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adly work with “lls Wife's if—Bettin:.”” rge Egerton, the brillant Arnold E 'y as Maj. Patrick Sersfield. a few convent people Present 2 man who ioved her enough to Le able mtraigit; her more thing; another daughter who was willin| mctor car; and faithful servants who never (Where, where are they in New York?) And so !t went until somebody dled quite outside the play and the audience and left the gay, reckless, penniless fam- fly enough money to enable Mr. Daly to buy a gorgeous automobile coat and to leave something to the prospective own- er of a tiny white sock that the English- man’s wife had dropped to foretell the coming of “the new generation.” She, at any rate, hed decided to mend her ex- travagant ways. “An Englishman makes @ home for his wife and ren, but an Irishman keeps open house for his Put that in your pipe and if you like English tobacco, If you don't, listen to the Major: “Here's to-day, and may the divil borrow to- morrow! There was no end of talk, and what with the yelling, the mongrei Irish ac- cents, and the badly damaged acoustics of Wallack’s, !t was tmpossible to under- stand more than one word in ten. Miss Doris Kear ung Irish wife, bes: d kept tt up to the bitter end. Irish uecent refused to turn green and her voice was entirely empty of meaning. It 1s more than charitable to say that she was hopeless- ly misea Good old Edward Harrigan, in the part of the Major's loyal servant, gave scenes in which rigan followed With high spirits and a with the Harr Part, and al unknown reason Mrs. Anni She perhaps she's giad she Isn't ——____++. Small Rooms excellent yolces are ruined, Weiss has made to the Frer ANY in too small a room. yolce @ distance of thirty or forty yards, he says, in @ small room Js able to throw it only @ yard or tw. that the voice, instead of expanding, “His Wife’s Family” Hopelessly Extrabagant With Words. across-the street, te rnoid Daly may be held responsible for another of Ireland's wrongs. started feminine rebellions in England long before the suffragettes avagant Irish girl married to the staid English agant, irresponsible father who couldn't keep any- as a Joy and relief int Desmond and @ brogue that spoke for Itself, instead of Mathilde Leshon, should ha’ A public singer must throw ev lady dramatist has knocked out her second audience of the week. At | ‘hs last night the author who calls herself George Egerton got in Family,” less than a block removed from + and inmentations! Incl- novelist and essayist, whose “Keynote got busy, has any Irish blood in her veins, yours dolefully doesn't know, but judging from “His Wife's Family” it would seem that ahe knows Ireland not from the heart but from the head. Her view is the “literary” view, and ilk Bernard Shaw she sees only the Irish- | man Who doesn't know how to take care of himself and who does nothing but talk, This, apparently, appeals to Mr. Daly, and so he prefers George Hgerton | of the Ibrary to John Synge of the soll Mr. Daly talked unt! we were tired last night and then for a change he sang a bit. When he talked we wished he would sing and when he sang some of us wished we were dead. And all the time, as Major Patrick Sarsfield Des mond, he was galloping into uebt. It didn't take the audience long to realize that “His Wife's Family” was hopelessly extravagant with words. The Major could take a drink when he felt | like it, but ft was a long time between | acts—and there you were! There was | itttle comfort In the Major’s philosophy: “If you take off your hat to one-star brandy you'll never get three-star as long as you live.” And when the first act ended with a claret cup you didn’t know whether you were getting a play or a drink. To be quite sober about st, there wasn't any play. You had to be content wit! The Evening World Daily Magazine, Wednesday, The Million Dollar Kid - By R. W. Taylor Yessa! AH 1S QUITE SOME SINGAH, SAH! DIS AM KNOWN AS DE PALMAR HOUSE GLIDE, MISTAH MONK! CESARE, 1M BLUE AND RESTLESS Topay ! can't YOu SING A LITTLE AND AMUSE ME ? nope! CUT IT OUT CESE — I KNOW WHAT 1) WANT To po! who talked too much. Among those to forgive her not keeping her accounza g to borrow anything from clothes to a got paid