The evening world. Newspaper, February 12, 1909, Page 13

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} sight as well give up his soft-botled eyes and his scram smile and see what he can do with Hatilet Inst him when {t left him out of “Hello, People.” It gave ngs, but {t did not give him the best. He has evidently not followed \ m Colller's careful plan of guarding against any possible r ng that fs good for anything. When Mr, started to warble a little thing about the unhappy sailor- man whom he r a knowing ed him with a whispered words, wheret ted “You may and cut his song short, All of which led you to we that the knowing child had said: “You're r—t—n As a matter t, Mr, Powers wa ything of the sort, He was funnier than he has beon for years, and to make matters better he was filled with funny Unes. He had taken the precaution, | cording to the pro e, to revise the |} book written by George Grossmith $r, and Graham Hill for the London market. He made the fifth spoke in the apWheel, for thera were lyrics by Adrian Ross and George Arthurs, In spite of this strong array of authors “Havana” showed signs of weakness, but when you began to fear the worst Mr. Powers would Inquire whether any one knew of B Klass of beer that wanted a good home, or say somothing equally appeal- ing, and you Instantly took heart again. He was so touched him one time that he took a “call” with the best iml- tation of a soulful actor showing his tragic apprectation of his own greatness that has been seen since Shakespeare went out of style, Ho also scored with @ caged fortune-telling song, “How Did the Bird Know That?’ in which he danced up to the cage with two of the Dest Jokes that ever served as legs, Miss Clara Palmer, happily left be- hind by “The Boys and Betty," did a Uttle singing and dancing on her own account and presented Mr. Powers with @ long-lost, red-headed son. This went to show that a sailor may have a wife and child tn every port. Miss Edith ®& Decker sang “I'm a Cuban Girl" very well, but you weren't quite con- Eva Davenport as Isabelita. o stogies that “Hello, Eight girls epparer ¥ panatela recognised w , _ The Evening World Daily Magazine, Friday, February ‘12, Casino’s New Show, “Havana,” a One-Song Hit. BY CHARLES DARNTON. aRE rly before “Plorodora song in te It came to the Casino st 8 ofelo A Hew last night, and with the easy swing of Leslie Stuart's days put lose to the gulf stveam on the Broadway map. It’ People,’ will have the town twostepping to “Hay ent! rst bl Havana perfectos ana,’ of musieal con s Mr, in the Mitle dif keep it ¢ and a masculine} joulty Ernest Lambart brought out the gong and were obliged CL until both thelr voices and thelr legs threat- mposition that atest enthusiasm of the evening. 1s was such a ened to go laine, “Hello, People Hutle co: ahe au The girls evidently famillar with th jammy Hence answered back with th wenied almost too y to sing of divorce, but they were iv blithesome subject and amiably inclined to take the thet wh audience Into thelr that they were “newspaper gir didn’t wholly explain the matter, “newspaper girlies’ who have never been married have been known to write intelligently of divoree, After a le subse: And tl ; There were no flar- n ust a few chatty lines to let you know, perhaps, that allmony is tts own reward, The " with the long and nar- row ambart, pranced about in time to thelr song. ‘Their feet were as | light es. They 8 : though they had been trained on mars mallows, softly and sweetly and wit none of the brolled notes of the mid- night lobster. Their faces were young| but their volees were younger. Some of them went back to thelr cradle tones, and you wondered, in your firstenight | innocence, whether thelr mothers knew they were out, In the interest of anx- fous mothers tt may be well to put the “girltel tecord, List of the tnjured: th Kelly Caroll Dolly Filly (real name unk minie Clark, sa Croxton, Cecil! Mayo, Irene and Julla Mills. (Adéress all communica to Mr. Ernest Lam J. T. Powers as Samuel Nix. If “Hello, town by the winced. Miss Eva Davenport was more in the picture (indeed, she left Ittle room for the frame) as 4 “‘reyolutionista” who seemed to have designs on the male