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“the Man From tome’ liakes Nety York Shake Hands with Kokomo. : by Charies Darnton. Ind. Baedeker out of business or to boom doesn’t matter a “marke” so far as the success of “The Man Home" at the Astor Theatre ts concerned. For "The Man From Home’ one to stay—you imay put that down In your theatrical year- oo& before going sa@nother line. Wilson to put Kokomo, / Wie it is the purpose of Messrs, Booth Tarkington and Harty Leon Put how any one van even think of seeing Europe with a “Baedeker’ after @eaing Mr. Willan Hodge in this play {8 at least three thousand miles beyond my understanding. If anything can break tourlng Americans of the awkward Bacdeker habit {t's “The Man From Home." Uiersed are they who are born in Indiana!—and just to prove it, George Ade eame in trom the farm last night with @ harvest smile of welcome for the humorously dry stranger. And with him the anything but Yry Manhattan au: dience suw Euri from the Indiana point of view The tablotd truth of the matter is that “The Man {rom Home’ made New York one G at first things seemed a bit uncertain with the Babel tower of foreign Nialects that the authors erected, tho oudttul atmosphere was cleared as oon as Mr. Hodge arrived upon the weene. Daniel Voorhees Pike, Attorney- @t-Law, Kokomo, Ind, in the rather young-ish person of Mr. Hodge, 1 @tantly made “The Man From Home" sMI hickory and a cord wide, dt seemed only yesterday that Mr Podge was loaded into a freight car do- ting service as a water wagon for Mis- ther Stubbins of “The Cabbage Patoh,” get there he was with a shaye as clean be the comedy into which Mr. Tarking- don and Mr. Wilson, with the intelll- gent assiktance of Liabler & Co. had Janded him as a through-Pullman star. Please do not understand this to mean that Mr. Hodge Js sleeping on his new fob. Not—at—all, He just “takes It easy." ‘Phat Is the charm of his act- ing. You would never guess that he had Met Broadway--Broadway that burns White light Just as Kokomo should be burning red honor of “The Man From Home.” Mr. Broadway into Ita marked. You could see by Hodge slipped past unspotled and un- feet that Danlel Voorhees Pike was from Ind!- ana. They wero real feet that turned ‘ap at the toes, not pretty, pumped at- fairs that hugged the floor and fashion. ‘And yet our friend from Kokomo was o Jay.” He breakfasted with a Rus- sian Grand Duke as gracefully he would have turned a fried ozg to good @ccount at home, Nothing embarrassed him, not even the reminder that America hae no lelaure class, to which he replied: “Well, we have a pretty good-sized eviored population.” And when he tackled the International marriage question by drawling, “If anybody wants our money for nothing he has to show enough energy to steal {t,"” both the Grand Duke and the audience were his friends for life, Mr. Hodge deserves to be known as Our Notseless Actor, for he acts from the brain, not from the lungs. (Mr. John Glendenning, as the Earl of Haw- castle, please copy.) {s extra-dry comedian, who has reached the goal that Mr. R have given htm a part that needs no bellows, While {t Js never dificult to guess what {s coming, The Man From Home" f» neatly bullt, and his shot at silly American girls who are willing to sell thelr happiness for a title goos straight home. It is a lesson fn marksmanship for Cupid, But It must de admitted thet the “love interest’ In the play goes wide of the, mark. In epite of Miss Olive Wyndham's tidy bit of acting as the girl from, home who has gone to Europe “'to find the nobler things,” and William Hodge as Daniel V. Pike. the nolseless jevotion of Mr, Hodge, the knife of any critle could cut their love in Lwo insthe very, thin last act. ‘ But who, cares emile as you gear her answer in “Sweet Genevieve” from behind the scenes, but {t Is the smilegyt forgiveness ‘ Acd anywes@your interest [9 all in the legal gentleman from Indiana who can’t understand ‘why his ward is willing to pay $750,000 for an English ass, the mere sight of whom causes him to ask: "Say, how much do they charge over bere forga rea) man?" Astde, from his native humor, the Kokomo guardian {s admirable for the courage he.displays in helping a fugitive from Sfberta to escape by pressing him Into service as his chauffeur and then discovering him to be the victim cf the Barl of Hawcastle, whose son ts atout to marry the girl from home. To adc to the effectiveness of a scene in which the cat is out of the bag in one dvmp, the girl's brother wishes to marry a French woman who 1s the fugitive’ wife and who ran away with the Kari. The Kokomo girl's determination to stick to her promise