snd yet stayed on. ith i Wl Edward Harrigan as Corp'l O'Carre .. he red, and was easily the favorite of ve Second Likeatruesonofag 4 close at his father's heels with 1 cupital Mr. Daly certain whimstcal humor, but compared ans he sounded false. His voice, too, sounded too young for the ogetuer he gave @ forced per »rmance. e Yeamans was on the wrong side of the e been playing Bridget ‘His \Vife's bamily,” in Ruin Voices, |, according to a communtcation which ich Academie du Medecine, by practising intonation of his but @ student practising ‘©, and the consequence Is becomes telescoped. THIS 15 A Coop PLACE FOR A BONFIRE BUT THERE ARE NO Leaves! ML HAVE To use THs SturF ! Beity oo Ask an Explanation. Dear Betty HAVE been acquainted with a young lady for about four months. ome time ago 1 gave her my ring, which she admired. I call on her twice @ | week and occasionally take her out for | a good time, The otner evening I no- | ticed that she did not wear my ring, but had on two others, one of which was given to her by a young man with whom she does not associate any more. What shall 1 do? HEARTBROKEN. Perhaps the young lady wears the other ring to rouse your Jealousy, Wait for a week or so to see if she does not pat the ring on again, and, if by that time she does not, ask her if she has ceased to care for it. Give Him Up. Dear Betty: | HAVE been going with a man threo years and was to marry him at the end of the first year, but he always put it off. A few weeks ago I learned he was @ married man with a few cnil- wife for some years. When I told nim I knew {t and asked him to please keep away from me, he said he would kil! himself and me if I gave him up. I GCOLLOBDOOGOS | but dren, but has not lived happily with his | SODOGQBOOGDOOO t Gives Fravice have also found him to be telling me nothing but les. He says if I will wait he will get a divorce and marry me, but I have no faith in him now. supposed to be good looking and am sure I could do better than this man, am afraid of him, He was very © o WHEN 1 WAS IN DAT ) J RALROAD WRECK >. Wo Took bat ENJINE OFF MY NECK & NO0-0- BODY Ls g i THIS 15 THE TIME OF YEAR WHEN WE KIDS USED TO BORN AUTUMN LEAVES ! G&T YOUR HAT AND WE'LL GO MAKE A BoneiRE! DOODODOOOQOOOOOHOODIOGGOOE rO, good to me, so am at a loss to know] probably has no intentiom of carrying what to do. 8.8. You must give the man up, but do I am | not do #0 too suddenly. Drop him grad- ually and he will in all probability not| trouble you. He is evidently trying to! In the House of Mirth. ILKMAN—You're up early this morning, sir. Out for a little fresh Popley—Can’t tell whether it's a fresh heir or heiress yet; just been for .he doctor,—Catholic Standard and Times, frighten you with threats whieh hi He—She 1s such @ charmingly innocent girl, isn't she? She—Oh, yes; she has tak 1 years to acquire it.—The Tatler. Jimmie, your face !s dirty again this mor~' exclaimed the teacher. hat would you say if I came to scho | «very duy wit! a dirty face?” "Huh," oe There were rumors of graft in Hades. faction, "was to be paved with good intentions.” “This road,” declared oa “Well?” unted Jimmie, “I'd :@ t-> nerlite to say anything.""—Circle. “Examine the materta!. Are those good intentions?T’-—Kansas City Journal. "Young man, foliar “Certainly,” answered the gt’ white chip ne Washington otar. id the stern parent, a youth. jave you any idea of the value “At the club a dollar represents On Qourtship =~ RATHER HAVE You DANCE A LITTLE, CESARE! ma NXESSAH ! AH UNNAHSTANS You PUFFICKLY , SAH § THIS 15 GREAT! RUN BACK To THE HOUSE AND GET A COUPLE OF suit cases Fure OF MONEY To KEEP (T Gong! HURRY DOGHOOEOQOODOGOOODOODOO Marriage MINI VIOIODOIDOOOOGOGOOOODO out. Proper to Call, Dear Betty: you please tell me ff it away and I have not me to call. FN. | It ts proper for you to call on the | | girl, but, as you both are so young, pay | | her’ friendly ‘attentions only. | Her Love Not Returned, Dear Betty: 1 um very fond, I gn afraid he does not return my affections. He has gone away for two years, didn't even say good-by. What would vou advise me to do when I do see him? Bhould I be very nice or should 1 be | cold? I am almost broken-hearted, a B Try to forget the young man as soon ILL W broper