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The Evening World Daily Magazine, Thursday, a <f yy FOO OOOK 100 | [ ves, pean | || BRYON Witt \ lee SH-SH, LOVEY BABY'S ASLEEP! ATAINLY BE matt OUR NEXT PRESIDEN HE'S THE GREATEST | Pou TiC1:AN——— ee fe e ay J Le WE PUT HIM Jo BED! lyweds, a OO OUUUUO Their Ba Yovevevey awe PAPA'S IT TLE PRECIOUS SLEEPY bs SNOOKUMS | B October 29, 1908: TO OOUOUUGOOOG ODOOOOSI HG y George McManus DARN THOSE POLITICAL, PARADES } BOOdOG ID OOn BRYAN HASN'T GOT A CHANCE $ WOULDN'T YOTE FoR HIM FoR eC] & MILLION DOLLARS ! By Martin Green. An Afternoon Fog, From The World Dome. SOFT, Insti pipes The sky touch The city clutch, gusps south— sky— And then the wall of gloom is hung with globes Of yellow, orange, pink and sickly green; the windows of their furnished caves, Blink sullenly upon the shrouded scene. Skyscrapers’ eye: ent mi Seeps gently in and smothers up the town; White puffs of steam Of Nature's dampened curtain, draw: athwart the sun; in the fog's silker A band of light appears, A blurry band, between the earth and Fy} And myriad clouded frefiies seem to flash and wink In roguish play, impetuous, yet shy, t, wet from the sea, float Janguidly from hooded wears a grayish, smoky crown. | ‘Ten thousand offices grow dark—ten thousand more— And other thousands feel the clammy off to the The Manhattan Primer. ‘H, eee the man run! O He ap-pears to be in great haste. Ah, he has halt-ed in his head-long flight He 1s shout-ing at a vast a Pers-pi-ri Now he js on his way a-gain. He has been tor-tur-ing him-self for days and nights, for weeks and weeks, He 1.18 deen tor-tur-ing the com-mun-!-ty at large. mb-lage. His voice sounds like a man fil-ing a saw. tion drips from his drawn feat-ures, His eyes are sunk-en un-til his fore-head looks Ike an awn-ing, He has trav-el-led thou-sands of miles and spo-ken bil-lions of words, words, | words. Is he try-ing to win a bet or ts he do-ing pen-ance for some horri-ble crime? Nay, nay, my eon, He is @ can-di-date for Pres-t-dent of the U-ni-ted States mak-ing a dig-ni- Bed can-vass. petite ech ene | Low Bridgel [D2 rou'sver eon comrade on the of Dia you ever soak @ comrade on the eye? Did you run away from school or break any other rule? Did you ever hug a damsel on the ely? Did you ever haye a breach of promise sult? Did you ever run @ Dill and fail to pay? Ever ride upon a pass, ever join a singing clase? Did you ever correspond with J. D. A.? Did you ever haye to take the Keeley cure? Did you ever go into a syndicate? Have you ever played the races, put the case card through {ts paces? If guilty, wie @ tip ere ‘tis too late. Uf you haven't led a life most circumspect, If beyond suspicion's range you do not stand, And you ever run for office some muck raker will pull off tis Fancy vest and write you up to beat the band, | A Revelation of New York Society Copyright, 1907, by Robert W. Chambers.) STWOPSIS OF PREVIOUS INSTALMENTS. Capt. Philfp Selwyn, of an old New ¥ ly, has resigned from the army becaa wite, Alize, divorced him to marry Jac thven, @ cotillion leader. Alixe atil! ‘#e- cretly loves hi Ruthven te luring young at Gerald” Erroll, to “gam lwyn deka Alixe to prev sake of Gerald's sister, Di ‘ward of Selwyn's broth ‘Austin tormy ecene ensues: Ter tus l/ fa uses this knowled« obedient 1. i EI law, M4. One evening Alixe calls at Beiw na and a hears of 43 force nimaelf into nociety Gerais’ tion becomes notorious. wyn visite Austin country place at Siiverside. He Ro Ttllsey. ie “admntta int pat ts him, f ral NR jwyn_ 9. Cot porape in which hie ‘Involved: CHAPTER IX. (Continued) A Novice. MRALD etrove to smile. For a G while he lay loosely in the arm- chair, eyes intent on the strang @im light which fell across the waste of fea fog. Only the water on the shore’ edge remained visible; all else blank wall beyond which, stretching to the horizon, lay the unseen ocean. Al- weady a few restless gulls were on the wing, sheering inland; and thelr rau- cous, treble eries accented the palild| stillness. But the dawn was no paler than tho boy's fac more desolate. Troub‘e | was his, the same old trouble that has @ogged the trail of folly since time be- | was a| done for me—after the rotten way i've treated you''——~ i} “Look here, my boy,” said Selwyn coolly, crossing one knee over the other and dropping both hands into the pock: | ets of his pajamas, "I asked you to | come to me, didn't I? Well, then, don't | riticise my judgment in doing it. It} isn't likely I'd ask you to do a cowardly thing.” | "You don't understand what @ wretch: | ed scrape I'm in'— “I don't yet, but you're going to tell me"— *hilip, I can't—I simply cannot. It's so contemptible-and you warned me— and I owe you already so much"— “You owe me a little money,” observed | Selwyn with a careless emile, “and | you've @ lifetime to pay ft in. What ts the trouble now; do you need more? I haven't an awful lot, old fellow—wor luck!