to marry the Earl's fon in spite of the father’s past moves her guardian to ask: “Your father and mother both came from Missourl, didn't they?” He never squeals when the luve- piach comes. He goes straight ahead, saying: “If you're golng to cross the Raubloon, cross it. Don’t wade out to the middle and stand thers. You'll only get hall from both sides. But when the Earl's son can see no disgrace in what bis father has done, the girl cute him off without a penny and sings ‘Sweet Genevieve” to the heart's content of her loving guardian. Mr, Hodge's only trouble with his part is in his left eye—which acts very badly. Mise Wyndham acta like a twin sister of Miss Minnie Dupree, Mr, Henry E. Jewett 1s the “grandest’’ duke the stage has seen in many a day, and that tried and true artiste, Miss Ida Vernon; Miss Allce Johnson and Mr, Echliti P. 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THAT To DOR OOOH Tf you drop a coln on the floor a the passengers watch your struggles to find !t and look cheerful if you lose {t and disappointed tf you get St, vut, | aigzag way and It costs you fifteen | s when any other clty would give| uu transfers—you are in New York. | Instead of | and submit | like @ sheep You needn't look * for the Statue of Liberty In the Bay, nor the skyscrap- “att ers you have heard | of all your iife, Just gat into # street car. If the conductor starts the car before you are on and gives you @ shove |-you are in New York. | Uf there are four pa: gers in a seat |on an open car and they don’t move up jto make room for you—you are in New York. She Proposed and Lost, Dear Betty: ‘ —— | AM young, charming and very popu: ——$=—$—=<< lar, and most people all me beau- Trifles Worth Knowing | g,4 ne immediately lett me. titul. I proposed to a young man! We cooking with old apples} not seen nor heard from him since. 1! I have at this season of the year} Prepored to him because it was leap add a little lemon juloe to} year What shall I do? TROUBLED. give flavor, Summer apples need f| i nothing but sugar, It wae very forward and unwomanly for you to propose to the young man, Bottles that must be air tight and I do not wonder that he resented should hi the corks dipped !n 3 it. You might write him a little note melted paraffine until thoroughly [telling him it was merely @ joke and coated, ask him to call upon you. Should cakes atick to the pans c, | put a hot cloth on the bottom tor, | Would-Be cActor, | minute or two, If papers are used | Dear Betty: | sticking {8 Infrequent. | AM nineteen years of age and have If rollg stick to @ pan they can been going with a young lady one year my junior for the past two years, Recently she has acted very strangely owing to the faot that I ad- be put back on the top of the stove for a minute or two, when they come out easily. vised her of my intention of golng on | lady seems very young? ees | the stage. She objected and told me tf I reaily became an actor she would part | from me. Do you think she loves me! any more? BROKENHEART. If the young lady really loves you she will be glad to have you flow your chosen profession {f you feel you *U!t can make a success at tt Question of Salary. Dear Betty: AM a young man of twenty, Havea good position, earnimg $15 a week Have been keeping company with a young lady of elghteen and we would like very much to get married, but her parents object, saying my salary {s too! small, Now, don't you think we could live nicely on that? Please advise. BFC. EB. The young woman's parents are quite right. Fiftesn dollars 1s too small amount for two people to live on. Why not walt a few years, as the young Isn’t It Always the Way? WHEN YOU GO BROKE ON THE RACES YOU HAPPEN TO THINK OF AN OLD FRIEND THAT RUNS A PLACE WHO WOULD CHEERFULLY PASS YOU AND THE BUNCH IN ~ oe & & wi ‘- By Lilian AND HAD PROMISED TO TREAT THE BOYS TO A STAG THAT NIGHT @ | | ee — ‘ BONNIE holding mass meetings and kicking like steers at the outrage—you are a New Yorker, New Yorkery are said to have beautl- way Journey 8nd) poss to stand, and so you politely ask |in any case, leave you to fish for It/ful manners in private life. Perhaps wake up in Ldd) people to move up, and they give you alone—you are in New York eee have, but !f so, It must be so large city a4 the icy iar wud move an eighth of aa] If you want to go ten blocks In a /Prlvate that few are ever privileged to But tn public their manners a disgrace to a nation of They walk over you, run over would be savag to tell whether YOU agtonishment or you'll know you are| If you pay all these extra carfares YOU. Knock you against the wall, dig you in the ribs and pursue the even | tenor of thelr