The evening world. Newspaper, September 1, 1908, Page 13

“ Algeria’ Richer in Color and Music Than in Humor. BY CHARLES DARNTON. USIC, when it soothe t happers to be written by savage book. I don't nv Algeria,” by Glen MacDonough, d line, but merely to sug new musical play at the Br é first and last Herbert's. AS a inatter of record Mr, MacDonough's familiar old characters managed to Ymp along very well with Mr. I t's tripping score and to shine In a reflect- Victor Herbert, has charms by this that the as they say east enlivening spirit last night was tre ed glory of trappings and settings that at times | the entertainment Into the high lights of spectacle. But to keep strictly down to the grindstone of fact, “Algeria” proved richer in color and melody than in huntor There was a charaeteristle Herbert swing to things, thanks la ductor who was Herbert in everything but mustaches, He was Hei in soul, In beat, In avoirdupois. He might easily have been mistaken for Herbert in Alsguise had not the prog betrayed him as John MeGhie. Another cheer for our Irish athletes! For It takes an athlete to cope with a Herbert score and if, like the composer, he happens to be [rish, the eminent fitness of things secnis all the more eminent, Only Mr, MeGhie's modesty can force him to say that he is not entitled to hon prize of last night's performance, To be sure, there were others who worked for the glory Of Herbert—principglly a young and tuneful chorus. It was ala e chorus that came to t ue when Herbert hung in the balance, like ‘T. ‘al trapeze. Young volces, young faces, young eharins, took otherwise have fallen and been carried off to that hospital re Miss Ida Brooks Hunt was there as a beauteous Sultana to look after the VRE EE CLLREA ERs ossful In soaring to the heaven set aside for the musical comedy prima donna. Rut her lower register was not among those pres- ent. When it canre to letting down Instead of letting loose, as ft were, Miss Hunt Sula Nave joa wy the lusty assistance of the chorus, For one thing ich went to show that accidents slo seemed suffering from a cold, all of wh will happen in the best regulated deserts, She looked well and strong, but times she sounded very weak indeed Miss Harriet Burt, as an American girl practising medicine and love, sang as though her throat had been sprayed before each number, and looked ike a musical comedy edition of Miss Pauline Frederick. One could readily believe her Vl] Feel Retter Then,” with the assistance of Red Cross William Pruette In love bandages. This num- as ch she sa s nurses who wrapped Mr ber had the first stamp of cleverness, Rut "Ask Her While the Band Is Play- Ing" grew old enone p-grinder as Miss Burt made a plain bid for & whistling gallery, W Broadway never get above Twenty-elghth streat? Miss Burt's feet w ne her. “The Same Old Two" tleked along tunefully, even with Miss Florence Nash untying her te In song and a yolce ing man adding to the difficulty ‘The reliable chorus wound up this musteal bit of clockwork and kept !t going until the audience ran down. Mise Nash's crying was better than her singing, e house felt like crying when she sang, {t certainly felt Nke laughing when she cried. Long may she ory! Mr William Pruette made a song or two the target for his boonting vote: @nd Mr. George Laon Moore, a tenor-lleutenant, was better able to make him- art in ‘Love Is Like a Cigarette” than In a windstorm that ewept away Hs lyrical love-making at the close of the first act. Mr. George Marton also sang-may heaven forgive him! He was one of three comedians who save thelr lives, were willing to become anything fron) snake charmers to poets. Mr. Marion sa¥é Almac? in the eyes of the fence by telling a enake-story that was a rattler. His companions, Mr. Er- nest Lanbart and Mr Willlam Cameron, made the best of bad parte But why bother about triflest Go to “Algeria” and fill your ear with Her- bert melody. cae dW She Belongs to All Nice Clubs. MONG women