popula- tion, But ste had little opportunity to be funny, more’s the pity, for she is the funniest woman of her elze on the great American stage. Mr, William Pruette did some heavywelght singing, and Mr, Percy Ames, as the sea-going pal of Bo'sun Powers, was as good as salt The “newspaper girlles” and Mr. Lambart offered another pleasing example of Mr. Stuart's sportive music in 's Telephone,” but it only went to emphasize the fact that “Havana” had resolved Itself into a one-song hit. ‘ | CLRRENCEL CULLEN ol No. | Lovie, le Bowler QUITCHER FOOLIN’ LOOIE,) A.NEVER ,) PLAY THE GAPE! poo UNO is DoND GIT EGGs1peD! NOW,WOULON'T Watch Him Roll! He’s a Wonder! oust! ah Hest yp Wy SHOWING How Loovt: BLEW A STRIKE. makes a lit- obligato of mutual yawns, tle wager with bis wife he ine soldiers and do all the ays her if he | Different Pore, Our wear uniforms. ~A woman's idea of grandeur lence Is paying the 15-c a check, What no man can understai women's stockings, of equal loses. If she loses, of bunk to get out, of paying. | It's all right to talk about the endur- ance of the Marathoners, but there lan't a man alive who could wear for twenty minutes one of tlose whalebone-sup- ported women’s lace collars, the points of which go into the hollows beneath the ears, without going st . A man an nai nates Sa nasaiae te (aeee whose wives go in for th ach o ing they know within | effects. three months after the ceremony is per- | Mountin formed. After th {t's all repetition ago we saw a leading woman amount of goods In them, pair than men's socks. veryt HEN a manjand rehashing, with an accompanying Tn Dahomey women in uniform are women quality and with about three tim, The “domestic finish" for bare polls {gs now popular among bald-headed ig the “L" stairs a few days Meditations of a Married Man bY her arm, point to the rear, fighting, don't |OUy human beings Did you ever co pushing baby car s side by ing up the entire and opu- Kk, 80 that ditch to pass them? takes a mean man to writ you nd: Why or better th 3 the ess per this money that the e@ golng back on thelr gas bills, when as a ma 3 have Just as goo ter of fact thelr w as spent that money already? ese ultra | off her rubbers can't you kick But now it’ anti-vivi- i By Ferd G. Long | NEXT OAY. sectioniat carrying her umbrella under) just washed my hands.” \ ins way av to Imperil tho eyes of a | uman beings bebind her, But they w © upon three women We In} her, e side ad to rtep Into ? ("Land sakes, things like Why are men getting ao excited over In the old antenuptial days you were pretty glad of the chance to take “Aw, ‘em off yourself? SAY! THIS HINT 4] SHOOTIN’ , GALLERY! ) ~ vorce by the Death when she reflects "HELEN ROWLAND usually means simply that he conside vith.” “A little knowledge hide it under a bush 1 of stupidity wh (Cer S Fl VV IE akon 904 | Of course marriages are enough of all other kinds of ju | A man never loves a woman as h ) much more interesting to love so but it wonderful how they manage sarriage A woman measures the pleasures is headaches, Clarence L.Cullen $ | a ted man gets sleepy after dinner his wife, Who has had a refreshe Ing two-hour nap during the afternoon, considers that it's pure selfishness on dts part ne stay awake and chirp to When (Copyrighted by The italici I'm In such tat- I'm ashamed to be | Familtar quotation rs and rags that Seen on the street.” Another one: “Mercy, but you men are lucky that you don't have any halr to fix—and things.” {And one more: "I certainly hate to ask you for money when business Ia 80 bad, Baby Doll, but?— What a lot of women imagine; That their husbands’ devotion is so great that it will endure the atrain of listening to their wives talk about 1 thetr pet corns. ¢ but E is nothing more certain await cach and every one of in @ manner as if there were less you believe that you will stroyed in death, ee more deeply you are conscio impossible to picture God, {The Million Dollar Kid A) ae We A a AR 1 PAID S100 FOR THAT VALENTINE FOR VIVIAN | LL SEND IT To HER AND MAKE A HIT! SCR THE VALENTINE SENT ME? WE ARE ENGAGED NOW Looe Ni /aieriitits that something which YES, BUT DID ‘You GET THE SWELL ONE 1 SENT S immortality. He “Thinked’’ R'ght. ROF, GEORGE