for me to visit a girl friend of fifteen? I am sixteen. I have known her for about a year. She moved | n her for four jor five months. She has written asking HAVE a young man friend of whom and he October 7, 1908. FOR® OO OO OUU OL POMAAOOOON No. 18. Wherein Miss Varice Clance pro. vides @ lururtous environment for her polar bear cud. HE Rialto ts humming these days! with amused com- | ment with respect to the latest pet of Miss Varice Clance, the apple- | cheeked diva of | ballads, who talks (and often merely whispere) tho| Africanese songs of the Southland. Mies Clance’s Newest pet is none other than & fuffy- CERRENCELCULEN PONSA COMONS Pipe Trances - OF THE Press Agents By Clarence L. wufty little apectmen of @ polar bear cub. Some years ago, when she accom: | panied the il-fated Jeannette expedi- tion to the North Pole, Miss Clance be- came inordinately fond ef polar bears, she having killed several of them with a nati-file just to help pass the time dur- ing the long, monotonous Arctic nights, Recently an Eskimo, Hlajkzida HJiako- kak by name, who was brought here from Upernavik to participate in a Rex Beach play of Alaska life, presented to Miss Clance a teeny-weeny polar bear cub, which he carried down here with him tn his cap-l'ning with the idea that he misht be able to give it away to | someboay. | Miss Clance had the main ballreem ef her country home, Dinge Dump, done over for the edification of the sybaritic | Arctio cub, her idea being to furnish | the little animal with an investiture that would constantly remind him of his home in the distant Northern seas. The entire ballroom has been decorated by a famous artist (Mr. Abbey, no less,) to exactly resemble a polar bear cave hollowed out of a glacier, and three times a week Miss Clance re- ves miniature icebergs from Alaska wherewith to give an air of verisimili- tude to the polar bear oub's luxurious home, Miss Clance has gone even further than this in her desire to make her new pet feel perfectly at home. She employed that wizard in the domain of electricity, Ticolo Nesla (who 1s going ‘to electrically wiz the worki upside Her Newest Pet. down next year, maybe, he assures us) to perfect an arrangement in the cub’ quarters whereby every night the en- geging little fellow ts treated to the familiar spectacle (to him) of the aurora borealis, with reference to which, when obtaining the money, the indomitable Mr. Peary has been so elo- Cullen OOOO ODOOOOOODOOODSG) NO. 19. Descriding a remarkable amulet, possessing prophetic qualities, owned dy Miss Lissie Softus. ISS LISSIE SOFTUS, the M vaudeville, is always a head- liner when she feels like ap- pearing, owns an amulet that profession ‘This amulet, which was Surreptitiously removed from an {mage of Buddha by a British army offloer clever little Imitator, who, in 1s of Inestimable value to her in her Just after the siege of Lucknow and | given to Miss Softus by Rudyard Kip- ling, possesses the weird, not to say sin- ister, power of prognostication. Set in the middie of the amulet 1s a carbuncle which is id to have been used as a glass eye by that terrific Eastern ruler, The °rophetic Jewel. Ghengis Khan, and this, Miss Softas solemnly avers, is the uncannily pro~ phetic Jewel which she finds so valuable an ald in her business. Miss Seftus wears the amulet at all times, day and night, and she claims that when the carbuncle begins to emit a bright red glow, sending its lurid rays even to the shadowy corners of her apartment, she knows that she will be compelled to cancel a week's engagement, owing to indisposition, at a very early Gate. This warning thus amasingly given by the strange phylacteric periapt (the cabalistic carbuncie, that is to say) never fails, Miss Softus assures ber friends. The very instant the bedevilled | Jewel begins to burn balefully in its amulet socket Miss Softus knows just es well as anythin; that she will be affiictea with » migraine during the en- guing week which will compel her to relinquish the idea of making her ap- pearance on the stage while the strange spell of the canbuncle is in operation. As the internal fires of the charmed carbuncle begin to wane, ani its un- eorthly glow gradually becomes dulled, Miss Softus, oddly enough, begins