who write there ts some diversity of opinion about women's A \luos. Many of the test known writers are identified with club lite, Gere trude Atherton, of course, being {he great exception, and the newer ones are also divided among themeelves, “I am very fond of clubs," confesses Maude Radford Warren, who 1s being noticed aa the author of the new Harper no: “The Land of the Living.” "I belong to halt @ dozen or so of ali sorte—merely social, purely fashionable, really Intellectual, and solely philanthropic, In ghort, I belong to all the nice clubs I can find.” A Revelation of 222-92 ¢ Netw York Society 3 0999406906 9929D4999HH.D6.D9H00 First of al t, cat. palm of the other hand. he married @ cat! C- clear, Gerald!” sir.” The Evening World will carry its serial story on this page and in thie position every day. After "Good! Wh dance she 1 tonday it will be always practically | i Sut there teaareataae Ve eel of te same size. This will make |) Never mind~that, now. What I want | it convenient for the reader to cut out the instalments and pin them together for tle purpose of filing | you to know Is how he behaved—with what quiet dignity, steady patience, and sweet temper under constant provoca- ‘ | tlon and mortification, he conducted himself. Then that fellow Ruthven (Copyright, 1908, by D. Appleton & Co,) turned up-and—Selwyn {s above that CHAPTER 1, His uwn weople. ! Y Ve uever Wel DEW, u sort of susplcton, Besides, his scouts took the fleld within a week.” He dropped a heavy, highly colored fist on his desk with a bang. yuu your », sir,” Never hi ais troubl rd anything detini insis.ed Gerard. replied young Erroll, “I've heard @ great deal avout ti, Everybody has, you know." “Well, I don't know," retorted Aus: tin Gerard irritably, “what ‘everybody’ has heard, but I suppose it's the usual ®arbled version made up of distorted fact and malicious gossip. That's why d sent for you. Sit down.” ‘Gerald Erroll seated himself on the edge of the big, polished table in Au tIn's private office, one leg swinging, an unlighted cigarette between his lips. Austin Gerard, his late guardian, big, florid, with that pecullar blue eye which feems to characterize hasty temper, stood by the window, tossing up and catching the gilttering gold plece—sou- venir of the directors’ meeting which he had just left. “What has happened,” he said, “ls thls, Captain Selwyn Is back In town —eent up his card to me, but they told >> hin I was attending a divectors’ meet. f ing. When the meeting was over I ku found his card and a message scribbled, | aaying he'd recently landed and iy Bb. “Oh, yes, sir! was CAPT, SELWYN. going uptown to call on Nina, She'll} “I'll tell you what sort of a man keep him there, of course, until 1 get | Philip Selwyn is, He permitted Alire home, so I shall see him this evening, 0 8ue him for absolute divorce--and Now, before you meet him, 1 want you (0 give her every chance to marry.” to plainly understand the truth about this unfortunate affair; and tha why 1 telephoned your gimlet-eyed friend Neergard just now to lot “After that hike, Selwyn came back, to find that Alixe had sailed with Jack Ruthven, And what did he do you come | legal measures to free himself, Ground here for half an hour." or 1 or anypody with an Bune Tet Tha boy nodded and, drawing a gold teniper ‘em would have done? No; Matchbox from his w coat pocket, e didn't That infernal Selwyn cone Eels Tee , science pegan to get busy, making him | mmf than to Gerald; then, pocketing | shortcoming on his part, In Fae gold piece, seated himself heavily some way or other that man persuaded im his big leather desk-chair himself of his nsibility for her “In the first place,” he sald, “Cap-| misbehavior. He knew what it meant tain Selwyn is my brother-in-law—| if he didn't ask the law to ald him which wouldn't make an atom of dif-! to get rid af her; he knew perfectly ference to me tn my judgment of what, well tha: his silence meant acknow!