The evening world. Newspaper, August 25, 1908, Page 13

o Senta eye eet ily Magazine, Tuesday, August 25, _ OY 'The Newlyweds- i i M Re bs nsiiiaeraaes amen ‘| Widow Wordalogues Art! BABY ALL CLEAN Now ? SA BYE-BYE -—— To PAPA Brings Miss Frentice By Helen Rowland Out of ihe Woods, NO, PRECIOUS, PAPA CAN'T TAKE YOU IN HIS ARMS! YOUR ‘ITTLE HANDS Miss Rowland's brilliant dialogue story, “The Wido Stich unusual suocess and created so great a demand for further ad- By Charles Darnton. ae HE Call of t th’ wasn't a elveumstance to the call of thoy ARE ALL DIATY ! } ventures of the same characters, that the author has written ex- 5 66a audience fo sof large talent during and after tl — clusively for The Bvening World the present series. Theatve ar NO. 1-WHEN I, VE ES DON. AND OVERDONE, Mi lemons auitder J the stage pulled from! OW Dovey! AGP THERE oxela the Widow with a sigh of Te qnder him vy a mere ty (a girl named Beatrice Prentice, who, | am JUST WAIT A T lif, a8 the Bachelér slipped the engagement ring told, ts otily seventeen Ab es pal extends peyond a sic dad just returned to him into: his pocket, MINUTE AND «mall part in “The Rang . ustus whieh Dustin Par- The rettlhad Mum was unlorsed earl season. ‘To Mr, Edeson's credit it may be said LL WASH THEM! in ae The Hachelor glanced up With a look tm that he accepted the situation gracefully by Miss fee to sha HE WANTS TO an allem to bet reprouchful struggled with gene wi nt for her i You mean It's UNsetted=agatn."" alone “crled the Widew, clapping her smatl hands unti, From the Miss Prentice | tho rutfles at her eloowe Ralrly twinkled, “amd therefore slipped inte much more tnteresitng, Nothin, can te Interesting Nhat ts ‘settled,’ whether t's a wontan, or love, af chame pagne, or @ question. ‘That's why marriage ts go dull an@ Uresome. It lacks the-the fizz.” “The—what? Tha } PALEN RoweAND rogatively, “The sparkle," explained the Widow, “the uncertainty, ope and the fear, and the nut and!’— “The chance of escape in the Bachelor siastically, | “And the variety," added the Widow “Oh! The Bachelor regarded her witheringly. “Then you want to break | your engagement to marry me because I'm oniy ONE and you want-varlety.* “Of course,’ agreed the Widow, caluily sipy ten, “variety of expere fence and varlety of emotions and var‘ety of cony Jou and something to exe pect and to hope for and to de surprised t fancy, Billy.’ and she looked at him with reai horror in her eyes, “Hf we had actualfy matried. Life would have been just ike reading a novel when you knew exactly how {t was golng to turn out, IT would have been perfe tain at what houp you were Ssoing to leave the house evéry day, and at what moment you were coming Im, and just where you had teen and"— "Oh, I don't know about that!” Interposed the Bachelor, hastily: ‘And what you were gofng to wear and how often you would kiss me end what you would talk about’ “And I'd ‘have known." Interrupted the B Intake your hair curl and how your clothes"- claws under » Was very posylbilit cover, It’ was evident th much alive and weil under the skin of | the part, yet pro! ) one expested to sea the kitten turn into a tigress, But the surprise came—one of those! rare surprises when a ‘find’ Is made] raised his eyebrows Inter jand the doubt, and the and an audlen tri Columbus, Tt came after French girl, with the quick blood of becomes a t little SAY, YOU SHouLD J HAVE SEEN Now cot THAT ! XOU'IRE AN HOUR LATE AS IT ID! GET To worn! and > impu habltant, and touched by his honesty, turned to him | h trust and gratitude in her eyes. | She had come to a trading station tn/ en, y the Hudson Bay country for news of} her missing father, and when she 9 learned that he had been sent to his ‘ f death on the dreaded “longue traverse” ny actor of the p) horror and turned to a swift, passionate at-| q p [ tempt at vengeance on the daughter of y ‘ ; ve man, Her hot ¢ y the| Ca we ty nt and her heartbroken gil f in her i lover's arms, as she sobbed “They ail Robert Edeson as Ned Trent. Mar. Knew. and I was waiting, T was walur for him," touched the audience to th jorie Wood as Virginia Albert. 