—but what I have ts at your call~ as you know perfectly well. Is that all that is worrying you?” “No=not all, I~Neergard has lent me | money-done things—placed mo under obligations * * * I liked him, you know; I trusted him, * * * People he desired to know I made him known to, He was aa trifle pere nptory at times— as though my obligations to him left me no cholce but to take him to such people ax he dosired to meet. * * * We~we| had trouble~recently." “What sort?” “Personal, I felt—began to feel prossure on me. ‘There was, at ments, something almost of menace tn bis requests and suggestions--an impor tuntty I did not exactly undere’ And then he sald som gan; and Selwyn knew it and waited. At last the boy broke out eowardly trick—this slinking tn to you * “S “This eo “Go on; what?’ “He'd been hinting at tt before; and! wyn smiling. (MMR So tay Houbles otter What youve oven wae 4 found im follies and Minin) Bet emaatly Khyenh J was & foul mbous annie’ TODODOIOOOSGS would come oftener, but he has not| only friend he has? Do you think ho done so. Do you think this young man has another friend, as he lives quite 4 wanted my photo because he liked me distance from me? I have been ac- or did he just want tt for friendship? | quainted with him for four months Don’t you think he ought to come o) ANXIOUS | seo me oftener, for he tells me Iam the| I think the young man has more than ir and there are clubs where y A Lonely Girl. AM a young girl seventeen years of Age, and heve no girl friends. How very lonesome? cB There are several wa: for a young | At] tchool you will mest companions, at A Bunch of Smilax. INKS—That fellow Dickens ts a deep one m1 to boys and girls of your own age, | W you tell him of your lonely condition, Winks—Why, he got the new boarter into a brisk controversy with the landlady over the reasons for woman's mental inferiority, and under cove ar Betty | | can I become acquainted, as I am Girl Gti your Tans'€e (make lieriende | —eees=s=sae_ church the pastor will gladly introduce Dinks—What hag he been doing? ung folks meet. If you wish to join a Settlement || of it he sneaked a second pisce of huckleberry pie.—Rochester Democrat club you will find the headquarters at e Py ry No. 9 Rivington street. | or berated a 1 Love wear” Friendship or Love ? “Her epeech of ecoeptance kinder made me wish I badn’t.”——Phtladelphia Dear Betty: o 8 8 ance of a young man of nineteen while on my vacation. He paid me! Boreleigh—Yes, Misa Doria, I suffah dweadfully from insomnia, y’ know. nany attentions, and one day while Miss Doris (suppreseing @ yawn)—Did you ever try talking to yourself, Mr. out riding with him he told me how || Borelelgh?—Boston Transcript. much he liked me. He has been to | Oo 9 visit me and asked me for my photo- | Mrs, Peckem—Here’s an invitation to my cousin's wedding. Will you go? graph, which I gave him. He comes to | Peckem—No, I hate weddings. I sometimes wish I hadn't attended my see me about once a week. I thought |] own.tSpare Moments. after I gave him the photograph he! | AM eighteen and made the acquaint- Vincent ivice On Courtship 4 Marriage | a friendly feeling for you, otherwise he would not call as often as onee a week. You are both very young to love, and he bly wishes to havegyou regard him only as @ friend until you beth are older. | She Does Not Trust Him. Dear Betty: Y Indy friend has always been very truthful me, and I In return have ewise; but lately I sthing which Was very mean, I have ackn e ed that wrong and have been excus it. How can I keep her love and friendship? It looks to me as ff things are not as they were. Shall I speak to ner pM@ple about it? x. V. | The young lady’s faith ta you has | evidently been shaken, and she does not | trust you as she did before this incident. |The only way to regain and keep her | friendship ts to convince her by your | earnestness that you are sorry for your fault and in the future intend to treat [her fairly. Do not speax to her people about !t, for you can mffch better settle |{t among yourselves. Cd The Million Dollar Kid By R. W. Taylor TAFT NUTHIN ! TAFT 1S A BIG ECHO, THAT'S ALL} wusT A Big Noise! 