- has happened if he had been at fault.! sdemont of culpability: Dut the facts of the case are these.” remain : : Me help ip om Impressive fo-eAnger picion nd ig 1 Bas woroes tne large, ruddy "aad that he couldn’ n the service under such sus ) Gereid,” conuinued aun take | The atti s World Daily Mag: BORO TO COC OO CO OTC OC NOOO (i Leave my) NEw, PRETTY Hat THERE AND SUPPRISEL LOVEY, WHEN } ME COMES zine, CODD OCUO GN OD OOM ORO COON IIT OO 10K sa ™ by) Gs Ks ¢ Oey ay a rm ns 5 Betty Vincent’s Advice on Courtship and Marriage Parents Are Present, Dear Betty: who Is not keeping steady com- Na & young girl of eighteen, pany, have her mother and family {n the room when a gent her? It {e customary for a let fn calls on A. B, WHERE DID You GET TRE FLOWERS, BARY ? WAIT ONTIL L SHow MAMA, SHE'LL BE PLEASED ve ane Tuesday, SOOO meee ay a Re ee se heir Baby-w-{ George MoManiel DMWOAIWOGOO® Presence of » and {ft fs usually ask her to walt a couple of years? I a persons to get ac do not think she would be willing to quainted when | to themselves, walt 8G. Cc. Tell her frankly that though you love her you cannot afford to marry for Dear Bett Several years. Ask her If she is willing AVE been keeping company with a to walt for If she really loves you young lady for the past a. sho will wait. If she refuses to do so Will She Watt? would make a nice birthday present to give Silk handkerchiefs would make an sic It’ would be a pretty compliinent to embroider his Initlal on ceptable present the: him, m. An Evening Wedding, P, 4 M. 1908, DOODOOIGHHDODHOOOIOSGINS PIMTOGOOODGGOGDODDOHDOPHODIODOGEOHOS’> ARRYING for money is betting on a sure thing; marrying for love ls putting your last dollar en a long shot. A man doesn't have te be a good linguist out » good Mar in order to make love artistically. Lous of appetite is the first sign of love, A man may @wear he would die for you, but if he sits down half ant hour later and devours a full order of mutton cheps and, sravy, elther he doesn't mean whet he says or doesn't know what he {e talking about, ‘When {t comes to love-making men are 60 unoriginal, that @ sage, a fool and a ‘lovers’ letter-writer” all sound eaotly alike. A man never can understand why @ woman loves to have him walt on her, even when there {s a room full of hired waiters about, any wore than a woman can understand why a six-foot gtant with a Roman nose and tron bloaps enjoys being cuddled and cooed to in baby talk. The worst shock a man can receive {ts to discover that he has proposed to a rirl when he was merely trying to find out, in @ tentative way, if she would marry him in case he should some day decide to ask her, PREM RANEAND "| paPVILH imple blouse | fs always the useful one, and this model can be closed with vig but- tons, as illustrated, or invisibly, ag liked, and can be made either high or with square Dutch neck, and with plain long sleeves or with those of elbow length, so that It really sup plies a great many needs, When made 1 illustrated tt Is adapted efther to the separate waist or 10 the shirt-waist dress of Mnen and other Washable material, while, when made as shown in the small view, it becomes much more dressy and adapied to thine ner, lighter fabrics, as lawns, batistes, foulamis and the ke, Thequantity of material required for the medium size !9 43-8 yards 21 or 7, 81-2 yards 92 or 21-3 yards 4 inches wide; 13-4 yards of band ing when Dutch neck and elbow sleeves are used Pattern No, Gout ts cut in slzos for @ bist easure Tucked Blouse—Pattern No. 6061. ne! Eee ne d young girl's LT love her dearly and at you can do nothing but give her up, Si araniete wees nee % cq Wo e Parents to receive a caller and spend gho thinks a great de lane 6 Birthday P, Proper to Wear a Tuxerio suit at an i) Call or send by mat] to THE EVENING WORLD MAY MAN- part of the evening with him. How- not at present make a Iving for two ue ay Fresent, S o'clock P. M. wedding, or would a es TON FASHION BUREAU, No. 182 Hast Twenty-third