to recover from her indispesition, and then she may safely resume her en- gagements until the carbuncle begins once again to flash into iridescent fire. A violent headache, however, always accompanies Miss Softus'’s convales- cence from these periods of indisposi- tion thus oddly prophesied by the car- buncle. Miss Softus's managers have at various times suggested to her that perbaps these periods of affliction might not reou: if she were to lose the car- buncle or give it away. She refuses t heed such counsel, however, for the reason that, as she says, without the forecasting carbuncle she would find herself quite unable to foretell Just when she was due to diseppoint her audiences. and this, naturally enough, iy something that she likes to know about in advance, although, probably from a certain characteristic dimdence, Miss Softus invariably keeps this fore- Forget Exceedingly realistic snow- as possible. You can accompl quent by eatery yourself eae 4 storms, with sure-enough snow, also athletics, Also accept attentions from | are contrived for the polar bear cub some other young man. When this |in order that he may not become lone- yo an retu ou will proba YoU iderent to him Bnd will these wa, | some and pine for his native floes. He go, AS he has shown you he does noi |{s fed exclusively upon fish shipped reiurn your love, T advise you not to | bere tri-weekly from the Aleutian waste time grieving over his absence, knowledge to herself until the very last minute. gieneaseeet 8$40-04 (Copyright, 1907, by Robert W. Chambers.) SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS INSTALMENTS. Capt. Philip Selwyn. of an old New York family, bas resigned from the army because is wife, Alixe, Mivoreed him’ to marry Jack Ruaven: a. eetiiton leader “Recurming ts AA Revelation of New York Society der, her face grave and troubled. “I cannot understand,” she sald, ‘how he could refuse to listen to a man like you.”” “A man ike me, Bileent Well, if I sew. York, “Selw eduently meets Gthvens Alike at) screliy, ovee” nfme| Were worth Ustening to, no doubt he'd Ruthven ta luting’ youg ‘Gerald’ Brroih to |Usten, But the fact remains that I lor the sake of Get have not been able to hold his in- is the ward Austin Gerard. ter, tolla her d ‘ard, ther that Ellee: fe fondly “in love him. One evening Alixe calle at 8) 1a stormy ensues band hears of this ‘and threatens Allxe into all ramble again at the Ruth business partner, to fore hearing tha ereiib with Neerward. larmed abo. raid’ and asks if all le well with the iad CHAPTER VI, «Conunuedy The Unexpected. YES, I suppose so, “Is he still with Neergard & cor s, Eileen,” "And you don't like Mr. Neergard?’ “N-no.! “ren Gerald must not remain." He said very quietly: * een, Gerald eheose his own friends and his own usiness polley. I cannot influence him ewe ‘earned that thoroughly, Better @at 1 retain what real friendship he has left for me than destroy It by any Qttempt, however geitie, to Interfere in ble ofteire terest”— “Don't give him up," she said, stil! looking straight into his eyes. “If you care for me, don't give him up." ‘Care for you, Eileen! You know I do." "Yes, I know it. So you will not give up Gerald, will you? He {sts only a boy~you know that; you know he has been-—-perhaps—indiscreet. But Gerald ls only a boy Stand by him, Captain Selwyn, because Austin does not know how to manage him—really he doesn * © © There has been another unpleas- ant ecene between them; Gerald told me. “Did he tell you why, Pileen?” “Yes, He told me that he had played cards for money, and he was in debt, I know that sounds—almost disgrace- ful; but {8 not his need of help all the | greater?” | Selwyn's eyes suddenly narrowed, “Did you help him out this time?” no longer takes me into his confidence.| —I—now do you mean, Capt. 8 1 am afrald-I know, In fact—that I] wyn? Bur the splendid color im her face , have Uitte Influence with him, J am| confirmed his certainty that she had *ofry; it hurts; but your brother ts his! used her own resour: own master, and he js at liberty to| brother pay the gambling debt; and he turned away his eyes, angry and ilent | "Yes," she said under her breath, SLDDL-YF6849OOO$OO9LOOS such matters. moment to them both: such matters again! They soll, about such things!" “My own brother! mean?” “I mean that, brother or not, he shail not bring such matters near you “Am I to count for nothing, then, when Gerald ts in trouble?’ she de- manded, flushing up. “Count! Count!” he repeated impa- tlently; ‘of course you count! Good heavens! {t's women Mke you who count—and no others—not one single other sort 1s of the slightest conse- quence in the world or to St, Count? Child, you control us all; everything of human goodness, of human hope hinges and hangs on you—ts inevitable, because of you! ask me whether you count! And you as you She you!" turned a haa Mttle pale under wide and beautiful ayes, his incoherence she was able to trans- late, is @ question; ‘gut in his eyes and volce there was something simpler to divine; and she stood very still his roused emotions swept her till her ran flery pride ‘1 am—overwhelme not consider that I counted—so ceed vitally | did wid him. What of Kt Could 1 re-|_4 the acheme of things But L must fuse?’ ltry to-if you belteve all thiy of me- | “TL Know, Don't ald him again~that| only you must teach me how to count way.” for something in the world. Will you?’ be stared. “You mean"——~ | “Peach you, Eileen? made possible, | | What she understood—how much of ghe faltered, ‘that While | too—to0 keen 4!d | quence to anybody I—that is’ and inyteach you this—that a man's blunder is sudden exasperation inexplicable tor the| best healed by a man's ympathy,* * * “Don't touch I will stand by Gerald as long as he I tell| will let _me do so—not alone for your you. I will not have Gerald go to you | sake, nor only for hia, but for my own, I promise you that Are you con- What do you| tented?" Yes. Bhe slowly raised one hand, laying tt fearlessly in both of bis, “He is all I have left,” ‘You know that." “I know, child." she said. “Then—thank you, Capt, Selwyn.” No; | thank you for giving me this charge. It means that a man must raise his own standard of lying before he can accept such You endow me with all that a man ought to be; and my task 1s doubled; for tt ts not only Gerald but I myself who require surveillance.” He looked up, smilingly serious: You, who| "Such women as you alone can fit your contro} us all, and always will—as long | brother and me for an endless guard duty over the white standard you have planted on the outer walls ef the his vehemence, watching him out of | world. “You say things to me~s almost the pleasure they give." Ad that give you pleasure?” syew; Lhe surprise of t was almost 1 wish yeu would not— glad vou did. * * * You ietumes’ hurt with but 1 am to help her heart leaped up and every vein © her see"'—dropping into a great velvet ohair “having been of no serious oonse- for 4 many voars: to be told, suddenly, that [that I count go vitally with men—@ gan like you"'— She sunk back, drew one small hand @eross her eyes, and rested a moment; be siced waters Bim, sueighl, Slee ‘Bend Lin Wo Gis, vuiid | UAMOrOAd mivohuy! $ leach Your Well, Leis os ube Kuve aid Diackeled her Gia be responsibility, ** *| What winning then leaning forward, ene set her elbow! tween forefinger and thumb. “You don’t know," she young girls indulge in! And one and all centre around some power-inspired atll- tude of our own when @ great crisis comes, And most of all we dream of counting heavily; and more than all we clothe ourselves in the celestial su- thority which dares to forgive, * * * Is if not pathetically amusing—the men- tal process of @ young girl?—and the paramount theme of her dream 1s power!—such power as will permit the renunelation of vengeance; such power as will justify the happiness of forgiv- ing? * * © And every dream of hers is a dream of power; and, eften, the happiness of forbearing to wield it, Ali dreams lead to it, all mean !t; for in half awake, then faintly con- scious in slumimr, I le dreaming of power—always power; the triumph of attainment, of desire for wisdom and knowledge satisfied. I dream of friend ships—wonderful intimacies exquisitely \sfying; 1 dream of troubles and my moral power to sweep them out of ex istence; I dream of self-sacrifice and of the spiritual power to endure it; 1 Greain—I dream—sometimes—of more Material power—of s#plendors and tm posing