PORTER, prinelpat 'P of the Hallsyille schools, has co: tinually told the pupils that thoy should think twice before they One cold morning Inst week Prof, Por- ter backed up to the stove, after having given expression to his famous adage, When a Iittle boy on the front after having been given permission to talk, sald: Yes, BUT YOU MUST TAKE ST BACK— Jj} Looe WOULDN'T iver ME To ACCEPT VALENTINES FROM OTHER MEN! Me no ¢ Love and Gold Hunting In the Frozen Klondike BEPLOODS: 64.4848O490-00.0900699O944098-3.909040O09O8.D999O005002 © B @ By Rex Beach, @ | @ Author of ‘'The Smomonnd $ VODPOD INES FH OLE SEOO99- 09 9904900699900 9 09400 LL NEVER BUY or ANOTHER PALENTING: Prof. Porter, I've thinked once.” “Think agaln,” he replied. “Tye thinked twice,” sald the youngs- ‘hen speak.” sir, 1 thinked your coat tall I think {t 1s ablaze, ih urehin.—Halisyille Ja sev replied 41Ga,) News. Rellections of a Bachelor Girl. By Helen Rowland: N the fortunes I the heart line, —life line.” must lose made in Heaven, ment to get along without that. oe Se (Copyrighted by He zed paragraphs are Count Tolstoy's original comments on the subject ———-++ The Day’s Good Stories | speak. | seat, | of most men love is represented by marriage by the clothes line and db its sting for a married woman that! at last, she is going to receive a | few flowers and compliments. When a man says that he considers a girl “worth while” nowadays hée rs her “worth whil-ing away the time is a dangerous thing” for the woman who can't en she wants to fascinate a man, His Majesty, Satan, has ce should—perhaps because he finde 4 e other woman as he shouldn't, 18 not what a woman tells a man about herself that interests him; it's } chat he thinks she could tell gud docsn't. A suffragette leader has declared that men are “extremely emotional;" to conceal it around the house after | A really up-to-date lover 18 so versatile that he can genuinely enjoy kise ing the girlof the moment, while he meditates on how to escape the one that went before and how to conquer the one to come. of youth by her heartaches, a man bp ns My “Cycle of Readings,” By Count Tolstoy. —— Translated by Herman Bernstein, ——= the Press Publishing Company, the New York World, 1903.) nan Bernstein.) ~~ Immortality. than death, which us, and yet all live no death, FEB. | us of your life the be completely de- Re are often endeavoring to picture to ourselves death and our passing W into the beyond, but that ts altogether impossible, even as it 14 The only thing that is possible te to believe that death, like everything else emanating from God, {s good. eee foels, understands, Hves and exists may be, It Is sacred, divine, and therefore eternal.—Cicero, NLY he who has never thought about death seriously docs not believe in ” Bruce's Mother. TF inspector was examining Stan@ [ ard I, and all the class had been | specially told beforehand by they master, “Don't answer unless you ard almost certain your answer ty correct.” History was the swhJoct, “Now, tell "said the inspector “who was the mother of our great Scots tish hero, Robert Bruce?" He pointed to the top boy, then round |the class. Thero was no answer. Ther t last the heart of the teacher of tha4 class leant with Joy. The boy who wat standing at the very foot had held us his hand. | “Well, my boy,’ | cour Bingly 3 | pita sald the inspector env w was sh , sir, Mrs, Inquirer, Bruce | May Manton’s ai LOR OOO (Copyright, 1908, by Harper & Bros.) “It don't make any difference to you) shine, and women of that kind don'tyme. At last I struck {t, and still I, from the powder smoke; that they were was shy of the world, Ike a crippled (7) how I first saw her, and how I began} make complaint, anyhow. waited a while longer till I could be | married tn the front room, and that the child that dreads the daylight, and 1 SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING GuArTEN to forget that anything elso in the| ‘This Bennett came from the town!sure. Then I went down to my little | bride looked beautiful, She had cried a shrank from going out where people erceitu:,Hurmll, stationed. at. Fmeeetciat | World was worth having but her. I'd| below, where he ran a saloon and ajshack and put on my other