street, New ever, it Is perfectly proper for them to and furthermore must look out for my ull dress suit be more appropriate? Obtain York. Send 10 cents in coin or stamps for each pattern ordered. @ the two young people alone for parents for a couple of yeurs at i iran going with a young man =, NaNF RS H ‘ There IMPORTANT—Write your name and adirear plataly, smd ul- & short while during the evening, for T know it would almost break for the past four months, I would a¢° uld wear @ full * rarrnacliy) at any formal entertainment after 6 } Patterns } ways specify size wanted. |conversation 1s sometimes atilled in the if { left her. I ike to know it silk handke o'clock in the evening, mg T4S4994999-096 89-05-0944 9896 90996949464 O40 5944-66ObGO8Fd46-698-4::66.661066.H086- 00.004. H0. -- THE YOUNG SD 649-646460000-00600.66 ; tin, striking hie broad palm with ex- that tended forefinger and leaning heavily | forward, “I'll tell you what sort of a | man Philip Selwyn is. He permitted | Alixa to sue him for absolute divorce-- | and, to give her every chance to marry | Ruthven, he refused to defend the sult. | That sort of chivalry ie very pice him career—set him adrift at thirty: @ man branded as having beer divorced from his wife for cause, with} no profession left him, no business, not much money—a man in the prime of | fe and hope and ambition, clean turesque, no doubt, but it cost his five, | thought and deed; an generous, sensitive man, career has been blasted | was too merciful, | throw the blame where upright, columns of any paper.” | Into hig pockets, Gerald, “If any dirty triok,” "he sald, | blame. “Phil I'm that sor Selwyn Isn't; tha: an ethical point of view. | let {t go at that. All you," “Thanks! sald Gerald, coloring and picked up his hat. Aust him without particular appro tn 1 “You buy too many clothes,” he ob- | Served. ‘That's a new sult, isn’t | | “Certainly,” said Gerald; "I needod y(t? “Oh! If you can afford ft, all right ¢ © ¢ How's the nimble Mr. gard?” "Neergard is flourishing. We | through that Rose Valley deal, you what, Austin, I wish you see your way clear to finance o: in's frown cut him Short , all right business, of course,” Uttle respecifully, ‘Only as Harmon & Co. have thought | while'—— I don't care what Fane, Harmon & think,” growled Austin, toc birtton over his desk. Hid stenograp er entered; he nodded a curt dismissal | Gerald, adding, the boy rea the door: “Your sister expects you to be on hand to-nighi—and so do we.” Gerald halted. “I'd clean forgotten.” he becan weher—@ rater DIDIER OG int Just, whose whoie because too gererous It belonged ot he to And {t belongs on the shoulders | that Mrs. Jack Ruthven—Alixe Ruth- ven—whose name you may see In the Austin stood up, thrust his big hands paced the room fo> |a few moments, and halted before woman ever played me a “I'd see that tho | public made no mistake tn placing tho "—he shrugged— the differ- ence—and {t may be In his favor from right; But all I meant y: to understand is that he !s every tno ; & man; and when you have the honor to meet him, keep that fact In the back of your head, among the few brains jwith which Providence has equipped Ap, He cast his cigarette into the empty fireplace, sild off the edge of the tab'e, eyed Neer- put I tell Cr Ad or You know your own said the boy, Fane, wor impertany en- n i “GAVE INTO HIS KEE°ING SOUL AND BODY ut Aus was sie In fact, i r he bad already vegua to dictate tor mood a moment a tur b-906 PEO DODD RDB AOod By Robert W. Chamlers, ; Author of “The Piring Line” and “A Fighting Chance,”’ oe ed on his heel and went away their lett arms, passed on the Park was Huniber of his sister's house; Gown the resounding marble corridor, | side. and, as the street and the avenue core “They never let ime alone,” he mut- Lut the nods of recognition, lifted rovorated the numbered information, he tered, “they're always at me—follow- hats, the mellow warnings of motor mounted the doorstep, rang, and ing ine