The evening world. Newspaper, March 3, 1909, Page 9

“The Richest Girl” a Chocolate Play With a Pretty Actress. BY CHARLES DARNTON. LITTLE deficiency there,” prattles Benjamine, tapping her own empty head, but meaning Paul's all the time. She puts the case mildly. Benjamine ts 4 ninny and Paul ts a nincompoop. She finally admits khat she hasn't , but adds that It exasperates her to meet a person | Who has less sense than she has. All this might be amusing were {t not for the fact that the actors at the Criterion Theatre seem to realize that they are making fools of themselves, Uf they could manage to take themselves seriously, if they could play farce! though they didn't mean it, people on the sane side of the footlights might) able to laugh away their possible fears of softening of the brain. “The Richest Girl Is a mental pau- per. $s : sens Miss Marle Doro, a small actress with large eyes that would look well In mu- sical comedy if Mr. Charles Frohman only knew it. dently set her heart on ‘acting,” and given another ball of yarn to play with while the musical comedy stage waits for her In vain, {n its original form only the French | and Mr, Michael Morton know. And) Mr. Morton refuses to tell. He has made It 80 harm! Played In the nursery without causing fond mothers the htest alarm, It ts baby food that seems to have been writ- ten with a spoon, Miss Billle Burke might bubble as the silly Benjamine. Miss Doro merely dabbles, You daughter of the rich "Chocolate King’ comes to Paul's house in the country from a broken-down automobile, but she sounds as though she had Just come from the cradle, Rock-a-bye, baby, In the miiksop! Poor Paul doesn't know enough to know a pretty girl when he sees one in his house at the hour when grave folks yawn. But Ms artist friend Felix sees an opportunity to paint the Chocolate King” for all he's worth once the road to acquaintance {s open, and @o, like a good, business-like artist, he goes out and punctures another tire. ‘This done, Benjamine promptly goes to bed in Paul's room, leaving her un- Gracious host to sleep off his troubles in a highly moral chalr. Pleasant dreams, but oh, what a difference in the morning! Paul's fiancee and her father arrive before breakfast has become an estab- (ished fact, and while Paul is upstairs making bimself beautiful in white flan- nels Benjamine welcomes his guests with cheering words that make Florise faint and her father suspicious. So away they go more in doubt than in Borrow, Now, good children, {t so happens that Paul fs a governmental clerk under jthe father of Florise, and so when Renjamine goes to his office and sits her- elf down to his botied ham at the Fiasheos hour you can readily see that PFlorise is due for another fainting fit jand her angry parent for quite a dit- ferent kind of fit. Benjamine's appe- tte for boiled ham cooks Paul's bacon ‘He loses both Florise and his job. Ah, what a selfis!, world this Is, I!t- (We ones! Paul tells Benjamine that she 4s just as selfish as she can be-so there! She ts full of regret and dolled ham, and suddenly she realizes that she foves not only Paul's simple food but Bimple Paul himself, She !s a sugar- cured soul, dear child, and she fain would hie herself to a nunnery, Indeed she Is dressed for the convent In the last act when she comes to Fellx's studio to seo !f she can recognize the Portrait of her father. The Vicomte she was to marry has arranged to sup- port the fainting lady through life and Paul !s trying to get a job as a motor- man. Benjamine Is sad. Her once sweet Mfe has turned to bitter chocolate. ‘Bye-bye, vain world! She will go to the convent, But when Paul becomes almost human and remarks that he would Nke to Kiss her good-bye shé foes to his arms and decides to stay there, This chocolate play with Its fudge acting is made hopelessly infantile by Miss Doro's babbling attempts to be a spoiled darling, She is prettier than ever, but mere prettiness can scarcely be expected to reconcile an audience to piffle Mr, Orrin Johnson softens himself to the half baked role of Paul with sad results, but Mr. Irederic Eric succeeds in making the artist an amiable chap Mr. Fred Tiden does a neat bit of work as the Vicomte, who {8 so grateful When he gets Florise that out of the fulness of his heart he says “We shall Name our first child Paul.” Mr, Louls Massen faces his own picture bravely @s the “Chocolate King” and really deserves better treatment. The other father 4s well acted by Mr, Frank Burbeck Marie Doro as Benjamine, Orrin Johnson as Paul. The evening W World | | ( | | This nonsense was taken from the | French and sent to the cleaner’s ‘or! But Miss Doro has evi- | 60 In her kittenish way she has been’ | What Paul Gavault's trifle was Mke | s that It could be! are told that the little, Dai (1 The Million Dollar ily Magazine, Wednesday, March 3, (ERO YOU WAVE a [very WELL, SISTHES WAIT AWIEL 4, NAY, ANT =iPUBAS Vi re ' 4 WAL °| {vi USING PROFANITY | hier (YL SEF {oxo ns PicTURE ! PLEASE ? PROMISE ! q Lent! 5 es a aA | OH, MR. MONK ! DID You HURT A Your FINGER ¢ Fd ey ar Kid w# o& tA | crow By R. W. Taylor |); [Now LISTEN) LENT OR NO LENT I'VE GOT To SAY SOMETHING! OOOO By finden Denieon, T was just one of those grand