The evening world. Newspaper, October 16, 1908, Page 19

r ‘The Man Who Stood Still’ Good for Only a Game of Pinochle. BY CHARLES DARNTON. atve up fts play? Nearly every season some wroapector goes there mining for the human neture that is the gurface Mie ef the region, but instead ” No doubt Jules Dokert Goodman wrote independently of both, but com- parisons by which the new author suf- fered would erop in your mind tn spite of yourself, and long before the end you saw only a Bowery Mr,: Mann's attempt to ¢raw tears from @ more than friendly audience 414 not exhaust the handkerchief supply, nor were the aathor‘s efforts any more successful. While Mr. Goodman was in touch with his Bowery, he was evi- dently blinded by the glare of the foot- | lights, and #0 you. got conventional comedy-drama before you had gone very far. And eo, too, Mr. Mann played Krauss, the old watchmaker, according to his own lights. This old fellow was Swiss in watcher only, He spoke the German dialect thi Mr, Mann stamped as his own In the days when he was content to make us laugh unt!l our buttons protested. But | tears and buttons are far apart. When | Mr. Mann turned to the pathetio strain, he did not touch you td the left of the | top dutton on your coat, In fact, you were sometimes hard put to button up | your laughter. | ‘Mr. Qfann merely gave vent to the watchmakers emotions In note. When the Uttle birthday party was broken up by the news that Marie Krauss had | fone wrong with Frank MacFerguson, aon of the old watchmakers most suo- cessful competitor, dishes were broken instead of the father's heart. In much the same way the play went to smash. , It began well enough with the idea of the new generation running the old into the erovnd, or dankruptcy. The old watchmaker stil! believed in « Swiss movement and cared for little else besides his daughter. Young Joseph Abrams, an fneufferable character abominably acted by Mr. Geoffrey 6tein, took his cue from Shylock, and left Krauss to go into the rival Jewellers ahop, while MacFergueon—the saints preserve this Irish name!—proceeded to get the better ot the old shopkeeper who belleved in doing business according to Old World methods. The fates were against him—Mr. Goodman saw to that with a ve! ance. Marie ran away with the enemy's son, Who stopped long enough to rob the old fellow's till, She couldn't marry Fritz Spiegel because—well, the big BE- CAUSE. Four years later she was in old Spiegel’s house with her child, and when Krauss, aged with “make-up,” came around for a* game of pinochle with his quarrelling friend, it was planned that father and daughter should be reunited This plan seriously interfered with @ pinochle game that.was by all odds the best incident of the play. It was capitally argued by Mr. Mann and Mr. Robert A. Fischer. And here you have the truth of it: ‘The Man Who Btood Still’ ts good for only a game of pin- ochle. In this scene Mr. Mann won More than at any other time. But the worst was yet to come, The daughter came In and acknowledged the ehild. Theh old MacFerguson dragged in his hopeless wreck of a son and com- manded him to "make good.” The red- painted villain explained that he couldn't without becoming a bigamist, Whereupon the old watchmaker struck him. But Fritz Spiegel didn't seem to mind a@ little thing like a ohild. When Marte said that she and MacFerguson had never been married, he orled “Say that again!” Later he confessed that | he was afraid she was keeping something from him. But In any event he| Louls Mann as John Krauss, Mathilde Cottrelly Katrina. would marry her. Krauss bitterly declared he was gutity of the one crimp in America—that of being a faflure—but while they were nfoving out his goods Marie's child moved in, and all was well when the prosperous young Abrams offered him | a job. Miss Edith Browning played Marie with all the tricks of a Third avenue heroine, but Madame Mathilde Cottrelly acted a faithful housekeeper with homely warmth, and Miss Emily Ann Wellman waa pleasing and pretty as| Alice Spleget A curtain speech by Manager W. A. Brady caused more comment than “The | Man Who Stood Still, His evident affection for Mr. Mann was equalled only by his modesty when he spoke of himself as ‘a bum manager.” Betty Vincent’s F Advice on Courtship and Marriage. A Birthday Party. Dear Betty: HAVE been invited to a young lady’ | birthday party, which falls on Hal- loween night. Will you please advise as to what \ould be an acceptable gift for her? She is seventeen years old. I jso expect to meet a young lady that night, and would like to ask her to a dance which takes place about two days after. Vould.you advise me to ask her to accompany me to the dance? “SUMMIT.” If you know the