3 mT) ane car HE CERTAINLY 18 & GREAT CHILD 1 THEATE? FID) ve ', desperately, "Just how you ’Mr. Travers!" i] “Oh, well.” retorted the Bachelor resentfully, “a woman is bound to lose soma of her mysterious charm as s0on as a man finds out what all her clothes are for and where she gets hey complexion and that the subfle perfume about her ‘ #2 an and why ele does things and-and doesn't do tem, and how round, asd why » argues crosswise and talks In ¢lreles and twists up hair and her theories” “And am ' broke tn the Whlow with a wave of her tea cup, “ceases te Qe at all awe-inspiring and loses some of romantic charm for a woman, after she h h without a collar and with his face covered with lather is top hair sticking up in, and found out that lis shoulders are padding j 3 mostly pose and—and"— And love is done hing bitterly. mind ff actin, a wh uncommon this Progre: the pla Miss Prentice has that ¢ ter still, she 1s simple amt tage folk koep ther safe fr aimilar to the one scored Hiolty and powe as 1 to Interrupt the ha apy 1 something ca y the teks of the Josephine VI od “temperar tle gods who watch rade. Her briet t umph was t Orel f hut it counted for more than ay onal outburst, look inch t air era d manner were as delicately @s one could x 3 hop a & her pret Twi turned by f | . the praise she so ¢ os There was little tr 1 + pla Oo TOO) @ ye OOOO \ afier Julle Bagnean 1 the " ‘ q @econd act to return no more, The : B Alb p SO} t {Me Call of the North’ broug ete DY ADEPT § AYVSON AOPTAUNE ose s Pren tice out of th: ¢al all. Mr. Broadhurst’s play, founded Btewart Edward Wa! ‘Con- . Juror’s House,” and sp! staged, a) JOOOCOO OK DOE DOG began well but ended badly, A first act fuil of excellent characterization and "action" that broug’ vo canoe loads of Indians on the scene g @0od melodrama with the genitne thrill and & second act wih novi human Incident kept up thls Nope, But fhe third act, with tg uncoavineng love @cena and Ineffective ‘surprise,’ only Jed the way to @ final act that ‘izgied out in a tedious trial s:ene reminiseunt of "The Easterner,” the broadbu play of last season thet vent poor Na Goudwin back to the mines. Pictures Posed by GERTRUDE HOFFMANN, Famous Salome Dancer, Now at Hammerstein's. he dwelt and preach- s knew Iga as John, the slowly, ‘Nor does the Tetrarch wish it |ly there are none living at thi blazoned abroad that the undergraind The last was he who came bo prison has @ new occupant, Yet"—- fore Herod and denounced the peak on!” insisted Salome, “It 18 for the sin of slaying Philip and w p Baptlet?” mused Calus, “a command {t, When Herod, the | ding Philip's wife, my mother, - | at Tetrarch, imprisoned my father, his! qias, ‘The prophet told Herod to his brother, that he might be free to wed face that the gin was mortal and warn- has won f my mother, he placéd hin tn that well oq him of t because it was not right thot one of Gog, yes royal bluod should be in a prison that thd had held men of low degree. Why should another captive now abide in the cell consecrated by royalty? Sure- ly, no hostile prince has fallen into , Herod’s power; else I should have heard ype of a Ite! What does it mean?” nswered Haill, “yet he » Srom-his burning words f A man with a sal, outh and bearted, Though his WON aoe so conde mother that she fell into a rage and made Herod have the over-bold F put to death, I well remember of Herodias. She would not sleep til! word came to dried bodies of reuste, He dwelt {n the wilderness of Mr, Edeson did nothtng (9 win syne tra dear ; 5 pathy for Ned Tron-, the frea tradcb of It, Who ocouples the cell? What ‘a™m*rs deat Hebron andrew many ¢ him rc ‘ho came to avenge the death of his vole was! —— “Did Not Die?” Dramised tie, COR oe & AH : Seaton father, and bit upon the p ‘The voice of one erying in the wil- who should rule Israel 2 { teeileye (athe cen derness! Repent, for the Kingdom of ‘Yet the Prophet d «| “Rome rules Israel,” interposed Cal Tflwill Never Marry eAnveody os r Heaven {8 at hand!" ed Halil, speaking | “it this man!