clothes, {bit on leaving Chandon, and—and—that might see my scars; 80 I stayed there @ beautiful girl (who passes as the daughter | ved In the woods all my life, as I| brace game or two, but being as he remember I'd gone so thin that they | was about all. I counted the buttons on | by myse sing the hurt that never Gate's intlan sauiw). trent and No said, and knew more about birds and|rode into our camp and out again in {hung loose, and my palms were so raw | the Scotchwoman's walst eight or ten | got any better, You see, I'd been raised | Poles | bugs and bees than I did about women; /the night, and as I didn't drink nor|I had hard work handling the buttons, | times, and by and by she asked If I was among the hills and rocks, and I was district. Necla T hadn't been broke proper and didn't | listen to the music of the ittle rolling {and got my shirt all bloody, for I'd been | sick. But I wasn’t. Se was a Kind- jike them ina way, I couldn't grow and Pik mo {> the dis: | Know how to act with them; but I lald| ball, why, we never met, even after jin the drift forty hours without sleep | hearted woman, and I'd been to her alter and heal up, frict, accompanied by two pro onal tere) out to get this girl and I did fairly well. | he began coming to Chandon. Under-/and breathing powder smoke till my | house a good deal, so she asked me to” “From time to time I heard of her, Bark een ec avronged nia | There's something wild in every wom-|stand, I wasn't too good for those|Knees buckled and wabbled under me.|come in and rest. I wasn't tired, so 1 | but the news, instead of gladdening mo, } Necia. ned that r Meee an that needs to be tamed, and It isn't} amusements; I just didn't happen to To this day the smell of stale powder | Went away, and climbed back up to the as {t would have gladdened some men, | Riakes her inlsratis. ‘Hurrell tres to tee| like the wildness that runs in wood/hanker after them, for I was living |smoke makes a woman of me, but that little shack and the mine that I hated) wrung out what bits of suffering were oat her, Dut she Is a4! ovpmosed bY tel critters; you can win that over by|With the image of the little school |morning I sang, for I was going for my left In me, and I fairly ached for her, caree! ting Necla's unha) uted gentleness, but you have to take it|ma’am in my mind, and that destroyed | bride, and the world was brighter than der paused, and, reaching for] Nobody comes to see clearer than a} ong Tear the cause wt etatimse Neca | away from a woman. Every live thing| what bad habits I'd formed. {t has ever been for eighteen years. The tle, poured himwelt out a glass | 9 n decelved, so it didn’t take herl foes to Starke fur advice: 1 her! that couldn't talk was my friend; but| “Tt was along in the early spring that [little school-hougé was closed, at which! of brandy, which le spilied into his| long to find out the kind of man Ben- Promises to furnish. Gale I made the mistake of courting my/she began to see I had notions about 1 remembered that the term was over. | throat raw, then continued: nett was. He wasn't like her at all, and! aT of his Cat" a aD Ueutenant 2) own Kind the same way, not knowing| her, but my cursed Dackwardness |!'4 deen living underground for weeks! 4 euened into a kind of hermit after jon he tad courted her so hotly | that when two offany spectes mate the} wouldn't let me speak, and, In addition, |9"4 lost track of the days, so that I| that, and 1 wasn't good to associate} 4S Just that ho had had everything CHAPTER XIV. malo must rule, I was too gentle. | 1 was getting closer to ore every shot at |Nad to count them up on my fingers. It} with, Men got so they shtinned me, and] ‘at rightly belongs to a man like him, . Even so, I reckon I'd have won out|the mine, and was holding off until 1|t0k me a long time, for I was pretty |] Knew they told sti stories, be-| 4nd had sickened of tt, so he wanted (Continued.) only for another man could lay both myself and my gold mine |t!ted In my head, but when I'd figured | cause [ heard them wiiaper when I because she was clean and pure and A Mystery Is Unravelled.