young lady very well it 1s appropriate to give her some nice gift, such .s books, a silver picture frame, a favorite picture or some pres ent of moderate expense {f you can af- ford it. If you know her only slightly you must restrict yourself to candy or flowers. I doubt if the young girl you Meet at the party will accept your In- vitation on so short an acquaintance. However, if you could get up @ party of four—another man and girl besides yourself and the young lady—she might accept under those conditions, An Evening Wedding. Dear Betty: I" attending a church wedding efter 6 o'clock P. M. would it be proper for a lady to wear a fancy waist and dark skirt and a dark hat? IGNORANT. It 1s customary to wear evening dress at an evening wedding. However, if the wedding is smal! or you do not ex- pect to bo prominently seated in the church, a fancy waist and dark skirt is perfectly proper. DOODODGID DEG FOO ODO OOIOO0 BETTER, Dovey | THAT REMINDS ME, I Must TAKE MY MEDICINE! OH DOCTOR 5 DocTOR | DocToR ! COME OVER IMMEDIATLY ! HE blouse that I ia pretty and attractive appeale to all. As illustrated, It 1s made of one of the new volles with trim- ming of taffeta and chemisette and under sleeves of embroid- ered batiste, but all the materials that are used for separate blouses, as well as those that are used for afternoon gown: are appropriate, silk @y well as wool. 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IMPORTANT—Write your name and addreas plaialy, ind «l- le OOOO! | COEODOCGODGDHOON | By David H. Dodge. “C HARLES,” waid Prof, ‘here's a Nix's wife, ory In the paper about a baby born with six fingers and six toes.” “Te that sald the professor, looking up from his book. ‘Te that repeated the pro- fessor’s wife open- ing her eyes, and adding sarcastically: “How many more would you like the poor thing to have? “Bight,” aaid Prof. Nix promptly. “Tt ought to have at least ten fingers and ten toes. It's the usual number. “You know I meant six on each foot and six on each hand,” sald the pro- fessor’s wife frigidly, “but if you're go- ing to try and be funny to-night"—— ‘It’s all right, my love,” said Pro- fessor Nix, soothingly. “I have no such intention. I trust I know my place. But, honestly, I wish we were all sex- Gigitate, like our young friend of whom you were reading.” “Why?" asked the professor's wife “Because the present decimal system of the world 1s based solely upon the fact that we have ten fingers and ten toes, Those simple but important souls, our primitive progenitors, were able to count only on their fingers, and when they oame to the last one they had to start over again. That is why, after Health Beauty By Margaret Hubbard Ayer. Frult for Freckles. TSS B.—If you want a fruit eom- pound for bleaching the freckles try the lemon juice fornia: Thirty grains of pulverized borax, dis- salved in 21-3 ounces of lemon fuice, makes a lotion that w very effective in keeping freckles in abeyance, where it agrees with the skin It should be applied at night after the face has been thoroughly washed and rinsed. If there were an exercise or medicine for making the eyes brighter and larger we would be @ handsome race of beings, but unfortunately nothing of the sort has been devised eo far. Nothing will ever make small eyes bie and only plenty of sleep, fresh alr and whole- some living generally will keep the eyes bright and clear. Hair for Horseback. L.—Unfortunately you canmet an Tenge your hale for becoming- © ness, when you are riding horse- back, {f you want it to stay up. The fashionable horseback ooiffure is to plait the hair as tightly es possible and roll it into # knot of the smallest dimen- siona on the nape of the neck, or fold |" under and seoure it with a ribbon, which should be tied in @ snug, small bow. Flying hair and loosened rolls and puffs do not go with the severe riding habit style, and looks must be sacrific for neatness. You can relieve the re- verity somewhat by pulling your nair down over the forehead lonely, but this will blow, too, if you are not careful, “If We Had Two More Digits” each 10, we recommence with a one, as shown in the numbers 11, #1, #1, 201, 1.001, 1,000,00.1, etcetera” in that,’ objected the professor's wife; “at! ‘Quite easy,” ecquiesced the profes- sor, “but not quite as conventent as if we had more digitsthe word digit, as you doubtless know, coming from a Latin word meaning finger.” “Never mind that,” said the profes- ante | ant | “But I don’t see anything inconvenient Eventng World Daily Magazine, Friday, October 16, 1908. Professor Nix 2 3 That Dizzies Her, for Bargain Sales. | seg ‘= Tt He Gives His Wife a.Six-Finger Talk B “If there were twelve,” replied the Professor, “we could split up our system