way as serenely as !f they were gtrojling through a meadow flecked with daisies. In the subway or elevated, during the rush hours, murders are almost ommitted in the way New Yorkers wd the weak and trample the feeble. Hoodlums ara permitted to Joatle thelr will on qulet passengers 4nd no one in authority protests. And nobody notices these things, Because this ls New York, And nobody cares. And if anybody gets killed all a New Yorker doos {!s thank Heaven that Death didn’t get HIM And there {9 no public indignation at hese outrages, And no public epirit which might rev in getting them remedied, Because New York's motto 1s “Byery man for himself and misfortune take the hindmost,”” until street travel haa |become so dangerous that the safest thrown out, | way to get about Ls to stay at home and } telephone. If, It every heart were cleansed of hate And friendship came In fashion, It greed should coase to be the great And overruling passion, What would the hungry lawyers do, ‘And who would bring them cases? Phe courts would quickly close {f we Within our broasts had charity And smiles upon our faces. 5. E. Kiser in Qhicago Record Herald. By H. A. Sohl FEET THIS PLACE UNDER August Madison SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS.]are three on this floor. | Bessie Winthrop, a pretty New York xirl| have slept somewhere, Avenue 3 Mystery By Seward W. Hopkins, Audshor of “Nightatick and Nozale,” Kleck must And !t Is evt- whose father was murdered (after belne| dent that these beds were not occupled rulned in Wall Kendrick Mapie, a man about town, Bill street). is kidnapped by rT the night they fled, for If they didn’t \ Coty ole atusent m9, Fares | Pt) seen up Aer, act they Uundertakes to find hei mothy | wouldn't stop to make beds. We'll sup+ a Kk. Mapl t thee whown a Sena siti and pose that Blinknachter, being the doss as Ny borne, (inancler, In the | ‘ latter gules he unsuccessfully wooed Hesse, Of the house, had this front robm jen tmpoverianed and billed her father. for his own. There remains an odor of house of Dee Minknachten a atrames foretan (tobacco smoke, And I found a dally Vi ay house, paper—here it is, But there was | nothing else, ieredand Grange. ners, “Kleck, being a servant, probably rspit < Wis slept In the back room. I could find jorne, a trl elis Patrolman Hammerton, @ho f working on the mystery, that Witlowahby [borne te her own father Marcia Le Grand, es chum, 1s caught in a burning tene nt) Gaffney, fireman of i Hamavarton finds on the servant. ( WI ‘ many Beasle's present This clue Induces Brainard and Haimmerton to visit a deserted house in the Bronx, pete | CHAPTER X On the Trail. HE next morning Brainard met Hammerton at headquarters, Hye looked seedy after a alcopless night. Hammerton had a racing machins ready. It carried only two "I did not employ a chauffeur, as you Inslsted on accompanying me," he | sald. “And t knew you were an export jdrlver, I'll let vou do that. Tt will | take your mind off your worries.” | They were soon on the way. After a considerable ride they reached the house where Blilnknachter had lived | with Kleck and Bessie, on the mde water road. Thore was no one in It | "Walt here with the machine.” said Hammerton, "Til see the owner. He lives in a new house near he soon returned with house was opened tives. professional Inside | “Vl take another look around," sald Hammerton. ‘I did give the place a good look over before. but there may be something overlooked | “You searched more thoroughly down |statrs before,” sald the ownor of the house. “Yes, another man. ind the two de! and amateur, we: but [ looked upstairs well @}enough to make sure the birds had flown. Now we'll make a thorough ex- amination, We'll begin with the par- lor." ‘This was a moderately s!zed room. new. Hammerton went at his exami. nation hough he had a year before tm. And, In fact, the search had de- veloped Into such a long one that haste was not only useless, but out of the question, There was no use hurrying until there was something to burry after, No Clue, But search as he might, there was nothing in the parlor that could pos- sibly give a clue, ‘Ihe furniture had | been stiffly arranged when tt had been | put in, and reomed never to have been used. So they went from that room to an- other, and then to the kitchen, ‘There |s evidence here,” said Ham- merton, “that they did live here for a time, and left in a hurry. You see here {s a coffee pot. I sdw it when I was here before, and left It as it was. They | made coffee. The grounds are. sttil lthere. Then you'll notice little things \that show they left in a hurry. “Here fs refuse that should have been It