— to know when the fire fy out and when a flittation or a grand passion—or @ K , the post eed In ore ee ene Fy The words, deep, majestic, rolled up| the words still 9 "Phe face a ed) pte-!s done.” F cen bates Met ecaal miiReut pees hs Beatrice Prentice as Julle. from the black depths of the Inclozed | hi: y the trre command in Salome, between her soft red lirs, te |” And not te go on trying to stir up the flants until tt 1s-OVERDONE,* the “longue trav ij | lorious eyes. : of ph (ia eee : ee 4 provisions, Trent's twinge of consctence that caused him to pretend to make : RODS TSERIA RE FHS KOQUNGT Ob.) KuBLEIELaIBlarlONaleye __tacedotlia san f of 4) agreed the Bachelor @ mockery of an ‘“Ingenuous" girl's first love only helped to make a bad matter lome felt @ strange thrill sweep through Did not die Salome exclaimed, {n-| gian Halil “And until all the flaver Is cooked ¢ of {t," added the Widow. “A love 3 worse. Mr, Edeson, of course, took what the author gave him, but he cer- her, cei ve t! i aaa, : Princess affalr isn't an endless ohain or a continuous vaudeville; it's just a short stormy 4 dep Naitebralnt ARnunbearanlaran erod knew the Prophet for a holy) ,4 o” or a poem, or a spring song"'— LN ARAM, COCA HanReLSED un tii CHEW GaSmR oct) A Palace Mystery. jand great-man.” went on tatn, “ana “YOU Love Me |" or a joke!" pat in the Bachetor, rarcasteatly. Y . Wh ‘s {t?" she demanded of Halil, | feared to p him to I : Wann? “Or a one-act play,’ continued the Widow, ignoring the insinuation, “Ang she cried, stamping her tiny not why. For the Tet ys AS Jal max is reached {t's time to ring down the curtain and turn out the when the Drourht him the gun, could easily be foreseen, and the trial was over before it began so far as the audience waa concerned. The of trick of the girl coming forward to i yom at the | That Trent would be recaptured, and that he would slield the girl who foot Jn Impatience. who offend him with no more hesitation “I dread to speak a name Your High- than he would crust a gnat. Yet this ness must loathe to hear," faltered the Prophet he spared, Yet, young Syrian. ‘The captive In yonder|continue to shout abr well is no Prince. Not even a noble of | denunciations, Her the court, Nor is he @ common male- | prisoned in this well."” vith the fun you've had and to the price withous she added, sorrowfully, “never seem to know know when to stop eating or drinking. shed the elor, rising and putting out hls hand nonchalantly the Widow, with a startled glance, 5 and to be satist giumbling, But some that, any m than th ‘Or to stop talking," Well Wh—what?” ve her lover at the last moment has Jost its cunning. An author tseanmot afford to let an audience write his play for him. | Gertrude Hoffmann as Salome. Miss Marjorie Wood was a heroine of the m conventional sort, David) ~~~ si pa rer Torrence and Robert Peyton Carter were amusing as Scotch rivals for a widow's (Cop y soul!” 1 ordered bring this od-hy,"” he a 8, by Press Publishi reserved, Used by hand, and.dMiss Olive Oliver had a great deal to say to them and ey ith Morris Gest, Man Hi sii benno ise, but the humor of the situatfon palled after two acts. Mr. Grant Mitchell | Cita am f | Le lt iso2) mitrmured Salome Neate And if again'—= pursed the Bachelor, determinedly, succeeded very cleverly In making a hypocritical clergyman the laughing stock syNopsts OF PRECEDING CHAPTER. WwW ho, then? queried the girl, curls | at the black n the ¢ B “Why, Billy. Travers!’ exclalmed » Widow. startl up with flaming of everybody, and Mr. Macey Hasiam was an altogether worthy lover of the! Herod | Ously. ‘What man has been deemed by | wide-eyed fascina a heaks, “how DARE 3 ddatves thing! Herod worthy to lie In the cell of my | mother knows not! father, Philip? If not @ Prince, Tetrarch would suffer o in Injuros curtail - Uitte girl who ran off with the play. ne and that Z iat na | then?” — the lash of her anger, ne Patel aeeMt atl . ’ ° ° CO a eee SENG A Prophet." named—this Prophet?” eaid coldly, “I ¢ Widow bit ‘he Ma Manton S$ Dail Fashions re » fact that | “A Prophet?” repeated Salome. “Sure-) “Johannes, in your Latin tongue, In But—the Tetrareh has F 7 you going to kiss me -sood-hy? that Hero imprison a ees *L commanded,” repeated Salome The Widow looked dov the toes of anys 1 t you going’ UCH a pretty Just Truck *% * By August Hutaf or i 0 a 1 her tnshes—and there er exes S hi CRC TTI aT ul eee Ver ~{ The coll 0 AB g to kiss me good-by-—until to-morrow. night?” finished the ee er tat On thelr Mo ee Be : j by magic aver moved to th€ Bachelor ds his arms slipped about her cannot fall to | Sen aaa perplexed captal near The uid Just to think, Billy," exclalmed the Widow in a voice of reed awe two mins ti . breath was \ on his face, pers tes later, ‘It had really married, we might never have been able to get find {ta welcome. It | CHAPTER II. brea es later, “It we ha y ght ne eo he fume of her hair encompassed hilm; te of arried!”’ And now that we aren't married,” agreed the Bachelor enthusiastically, ‘there is always the chance’-— “There Isn't ANY CHANCE, Mr, Travers," protested the Wilow, coldly, “Twill never mvarry--ANYRODY!” declared the Widow, tapping the heel of : elipper on the floor. é e@ chance of''-— ‘Stop! Stop!” erfed the Widow, putting her hand over ©/ ing ‘him gently t@ward the d “The chance of e " {inished the Bachelor, closed behind him. ts Jaumty and chlo, unn yet absolutely simple The Girl and the Prophet. withal, and involves CYT some was that?’ cried culties je) the Salome, recovering from her first start of surprise, and half \angry at t If that the voice of an un- ‘geen man could awaken In her soul 80 unwonted a wave of emotton, “What was it?’ she repeated, !mpert- y, turning to the Roman who was ping to recover the Jewelled hilt of tie glow her eyes seized upon Ispered, hite, his lips dry; makin; Tt ts cut with sleeves and coat portions in one, but in the later man- ner, which ans snug fit under the arms. It can be fin- {shed owith = arna- mental laps at the darts or with gen- uine pockets as liked Salome laid one white hand Ightly on! ; the touch he started, as siouth and push- ghing softly as the door ‘answered Calus, as The Syrian moon- witched all things to-night , a vision from Olympus’ floats be- and 1s adapted to all tween me and death. Next I hear the suiting terials, fairest woman tn all the earth declare while also it makes gie jg dead to love. Then fro! ne solid | an excellent model round beneath us comes volce—a for the ght weight voice as of a god it {8 an omen. | ae ® s curt orde the man was half orsoner vey se # Qn Courtship and Marriage First Onion—You see, Coasin, I'm “Say, Reetsy, won't you take a rid from Bermuda; so you are really my new horseradish first "Red n'' I've seen, No; I guess n It's too hot!” ding dy n into the well, Salome ard and bands 1 volce I ever heard nt nd bands voce I heard, But no for disobedience to | leave of a lady frien Reparate wrap. In ‘rhe ‘Warning,’ it ecoce ' of ogee, sometimes proves e illustration light ‘sommed, ‘They e WENCH Eat “ haking Hands, I P too old for brown serge 8)“ heard them," Ir yyy Gh return, Sue had quite forgotten che | peae petty: old enough te intnmad IIH 2 olga van HRoTlalH EHGUE HIRE very existence of Halll, careless that) ry it proper for a young man-to kiss |yovw wh Thuen vod: od ; ay sake the Syrian had tneurred) | or to nds when taking Sh?™ | Uae Scobie oad the death p taffeta ak from beneath the ilve on he quantity 0 Priitaey be proper for a young lady to ac: na ‘ wat ARNE s Pi Gord GESWau AT HAI Cee Rar t reap. | pre ore being engaged” A. Relicious Differences, the medium eize fs 4 t from the ground, but peared ul eyes, ace) Unless a va {s en ar Betty yards 2 yards 440 woll, on w urb Y n y the bh of Fhe oun EE aT De et aa AM 4 to a beautiful young or yards 52 ing eee a a eee ey OOHERE Uae Cee meee ops jndy one year my junior, We are of RI AA q : ee : ete liglons, T being a Cath +) “Brom the well?” echoed Balome, te ! AB AGT ETS er dearly we Intend to be {+ calling with a litt ‘It is im- ene seme fajl, 1 know we will ng possible! My fat \lip the Tetra ch, S Her eves 36 Lobes 19, | happlly; but in what religious Pattern No. ay Imprisoned for a year at the bottom w carey id Rare falt nu we Wale al Hoh, a and 42,08 this w Yet, long ago, Herod ure De i AM t six and love a air ot; Do you think we will live CN Ge ned bust measu lew him not speak. Nor Peon ta slight she. was : m “aa the volee r eeme ta care for) The question the re ajor of v0 H Call or send by mall toTHE EVENING WORLD MAY MAN: ¢ — jfailj shifted his powttion, in dire eme His. unshor at tilde py ile theta i na ent, T ciling aaxe of} Miss Hubbard Squash—My dear Miss : F nk Ym ‘ : a TON FASHION BUREAL, No. 1% Gast Twenty-third street, New 7 York. Send 10 cents in coin or stamps for each pal ordered t 4 Was upon him and seomed to] Siringbean, how T envy your figu IMPORTANT—Write your name and adidrras plaialy, snd als § draw the reluctant words by force from} Why, what would T look like fn one Cucumber to Red waye apecify size wanted. bie Hpe. of those ‘sheath’ gewas with fay why don't you take -- mt te W ta aneal af thin” he ashl ‘“enuashy” @eure? eee } You never see m a » persons whe Do love each other cannot make métri happy? P.M. mony @ success, even though they are ero is such a aif+ of different religions, ‘an. instant the t faced each oth ‘oman and th ) silence, . lyou think we will b (To Be Continued.) Martiage, where