| «pan pennett was his name—the kind | at her feet, and ask her to take the two |!t out I went on to where she was) went to the stores for grub once aj + and realizing (hat he couldn't 66 A. WOMAN came out from the that dumb animals hate, and—well, that | of us, go 4f one didn’t pan out the other boarding. month, I changed all over, till even! set her any other way, he had married aN East, and school teaching was takes his measure. His range adjoined| might. But {t seemed Ike I'd never get | ‘The woman of the place came to the| my squirrels and partridges and other| @r. But she was a treasure no bad| her Ine of business, only she mine, and though I'd never seen him, Into pay. The closer I got the harder 1 ‘door, a Scotchwoman. She had a mole, friends quit me; on a while I got} Lay oul sanpre ate and so he tired hadn't been raised to 1t and this was /T heard stories now and then—the sort | worked, and, of course, the less I saw of jon her chin, I remember, a brownlsh- | cut a ton or two of rock and sold tt, but | Wig). yen petore the little one canie her first clatter at the game; but things of tales you can't tell to a good woman; |her, likewise the oftener Bennett came. | black mole with three hairs In it. She|I never worked the mine or opened if 1 te her a le had broke bad for her people, and end- go {t worried me when T heard of his |I reckon no man ever worked like I did| wore an apron, too, that was kind of wp--T couldn't bear to go Inside the} 4 month to compose, and ed in her pulling stakes and coming ‘attentions to this girl. Still, I thought |—two shifts a day, eighteen hours, with | checkered, and three buttons were open | drift. I tried tt thme and again, but the to me ‘at ereone eadaleciny, Roce West all alone. Her folks died and|she'd surely find him out and recognize | 8IX to sleep, at the neck of her dress. I recall a lot! smell of ity darks trove me out; own and kill him—and, mind e left her up against it, I gathered from the kind of fellow he was; but, Lord!] “The skin came off of my hands and 1| more of little things about her, though every foot of its ragged walls had left i was aa 0 mad> pets Ca is What little she told me—sort of an old /a woman can't tell a mn from a dog, |ataggered when I came out Into the day. |he rest of what happened ie rather {ts mark on me, and my heart was torn oN 0 dice yet Ey ae TON story, I guess, and usual too, only for and there wasn't any one to warn her. |Ight, for the rock was hard and 1 had | dreamy. Gnd gouged and shivered worse than pain became too great, #0 T uncinened } optim % York. § her. She was plumb unusual.” ‘There were plenty of women who knew |no money to hire a helper, but I was| “I asked for Merridy, and she told me! its seams and ledges. I could have sold my gear and juny it up. and waited ge IMPORTANT-—Werite He seemed to ponder this a moment |him, but they were the ones who flew | young and strong, and the hope of her |she'd gone away—gone with Rennett, the | !t: but there was no place for ma to go, and waited and waltel t ne salem eretrtet nt j years she called to me and [Ww Patterns, ays specify size wanted and then resumed: by night, while she lived in the sun-!was like drink and food and sleep toInight before, while I was coughing blood | @?t what did Iw 1 (To Be Continued.) : Great Story Th Wi f hark Hour By Augustus Thomas A $f 50 Book In the One-Cent Daily Magazine From a Great Play é t Cc t ng — Love—Hypnotiem—Teiapathy — . of The » Evening. Worid ’ ’ | \ ) . 3 i Daily Fashions, 3 plain shim may d¢ made ag Illus: trated with regulae tlon ves or with plain ones that exe tend In polnts over the hands, and it can be utilized for simple, man » tallored wa'st Or as a foundatloa for daintler ones that are either tuck: ed to sult the fancy or out from already tucked material, Ig this case butoher's linen Is almply stitched, and the waist {s one of the plain, nseful sort It it were cut from terial and nh the pla'n sleeves shown In th¢ it would n entirely rent aspect, yet same model {9 ct for both, quantity of fal required r the medium siz rds 21 oF rds $2 04 44 Inches attern No, 623¢ 1s cut In sizes for 4 92, 34 13, 40, 42, 4 nd 48 bust. EVENING WORLD MAY MAN. rd street, New pattern ordered. and address plainly, and al- THE name Next Monday|

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