up as though 1 were a schovl- horns, clattering hoofs, the sun flash-| leisurely examined four stiff box-trees boy * * * Austin’s the worst—never ing on carriage wheels and polished flanking the ornate portal — meagre satisfied * * * What do 1 care for pancts, on livetles, harness, on tie| vegetation compared to what he hid all these funotions—sitting around with satin coats of horses—a gem Nike a|veen accustomed to for so many years, the younger set and keeping the cvadio spark of fire smothered by the sables »body } ones or twice he of conversation rocking? I won't go at a woman at, and the bright} fancted he heard sounds proceeding to that infernal baby show!" indiffere yeauty—all this had e che house, He rang again He entered the elevator and long ining hin} ted for his card case. Some- down to tae grew rouidd, aus o¢ For hint the pageant passed as the] coming. ing over his grie Por he hau west wind passes in Samar over t it tuat the door opened he arranger Jon a curd gitmmering ey grasses; and le sa in of a distant and curious up- pariy at Jul gard’s rooms It in led eyes. al faraway chering, and ers first we Udeu 4 As ad never Loubt h he had ments, and he nad no disturbing them on Aus! When he re up the telept for th should own in order ard's hous Meanwhile Car yew back 1p houses teas p nw wn-up do just aac No rea weard litte about ip § ook made his ar ed his office he dinner ask hh s aft why te He as f range- intention of e ark ng of These seemed c as the man In waiting ade Ly but before he could make roduce a card, bediam broke loose some- nediate upper landing idast elemental definition eae tee tect —through whieh the mortified man at BC ca uae ee ten he door strove to make himself heard: Pee mest tna “Reg pardon, sir, it's the children broke until a few moments & pat ! * wildiike’ me e wh iu “Only children, sir—fox-huntin’ Nh the sir’ a His voice was lost in the yelling die sonance descending crescendo {rom floor to floor. Then an avalanche of children and dogs poured down the hall stairs pursuit of a rumpled and bored cal and cheers ant © and called up Ger- tumbling with yelps Hie eaURee Ee thuds among the thick rugs on the floor, else was there Here the turned and soundly iieervantan end cuffed a pair of fat beagle puppies, who Site Gi shrieked and fled, burrowing for safety y at he into the yelling heap of children and orton dn dogs on the floor, Above Reap logs, Selwyn was saunter. | and the tails of dogs waved at lelsu plate glass wy ved? vated 3 the way eyes, under of the mighty. me pre att reat ow perplexed he st to hla mustache ean e houses of the rich ‘ished and expressionless as here f mousine and crooks | boy, for a moment, then a wild blond hair In disorder, stagger a8 setting hollowed ! tor'rard knees, and, cheek, shouted ' » for'rard! Take him, Rags Tatters! After him, Owney! Get on there, Schnitzel! Worry him, Stinger! Tally-ho-o!” ? AUSTIN GERARD | At which encouraging Invitation th id, with that peculiar bine! two fat beagle pups, a waddling dach ye which seems to characterize hasty bund, a cocker, and an Ir'sh cer ismenet; flew at Selwyn's nicely creased trous- l ers; and the small boy, rising to his feet, a8 the became aware of the astonished gentle- uel anes for the first time ady, there exclaimed walking stick to a brisk steady, men! Pre nd dosgery added, backing away “No * quarter! Remember the Alamo The man at th door had been too rrif_ed to speak, but he found his 3 volca now. “Oh, you hush up, Dawaon!” sald the boy; and to Selwyn he added tente- “Hello?! Now, CB Selwyn, his the brown rack of pol ng to clear of the great turned t eman Selwyn ndow stared back ‘Hello yourself," replied Sebwyn, keeping off the circling pups with the point of hia stick. ‘What ts this, any- y—a Walpurgis hunt?—or Bliss and the dicodhounds?”* (To Be Continued.) ’ rot | natn pe of naissance architecture and more than tatng, wea taely weiklng sucks tucked up under a assy than both; but the aumber