estates, of a paradise own And whe ave been selfish happy long cough 1 dream of a y material power fi me to wipe b y erty from the we I plan it out in splendid generalities, sometines tr ute detail. * * * Of men we natu rally dream, but vaguely, in @ curious and confused way. I've not had you to talk to for a whole w she said, “and you'll Je: me, won't you? I can't help it, any Wey, Reveuse 4¢ e008 ae | see Youn Ote4 id, smiling | me faintly, “but, eh, the exalted dreams |tongue. * * * You ere very good for You sre so thoroughly satisfactory except when your ¢y@s narrow in that -- THE YOUNGER SET -- oreck! a million thoughts wake up in goes my and clipper-clapper |me. me? Then give it to me this instant!” He dropped the box Into the pink hollow of her supplicating palms. For & moment she was very busy with the ‘imeue-paper; then: dreadful far-eway gase—which I've “Oh! it ts perfectly sweet of you!” forbidden, you understand. ° © ¢| turning the small book bound in heavy What have you done to your mus-|truscan gold; “whatever can it bet” tache: and, rising, she opened it, stepping “Clipped tt.” to the window so that she could see, ney i Within, the pages were closely cov- n, I don't like i too short. Can) oreq with the minute, careful hand- you get hold of !t to pull tt? It's th only thing that helps you in perplexity You'd be utterly without your mus- to solve problems. helpless, mentally | writing of her father; tt was the first note book he ever kept, and Selwyn had had it bound for her tn gold. For an instant she gazed, breathless, |tache * * * When are we to take tpg parted, then slowly she placed the ap our Fitruscan symbole againt—or| yellowed pages against her lips and, was it Evans's monograph we were | turning, looked straight at Selwyn, the voriously dissecting? Certainly it] splendor of her young eyes starred as; don't you remember the Hittite| with tears. hieroglyph of Jerabist-and how you —— and I fought over those wretched 7 floral symbols? You don't? And tt] CHAPTER VII. waa only & week agot * * * And Errands and Letters. isten! Down at Bilverside I've been eadina Sanatacnat eaaliciadal hina LIXE RUTHVEN had not :et Mimes of Herodas!—o so charmingly A dared tell Selwyn that her visit quaint, that {t to his rooms was known to her y human, nat t y were writ- husband. Sooner or later she meant to tw sand years ago, There's| tell him; it was only fair to him that aid, in ¢ Threiasa, who {e|he shoud be prepared for anything that lke s maid—and an| might happen; but as yet, though her ' y first inetinct, born of sheer fright ft ged her to seek instant council! with Yok to hen Selwyn r of Mim was greater than yn to stay with us the alarm caused her by her and's leed we shall,’ he ald, emfling,| She was now afraid of her husband's Ho drew from his Ast pocket a , f most of or t att t round and rst f well enous Pew and, glancest ale tt that, if conditions became lera ¢. the first and easiest f his has for me? Really? be provoking! Oh, please) 't would be the course shed By Robert W. Chambers, Author of ‘'The Firing Line’’ and ‘‘A Fighting Chance.” take | le is really for Wherever M led, whatever is cos, oF whoever was involved. In addition to her dread and exctte- ment, she was deeply chagrined and unhappy; and, although Jack Ruthven did not again refer to the matter—in- deed, appeared tc have forgotten it~ her alarm and humiliation remained complete, for Gerald now came and played and went as he chose; and in her disconcerted cowardice she dared not do more than plead with Gerald in secret, until she began to find the emo- tion consequent upon such intimacy un- Wise hem both Neergard, too, was becoming a familiar figure in ber drawing room; and, (hough at frst she detested him, his pa- dence and unfailing good spirits. and his unconcealed admiration for her, tened nner toward him to the point of toleration. And Neergard, tings house of tained another no le. e house of Mane—wil in beginning yarely gam pasis. However, 1 alread oposed him for jthe Stuyvesant and Proscenium Clubs; ‘ 4 sturmy discussion now progress among the mem witha over an s from thelr trease « less than he to membership in s wntry club rer he lesser evil; for It appe accor to Ruthven, that Be Continued)