of notation more easily, since 12 Is di- visible by 2 4 and 6; while 10 ts diviai- ble by only 2 and 5. Besides, my Gear, think of the extra varieties of marked- down prices in the stores ft would In- sure. Could you resist, for instance, a woman's taflored suit at ‘one-four- bim-click’ ?’” “At what?" said\the professor's wife. Prot. Mix smiled. “I was anticipat- tng.” he murmured. “If we had two “How Much Is One Click?" Four Bim more figures we should“have to give them names, of course. From 1 to § the digits would be the same, then would come (say) “bim,’ and then (say) ‘ollok,” and then ten, and twelve wouldn't come till two units later, equalling our present fourteen.” “Dear mot” eaid the professor's wite, “Bridget is now getting $0 a year. What would she, get under:the new ar- rangement?” “Only one-sightnowght dollars,” said the professor, “but {t would be the same amount of actual money, of cours: “And if thet Mra. Colfer succeeded in Yaring her away withva pramise of $3 a month moreft” “Ghe would then one-click dollars ® month,” replied © professor, “or one-ciick-nought dollars a year.” There wes @ slight, pause in:the con- ‘vereation. “How much ts that) one-fourdim-click suddenly Prof. Nix made @ rapid nsental cal- ealation. “Twenty-four dollars and forty-stx cents,” he announced, and then giamosd up uneasily. ‘Yes, Charies,” said the professor's wife, reading his thoughts. “I am sure there is a beautiful one-fourdim-click tallored suft watting for me\:to-morrow at Biegel & Sax Ptease!’’ “Ob, afl right,” | said the professor, obediently handing over thevmoney and taking up his boaky “but we've had enough of notation to-night You need not read me anything moreabout those mix-fingered Jacks.” ‘<a HAT ‘There, there, my dear! neighborhood.” “Gee! some one would get licked.”” “Father,” said Iitttle Rollo, | “Graft, my son, A Few Moments With the Merry Men. -e you crying about, uearT” inquired a sympathetic humbend “Oh, Yeorge, the mice have got mto the pantry and eatenup deautiful custard pie I made myself!” Don’t cry over a few little mice!” was the doubtfully complimentary rejoinder.—Philadetphia Inqutrer. “Young man, I waa told to-day that you were the worst boy “tn /¢he If I was 4 man and any one talked that way about my ifttledbop “Bome one {s going to get licked now; take off your coat."—Houston Bosh . “whet ts graftt’ 1s any pecuniary advanta) opposes your political views."—Washington Star. enjoyed by some oneywhe A Revelation of New York Society much you became to me in that little! interview. *** Men's kindness is » {strange thing; they may try and try, and @ girl may know they are trying | and, in her turn, try to be grateful, he | But it 1s all effort on both sides, Then —with word—an impulse born of chance or instinct—a man may say and do that which a woman can never for- get—and would not if she could.’ “Have I done—that “Yes, Didn't you understand? (Copyright, 1601, by Robert W. Coambere.) | SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS INSTALMENTS. Philip Selwyn. of an old New York hes resixned from the army because to marry Jack aw divorced him thv@n va co6uillon | leader. lew York, Selwyn trea} ‘Othvens,” Alixe still a uthyen ‘ia luring you: this '§ rome and a stormy of this} Do visi threater ‘a! you suppose any other man in the world | Cele ates” artes could have what you have had of me—| Peal of my real self? Do you suppose for ites -|one instant that any other man than Ger you could ever obtain from me the con- fidence I offer you unasked? Do I not tell you everything that enters my head for @ holii wn try. pli t Silverside, and Billeen country place a and ‘Bileen ee ee eee alitiee land heart? Do you not know thet I . 7 |tare for you more than for anybody | allver” CHAPTER VIII. ‘Gerelé"'— (Continued) She looked him straight in the eyes. Silverside. her breath caught, but she steadied her voice: “I've got to be truthful,” she said care for you more than for Gerald “And I for you more than anybody living," he said. it true? HE laughed, turning her chin on her “r S shoulder to glance at him; and| when the laugh had died out she till sat Mghtly poised, chin ni the hollow of her shoulder, considering kim out of friendly beautiful eyes in “It is the truth, Eileen’ ‘eich no mockery remained, "You-you make me very happy, Capt. What more ts there than our con- | @elwyn.” fidence in each other and our content?" “But-——dld you not know it before I she said. told your’ And, as he did not respond: "I wonder if you realize how perfectly lovely you have been to me since you have come fmto my life? Do you? Do you remem- ber the first day—the very first—how I sent word to you that I wished you to eee my first real dinner gown? Smile 