once I was there with a harpoon and a stingaree’s tall at the tracks myself, and about all L got was the Swaboda movement. i yself so much exer- i Trouble was they all knew all about it. Even when I was trying to make the buzz thing tear me off a bunk and cakes, every laying hand with weed in his ears thought he had Eddie Burke looking Mike fs a binket swinger attached to a busted when it came to knowing which four-year-old maiden w going to cop in an eaphteen-horse fleld One day handed se pve or since. Jimson | the first run-off 1 , bummed to a spidery-looking hasher that I'd piped counting his Uttle roll Joe X-papes on the train to the track before “Say, Here’ } He didn't look to me as If he know the difference between a racing saddle and a saddle of Southdown mutton, and, see ing him twiddling over his little bank- wad like that, 1 ome sorry for him, , says I to myself, “The way that get bumbled by the eat-‘em- allye cush-chewers he'll run Into makes me unhappy—unless T beat ‘em to it When, at the track, [ slipped along- side him and pulled the nudge, he was resting against a ring stanohlon with next come-over was going to say day. “Bo,” saya T, “fag There isn't anything in this game worth worrying about, It's only ac: of trudging up to these moneyed peo- pla you see satchels, whis- pering the name of something right to tem, and about ten minutes later whisk- ing back and taking a couple o' pounds of the 17, S-stamped kert!sh away from them, And that's how I'm going to rig {t for you right now, Tucked away beneath the perspiration band of the lid which you now see me wearing have the monaker and mess number of a thing {n this first eprint that could hop on his hind legs only and beat any- thing on the Long Island Railroad from here to Great Neck by four days, I can sea that you're some chalky around the cars anout this thing Roseben that’s in the go, but, messmate, this one of mine” That's as far as T got with that. that worrying. with the he heast corner of his face, He has dis ast two engage: the aiter appointed ow and gave me ue his m quite le to call s. Shall I con t¢ 1 meet tb riondship or n otte n ‘would tt be proper for me to speak to =|}im? 1 only care for him in a friendly | way, but don't care to lose my friends R, AF. 8. As the young man let yo? know previously that he would be unablo to keep the engagements, I do not think cuse to give up his you have an ex Monologues of -i- By Clarence L. Cullen, ning me previously he! on my way home from business. | 9.08. Mixologist 3 of Ea-Tanks.” “Hey, there! Stop bulging out that way or you'll burst," says he to me, “The first thing vou know you'll have a case of corrugated chart, and then tt'll be vou for a shoe clerk's job. You want to slip me a babeskv in this one, hey? Arehte, you couldn't hand me one if the red board was down on it and the thing was hack in the shed munching Say, carrots, Nobody on this swamp could poke me a pony for to play if It had copped at $5 to 1 ldet Thursday week an@ the kale T had-on it was now being toole! off the grounds in planola moving wagons, Soy. Charley, if you had one named Pipevitl was backed by the Clearing - FI sociation, and you says te ays vau"-— Uh ‘That was all [ heard of {t T staked myself to a half-dime's worth of figs on a stick and went out on the grass to cool out and peek around for @ Iikeller smudge, Peering around to what might be coming off in the way of Kokomo sifters. before the second sprint, T niped a dimpy little cigaroat- who looked like one of those Chatham Square dud-shack dummies— pinkle-winkle cheeks, little dolly sliver of a tallowy mustache, flaxy hémp plas tered down under his ton gear. “Now, walt one minute and don't squeak da-da or mam-ma when I pinch m you, Buck,” says I to that one, taking him by the fin gently, “but hark ye untuh muX until IT have unspun this coll, which ts going to send you back to your humble home with moro of the saffron papes than you ever saw in @ man-o'-war's man’s mitt on his first day ashore’ after a three-year cruise, Hush-sh! I'm here with the huylerinos and all you've got to do Is to toss 6 a Nickel!” your jowlles back when T pass you t signal, This thing about to be run called a fumping race, Now, pal, because you have a wistful eye, loo ing on the noonday sky, I'm going to slip you the name of a jumper In this thing that can make that cow that jumped over the moon look like a barnacls glued to the bottom of @ dis- mintled ship in the Erle Basin, If this one that I'm"-——- And that's as far as I whirled with his mitts in his nankeens, gazing sort that one, too, The dollle-eyed gum of aad at the rafters, like somebody | With the pinkle-winkle jowis twisted wondering what the instalment man around on me just at that stage of st and with the hoarse pipes of @ barrel- house barkeen handing the @o-away rumble to a bum sleeping In @ saw. dusted corner says he to me: “Bub, you can't sell me no cure for warts on the mitts, because I ain't got none, And I asn't buyin’ no two-bit chances on gingham sun bonnets, either, Bay, here's a nickel. to some pepsin gum and see s you can't loosen up them pipes—you're hoarse. In some o' them brands o* gum you'll find a little slip o’ paper that tells your fortune, and maybe you'll draw one that'll git you some- thing. I used to play that gum dope alt three ways myself. But say, buddy, When you was playin’ pinny-pinny- poppy-show and runnin’ around your block wit’ a paper pinwheel held out ag'in the breeze, | was ridin’ steeple. ase hawsses, and any time, noWa- 1 fall fr a stack o' coal gas huh, who {it was—the years before—and me something race aud leave it there. trying to back into him about a jumping at I'd ad ne fora SOSEIUD: Ye-eh, I'm not doubting that the going Rues: had been staking me for the buzz boys js some to the cloddy ravens iene h lamp ever since I'd now, But wasn’t it always that way? lbegun the breeze on him, and now he/ASK me. I'm) absent without | leave | pushed his end of It at me out of the rod Ww memories of that Betty Vincent’s Advice on Courtship ana Marriage 940000000000 000600000UY 04200000 0000000000000 Do Not Gibe Him Up. ing young men she could’have had on!y for me, I am considered rather bad | Dea jiooking, but of considerable mean, \Offtimes she gets an for cause | at all, She told me her cousin came to call and insisted upon kissing her and she consented, that it inder the impression cousins to kiss, 3, R | The young lady fs treating you very | badly. Ask her frankly {f she loves you or not and tell her !f she does you think she should treat you more kind- It 1s perfectly proper for cousins > kiss at meeting or parting, but not lee. | Teno Men and a Gtel. | Dear Retty: |] MET a you love with was proper for ease advise me what to do, | ng tad her. I and am deeply tn met her at @ friendship. Speak to him when voit] oarty where she waa with the man meet, but do not !nvite him to cal) th WHORE aKa UNRRS a in he asks you himself. | 1 Whom she ping compan. he a - ; ur times and seemed A Capricious Girl. {t be right for me to pay attentions? ¢. Peace It the young lady 's not engaged to |] AM twenty-four and am engaged to @ very pretty girl of about nineteen. I love her more than words can ex- I treet her as well as soy girl the young man you ha 3 much right he to pay her attention, for she ehowed a preference for you at the @ance I, however, she is Go stake yourself | | |