1M STRONG FOR BRYAN! HE KIN SAVE THIS HERE COUNTRY ! Youre WRONG, CAPTAIN. MSCARDELL! TAFT 1S THE BY DE VAY, MONK, VERE DIT YOu , HE WILL PROTECT THE VESTED INTERESTS! Look AT HIS POLICies CAPTAIN ! oe HEAVENS! 1 FORGOT To REGISTER ! most amusing @nd companionable I in a bad way, too The boy winced never thought of him as a—e social and swallowed hard; then, with sudden possibility-I mean among those whe white desperation stamped on his drawn really oount—like my own people"-— | face: “Oh, Philip—it—it 1s disgraceful | “Oh! he asked you to introduce him emough—but how am I going to tell you | into your own family circle?” the rest?—how can I speak of this mat. "Yes—I didn't understand tt at fret—| ter to you" — until somehow I began to feel the pres-| «what matter?” sure of it—the vague but constant !m-| «4 apout—about Mrs. Ruthven"— portunity, * * * He was @ good fellow) «what matter?” repeated Selwyn. His at least I thought so; 1 hated to hurt | voice rang a Mttle, but the color had him—to assume any attitude that might | qeq trom his face, lof them ever ventured to say anything Wound him, wut, good heavensi—he | «sng was—Jack Ruthven charged her|to me! * ® * And thet ts all, Philip couldn't seem to understand that nobody |) 4 me—charged me with’—- |I was horribly in debt to Neergard; in our family would recetve him—al- | ¥ {08m then Ruthven turned on me—and on though he had a certain footing with | 00), her; and {,borrowed more from Neor- OO Ee eee ccntevor ac | cWell—tt was a ie, wasn't itt” Sel-|gard and Went to her bank and Jonst the men of those families, Don't | W¥2'S ashy lps scarcely moved, but his | posited it to the credit of her accou f h eyes were narrowing to @ glimmer, “It but she doesn't know {t was from me— you see, Philip? was a lie, wasn't it?” he repeated, she supposes Jack Ruthven did it out “Yes, my boy, I see. > | ld no ask to’ be presented towyour | “Yee~® lie, I'g say it, anyway, you| of ordinary decency, for she uid #0 to “Did she try? ‘You—tndeed, yes! she-I don't know how to say it—but she—when whe apoke of—of you—besged me to try to be lke you. * ¢ * And it 19 @ Me what people say about her!— what gossip says. I know; I hay known her #o well—and—I was like other men—oharmed and tascinated by her; but the women of that set are # pack of cats, and the men—well, none Go on! When at aat understand—but {t really was a ile.” (me, And that {s how matters stand; i es Selwyn quietly leaned back in his Neergard is ugly, end grows more W—who told you that?’ asked the) cnair; @ little color returned to hin| threatening about those loane—and I DAZ WOR Ap anaTy Gust | chooks, haven't any money, and Mrs, Ruthven You did—almost, You were going to. | sai right —old fellow," —his voloe| will require more very soon'— anyway. So that was ft, was It? That) goarcely quivered—"all right; go on, I Te thet all? demanded Selwyn was when you realized a fow things knew, of course, that Ruthven lied, but | sharply, it was @ part of the story to hear you Ys 1, 1 vay wo, Goon, What did Ruthven do?’ | shayserutiy!'-— ‘nere has been @ separation,” mid) |... the boy in @ low voles, “He Dehaved | Eva seen. sheared, Selwyn in a dry, Nie a dirty oatecahe had no resouress |TAPG Volos, “worse behavior than yours, Have you a penoll, Gerald? Get a aheor understood one or two things, was It not? * * * And how did you reply? Arrogantly, I suppose." know I have’ behaved “With—a—some little show of--a-—con. tempt ft’ no means of #upport’'- He heal- "You, I suppose w | tatod, molstentng nis dry pe with his Of PAPer from that desk, Now, write Pxactly, And Neergard—waes put | tongue “Mrs. Huthven has been very, Out & Het of the loans made you by | out—slightly very kind te mo, I was-I am fond of | Neergerd. very cent, If you plow Y sald the hoy, losing some of hie her; ah, 1 know well enough I never | ARG the exact amount you placed t> color, “Ia moment orward I was] had any buslness to meet her; I Mre. Ruthven's credit, Have you w sorry Thad spoken go plainly; but I need | haved abominably toward yeu-and ten that? Let me see it not have bt n° * © te wae very | family Hot it wae d iT knew The boy handed him the paper. itt usly about it, jend iiked her tremendously, the was studied it without (hy #l ghtos “ c “Phreate of calling loans?’ asked Mol-| the only one whe was di Jof expression—knowing all the who tried what It meant to him; knowing that (oie uvdes must be sasuuied by Linse Le to keep me from seting \ 29 © and, Phit-| -- THE YOUNGER SET -- cause Austin would never assume it And he sat there staring at space over the top of the pencilled sheet of pape: striving to find some help in the mat ter, But he knew Austin; he knew what would happen to Gerald {f, after the late reconciitation with his ex-guardian, he came once more to him with such @ confession of debt and disgrace. No; Austin must bo left out; there were three things to do: One of them was to pay Neegard; another to sever Gerald's connection with him forever; and the third thing to be done was something which did not concern Gerald ‘or Austin—perhaps, not even Ruthven, It was to be done, no matter what the cost, But the thought of the cost sent & shiver over him, and left his care worn face gray, His head sank; he fixed his narrow- ing eyes on the floor and held them wilent, unmoved, while within the tempeste terror, temptation and abt assutied Aim, dragging at the st of hin, where tt alung biindly to anchorage, And it held tast—reg- pairing in (he bitterness of re mn, but atl held on through the most dreadful tempest that ever swopt him, Courage, duty, reparation too words drummed in hie brain, supetying him with thelr dull olamer but he understood and Istened, know tng the end knowing that the ent must always be the #ame for him. was the rey atinot againat drills and towre training erited and! ed—the insurgent nor of pe® appone hat stern welt-m pression characteristic of generations ot Belwyns, who had held duty tm eno to follow, even when they bodies died in ie Wake DCOODOOODOOOOODOOGOOQODODOGEGOHOODOS) WOGOESGODOHDIOOHIOD @ @ Of ® ~ 1" 10} ? 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Author of ‘'The Firing Line’ and-“A He rose and walked to the window. Over the Bay of Shoals the fog was lift- ing, and he saw the long gray pier jut- ting northward—the pier where the troopships landed thelr dead and dying when the Spanish war was ended. After a moment he turned to Gerald, @ smile on his colorless face: It will be all right, my boy, You are not to worry—do you understand Go to bed, now; you need the Go to bed, I tell you-I’ll stand by you. You must begin ell over again, Gerald—and so must I; and #0 must L” CHAPTER X, The Unwritten Law. Saree: hed gone to New York with Gerald “for « few days,” as he expressed it; but it was pow the firet week in October, and he had not yet returned to Ollverside, A brief note to Nina thanking her for having had him at Silverside, and epeaking vaguely of some business mat- ters which might detain him indefinitely —6 briefer note to Hileen regretting his tnebiiity to return for the present-—were | ell the communication they had from | him exoept news brought by Austin, who came down from town every Fri- day, 4 long ‘etter to him ¢rom Ning till ined unanswered; Auatin had seen ynly once in town; Lansing, now New York, wrote @ postaoript na letter to Dring, asking for solwyn'e now addrese—the first intiinetion an: |nody hed that he had ytvea up h Boots, “and nobody knows anything out him et his clubs. I have an iden that he may have gone to Washington to see about the Chaosite affair, but If you have any address except his clubs | please send it to me.” den leave taking nearly # morfth ago had @o astounded her that she could not believe he meant to be gone more than @ day or two, Then came his note, written at the Patroons' Club— very brief, ourtously stilted and formal, with @ strange tone of finality through ft, as though he were taking perfunc- ‘tory leave of people who had come temporarily into his life, and though the chances were agreeably even of his ever weeing them again, ‘The girl was not hurt, as yet; she | remained merely confused, incredulous, unreoonciled, That there was to be some further explanation of his silence {ahe never dreamed of doubting, and |there seemed to be nothing to do in (the Interval but await It As for writ- ing him, some instinct forbade it, @ {when Ning sugwested that whe writ adding laughingly that nothing seemned Ukely to stir her brother Yor the fret few days the ohildren clamored intermittently for him) but children forget, and Billy continued to ‘oust out hin pack in undying hope of @ fox or bunny, and the younger children brought thelr butterfly nets and sand shovels to Austin and Nin for repuirey and Dring when Hoots deserted her for Mia Aly Tine Company, atrnok up & wholesome and lively friendship with @ dowen subfraghmea and the younger Oe chil girls and began to play golf ine @ o find he| little Bend, @o Be Omtienets + lodgingy on Lexington avenue, 1 was perfectly svtonished Rad Gone leaving no eddsess.” wrote ot Seeded how oH sd olga By Robert W. Chambers, ; Eileen had not written him; his sud-° fa