was evidently a hur- riedly prepared meal, and hastily eaten. As the attack on Kleck, accord- ing to the police of this precinct, took place at night, I judge this meal took place at night, and the filght imme- diately after the killing of Kleeck.” This was probably good conjecture, but it led to nothing, It was easy enough to say that they were gone, sinca they were not there. But where had they gone? “Now we'll tackle upstatrs,"’ Hammerton. Brainard's face was ghastly white. It was a terrific strain on him to be going over tn detail all these things In the house where Bessie, if she was sald alive, or her murderer if she was dead, had lived, “You se said Hammerton, when they had reached the upper floor, “that \there was no attempt here evidently }to set up @ Maboratory. I could find |no one in the neighborhood who ever | suepected that the occupant of the | house was @ professor or doctor,” “Which proves that Bessie is dead.” | Thunderstruck | “Everything proves that to you,” sald |Hammerton a little impatiently, “but | not to me, Here is a bedroom. There " comfortably furnished, with everything | nothing there before, Let's look again.” They went to the back room through @ little hall “Here js the stump of a cigarette,” | sald Hammerton. I've known a good many negroes to use them, We'll gay that this was Kleck's room.” | Off the Httle hall there was a large bedroom, and this was well furnish¢d. | ow, somebody has slept here” | sald Ttammerton, "1 shouldn't wongor if It was Besste's room." Bralnard stared at him as if thunder struck, “If” he sald hoarsely, “as you think, the is alive, could escape trom here.” f “Could you?” asked Hammerton, “10 L hadn't found you? \f Blinknachter |could keep you under the Influence of-@ she drug any length of tira to please dis ltancy, so he could Bessie, Put to sleép + the same green drug that Biink- |nachter gave you, she would sleep til he chose to revive her in the morning” Prainard's face was twitching. He jcould not be shaken in his convictlom |concerning the head. But with a sort iaeal fascination he stood stars How on which that living head ave reposed two pillows on the bed, ftest iinen, Suddenly, ery that startled darted forward, its pluce and knees kissing It. with an inarticulate | wi Ha | snatched the pillow from fell on h iOh, My Darling!” “Bessie! Oh, my darling Bessie, where {are you?" he cried, merton was paying him no He was staring at something ite crumpled and hastily thrown un- der the plilow. He picked it up and shook it out. It was a woman's night- dress J ‘There was a closet opening from the | room, and he stepped to that and looked In, The hooks were bare. “The fiight was sudden, and they made what hurry they could to hide | things they did not want to take,’ ‘he |sald. "Girls brought up Bessie Winthrop would hang this—hello!’® He had taken hold of the corner of the bedclothes, The bed looked humpy |in the middle. He tore the covers off. | There, spread out, tumbled together in a mass, were a number of women's warmen #nd among them a gown d smoked, d up one thing after another, d, Who had now risen to his stood panting. This is the gown she had on the night of tho fire tn the Woman's Own | Hotel," said Hammerton, “And these jothers are coarser in texture and much longer. Here is another crumpled-up dress, There were two women in (his room, and Beas.e Wintnrop was one of them.” “Alive” yelied Braina "Alive, as I suid, But | me now is where this Jeame from. You didn’t about any other woman “ Full Speed Ahead!” said Brainard, in a des like what pothers other woman say anything ‘Tsaw nu ered way. Is evident suitcase or sume: at they've had a grip, % all packed wits fresn clothing r o run,” said Hame merton, “And the alarm came siripped tha closets and jammed wey didn't want to take in here, ow that they do not hope They know shat we know when It Is e to dec they were h Brainard nod {t was all he had | power enough left to do. | "There he is! gasped the owner of the house, glancing tirougn a window, |A big red touring car was passing tne |house slowly. A chauifeur was driving. |A man with a reddish beard was stare ing curiousiy at the house and the automobile before it, “Out and after him shouted Hame merton, and he led the way downstalrny The bewildered Brainard followed, Leaping into their racing machine they sec off. But the man with the red |beard had seen the face at the window ‘and had noted the evident speed of t jracer. By the tlme they were in t racer and moving the big red maching was far on its way toward West Farms, “Full speed ahead!” said Hammertog chuckling, “We've got the devil now.” (To Be Continued.) YOMSEE: |