4 you wish—— Ah, but you don't, you @en't understand, my poor triend, how ’ "I-y-yea; 1 hoped In the exuit ant reaction from thé delicious tension of ayowal she laughed lightly, not knowing why. “The pleasure in {t,"" she said, “4s the certainty that I am capable of making you happy, You have no idea how | desire to do it, I've wanted to ever since 1 knew you-l've wanted to be |tehiy happy. capable of doing it. And you tell me that I do; and I am utterly and fool- The quick, mischievous aparkle of gaminerie flashed ur trans forming her for an instant. “Ah, yes; nd I can make you unhappy, too, It seems, by talking of marriage! That, |too, 1s something—a delightful power— but’—the malice dying to a spark In her brilliant eyes—"I shall not torment you, Capt. Selwyn. Wil !t make you happier if 1 say: ‘No; I sha never marry as long as I have you?’ Will it realy? Then I say It; never, never will I marry as long 1 nave your confidence and friendship. * * I want it ali—every bit, please. And if ever there {js another woman—if ever you fall in love!—cracki—away I go" She enapped her wihite fingers—"like that!" she added, “only quicker! Well, then! be very, very careful, my friend * © © I wish there were some place here where I could curl up indefinitely and Usien to your views on life. You brought a book to read, didn't you?" He gave her a funny, embarrassed glance: “Yes; I brought a sort of book." “Then I'm all ready to be read to, thank you."* * * Please steady me while 1 try to stand up on this log— one hand will do’— Bcarcely in contact with him she crossed the log, sprang bilthely to the ground, and, lifting the hem of her summer gown an inch or two picked her way toward the bank abov “We can see Nina when she signals us from the lawn to come to luncheon,” * But) you might not mind listening’ —— she said gazing out across the upland, | toward the silvery tinted hillside where Bllverside stood, every pane glittering with the white eastern sunlight place for # nest, and settled into It, | turning technicality into pabulum. head pro} leavi hidden, on @ heap of mented bay |“Lying there in the fragrant verdure, | Phyllis’? elbows skyward end fingers |blue eyes skywemi or slanting sideways ashamed.” linked across ber chin. One foot was|to watch his face, the knee doubled, making a|swered, questione: she listened, an- or responded by -- THE YOUNGER SET = ten two centuries ago—the ‘Education of No? Listen then and be | And lying there, the back of one hand above her eyes, she sang in & sweet, tent of her white skirt, from en edge of |turns, until their volces grew lasy and |childish, mocking voice, tremulous with whioh @ russet shoe projected, reveal-|the light reaction from things serious ing the contour of @ slim enkle. jawaekens the gayctty always latent "What book did you bring?’ mhe| when they were together. asked dreamily. “Proceed,"’ she amiled: “Arma virum- He turned red, ter from a little book I'm trying to |on!" write—a-a sort of suggestion for the establishment of native regiments in the Philippines, I thought, perhaps, | |The Her delighted surprise and quick cor- diality quite overwhelmed him, so, sit- ting flat on the grass. hat off and the ni} wind furrowing his bright oriap hair, he began, natvely, lke @ sahool- boy; and Bileen lay watching him, touched and amused at his eager inter- est in reading aloud to her thig'maas of co-ordinated fact and detail, There was, in her, one quality to| which he had never appealed in vain— Of soa She Clear eye ‘Free heart and soul of verity; Blue eyes, that speak ee wistfully — Nothing but these I know, ales land lying there, face to the sky jto sing Dedication" “Arma and the Mant A noble theme I ween! Alas! I cannot sing of these, Eileen; Only of maids and men and meadow-grass, 4 tre nd woodlands where I p Nothing but these I know, Kileen—alas! oe ine ren that lifted up to me her acknowledgment, began th, Inughed to herself, under her br her loyalty, Conf dent of that, and of | fragments of that ancient war-song her intelligence, he wasted no words in| “1 bon Rol Dagobert preliminary explanation, but began at) — Avait un erand sabre de fer once his argument in favor of @ native | ta rk faint Ho military establishment: erected on the| Veure Majesto J general lines of the British organisation | pourrait ve biesser!’ in Indie. ‘C'est vrai,’ lui dit le Rot He wrote simply and without self. ‘Qu’on me donne un sabre de bola't'’ consciousness; loyalty aroused her im-| ‘In that verse,’ observed Selwyn. terest, intelligence sustained ft; and|smiling, “lies the true key to the millen when the end came It came too quickly |nium—intern nal disarmament and for her, and she said so frankly. whiah, moral suasion.”” delighted him. “Nonseni ' ghe said lazily, “the mil At her invitation he outitned for her the succeeding chapters’ with terse mil-| itary accuracy; and what she liked best | erly nd best understood was avoldance of |m ans universal education. nium will arrive when the false bal ance between man and woman ts prop And adjusted—not before that Did hidden laughter, the song of Phyllis, the shepherdess, and Sylvandre, the shep- herd—how Phyllis, more avaricious than sentimental, made Sylvandre pay her It's—It's just a ohap-|que—a noble theme, Capt. Selwyn. Bing |thirty sheep for one kiss; how, next day, the price shifted to one sheep for He shook his head, quoting from thirty kisses; and then the dreadful de- moralization of Phyllis “Le lendemain, Phil's, prus tendre, Fut trop heureuse de lui rendre | Trent moutone pour un bateer! . . . . Le Jendemain, Phila, peu ease, Aurait donne’ moutone et chi | Pour un balesr que le volage | ‘A Lisette onnalt- pour rien!" ‘And there we are,” said Eileen, sit- ting up abruptly and levelling the pink~ Jtipped finger of accusation at him— “there, if you please, Hes the woe of the world--not in the armaments. of na tions! ‘That old French poet under- | | stood tn half @ second more than your Hague tribunal could comprehend tn tts frst Cathayan cycle! ‘There ies the hope of your millennium—in the higher education of the modern Phylits “And the up-to-date Sylyandre,” add- | ea Selwyn, He knows too much already,” she re torted, delicate nose in the wir, ¢ ¢ * Hark! Rar to the ground! My atavia tle and wilder instincts warn me that somebody ts comin Boots and Drina,” said Selwyn: and he hatled them as they came into view shove. Then he sprang to his feet Hello When ald, # perfectly fine: ut w! This alling 1 fe 1p the dry, eweet wrasse She found @ inet false modesty which condescends, you ever hear thet old, old song, write did you arrive?’ “Oh, Gerald!’ cried Eileen, both hands outstretched—“it's splendid of you to come! Dear fellow! have you seen Nina and Austin? And were they not delighted? And you've come to stay, haven't yout There, I won't be- win to urge you. * * * Look, Gerald took, Boote—and Drina, too—only look at those beautiful big plump trout in Captain Selwyn's creel!” “Oh, I say!" exclaimed Gerald, “you didn't take those in that little brook— did you, Philip? Well, wouldn't that snare you! I'm coming down here after Yuncheon; I sure am.” “You will, too, won't yout’ asked Drina, jealous lest Boots, her dol, miss his due share of plscatortal glory, “it you'll wait unti} I finish my French I’ come with you.” “Of course I will,” said Lansing re- preachfully; “you don't suppose there's any fun anywhere for me without you, do your” "No," said Drina simply, ‘‘I don’t.” “Another Phyllis in embryo,” mur mured Efleen to Selwyn, “Alas! for education Selwyn laughed and@ turned to Gerald. ‘I hunted high and low for you before |T came to Sllverside. You found my note?” Yes; I-T'll explain later,” sala the boy, coloring. ‘Come whead, Bily Hoots and I will take you on at tennis and Philip, too, We've an hour or # before lun n. Te tt a g Certainly.” replied his sister, aware of Selwyn’s pr y, but loyal even in doubt, And the fi walking abreast, moved off across th ands >ward the green lawns of Silverside where, under # gay Jawn parasol, Nina at, a "Nature book” in hand, the centre "Ss attentive gathering composed of y By Robert W. Chambers, Author of ‘‘The Firing Line’ and “A Fighting Chance.” dogs, ohiidren, and the cat, KIO blinking her topas-tinted eyes fm the sunshine, The young mother looked up as the quintet came strolting across the lawn. “Please don’t wander away before luncheon,” she said; “Gerald, I suppose you are starved, but you've only an hour to wait- Ob, Phil! what wonderful trout! Chfldren, kindly arise and admire the surpassing skill of your frivolous undlef” And, as the children i in «& low, contented voice: “Gerald has quite made it up with Aus- ‘tin, dear; I think we have to thank you, haven't wer ‘Has he veally squered matters with Austin? Thet’s good—thet’s fine! Oh, po, I had nothing te do with it—prac- tloally neghing. ‘The boy 1s wound at the cope—that's what did it And to Yee palling him from the vie: ‘es, I" 3 ve niyo tice Hatp Poureslt, ‘oki chap ‘Hileen to her room to don ehorter 6) end rubber soled shoes; and n room. ‘found of white foot gear, The footed up, smiled, and, o: ing one knee, degen to tie the fac "Itoh Austiy that I meant to slow down,” he sald iv terms Again. He wes fairly Good business!” oommenied Belwya, vigorously And I'm outting ards and cool continued the ag a re has 1 to the tn it soning down I'm horribly ) pay op and he added, sald Selwyn, stling To Be Continued.) 2B & Py is ¢ bt cS re t RAG O