old | Grand Central rush ours on the subway,” sald the y Bun. “You know how it] {9 ona ship at seat | A quartermaster ateps up to the captain and says: ‘Bight bells, sir!” meaning he has reason believe that is B o'clock. ‘Make It wo!’ pays the cap- tain, meaning that | g it has his permis: | slon to be 12 o'clock, It was rush hour at the Grand Central subway station, al right, but no one had ‘made It so.’ 80 all the hired men in uniform were alt- ting back as usual in the backs of the booths with the tleket windows closed, All except two. One of them was our hero, “He was working 120 seconds to the minute, There are about 700 nervous, bad- tempered people in two long snake lines [crowding up, ‘The muss gets worse and jworse, and the Ines get longer and jmadder, Just at this point the other ileket- seller looks up at the clock, pushes back his chair, slips the slide 4“ to it L haden, but tt ‘ERIE may]on that windy not serve bait for men-| of her champ catch most men, When you hear @ wife boast that she| holes in thelr stockings, day last week had a as|hole the size of a silver dollar in one gne-colored silk stockings, sorry for her, but the Some of the women will} The men tit cealed dreams and | women laug who laughed ls left of the roll after the rent and household expenses have been pad. When a man's little old carefully con- tilusions are warped out of shape through constant also had perfectly visible contiguity to the selfishness and greed jof bis home, his wife calls him ail “callous,” ’ hasnt an ounce) The reason why she reads aloud to you! A woman imagines that she's the CLARENCE-LCULLEW of Jealousy in her| the list of the wealthy bride's lingerle dandy Mttle homemaker all right, all co} “don't| trousseau is to show you what a tlght- right, when she buys her husband a laugh pajgierously right before Wait till you get out of range: think she means it, at that Example ness; A wife who, after face for the night, eats pigs’ and sauerkraut In plain view of imaginative husband and then expects him to be ardent, Most married women detest 4eG of bachelor apartments, but they| synonymous terms in this case— indulge in a lot of wondering about) place them on pedestals, |them, at that, «—————, | The prettiest woman on Broadway| (The Jol Jollys’ Bull Pup ¥ # we WwW we _by th a T HAVE, CALLED WS JOLLY TO SHOW YOu A WORK OF ART, WHICH ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS MEAN TINB V WILY SYV DOWN BES)DE, YOUR VET DOG of Feminine Unreasona “greasing” knuckles | about the her.) wad you are for not getting her the may | same kind of wtuff. A sure-evough tactful wife will walt until the coffee comes around, anyhow, telling her husband at ditner “heavenly eyes” of the actor her Person she saw at the matinee, Some women have a sufficient | sense of humor to chortle inwagdly when their lovers or h rbands— instalment plan, ables her| before into his lap, the | you know. | The modern woman's {dea of an “al- new green velour Morris chair on the No woman ever becomes so out: landishly fat that she doesn't imagine that her husband takes ecstatic de- light in having her plump herself If you must stop and gaze at a@ cor- setiere's window display, late by looking hangdog about it. gaze at haiberdashers’ window displays, don't capitu- They Famillar Quotation (at the theatre): Jowance” for hevself {s this: All that! "Doesn't that woman in the lefthand THIS WORK NS CONSIDERUD TO BL TNL GREATEST AND Qn) WNGO', VAM SITTING ON SOMETHING AS’ OF YOu 16 JO GLANCE. THROUGH. YT, THEN 1 AN SURE Meditations of a Married Man » ° over his ticket window and quits, | “In about six seconds our lantern- jawed hero hag both lines converging |on bis window and shoving for it like (two classes in a college rush, Old j Lantern Jaws grits his teeth and flips y Clarence L. Culle a {coins in and tickets and change out Uke a threshing machine, I'm standing off | lower box look a perfect frump 8nd admiring. I'm no athlete, I’m nothing dowdy!" but a poor little philosopher, Frank Me- It doesn't make any difference HOW | jntyre size, and 1d rather watch things “perfectly sweet” her face may be MOF ign be on time at my office, any day, how “lovely and gray” her hatr, the! yun real trouble arrives in the shape spectacle of a woman of fifty or go IM! 464 professional Southerner, You know a decollete gown has a distinctly UN 110 Kind; born In South Norwalk, bred pleasant effect upon normal men. (ih eetity JANE CUR) era Ih G She'N laugh gaily with you about) south Fifth avenue pool-room; whose those new cabriolet or peach-basket conversation is limited to his love for hata, but she'll sting you for the price ing unwritten law and to his hate for of one of them, all the same, \‘niggers;’ who talks Baltimore on. his | Why 18 it that when a woman puts | second drink, Houston, Texas, on his on one of those hang-from-the- fifth, and Bangor, Maine, on his tent +9 The eubwar Bun This Time He Sees the Passing of the Southern Gentleman PRE who rises and makes a nolse like a tom- eat when stra plays ‘Dixle'—~ and then hears ‘The Bonnie Blue Flag’ | and wants to know what that new tune | 1s; wears a Simon Legree hat, a Wash- |ington Square table d'hote tie and a Paul Armstrong goatee; always calls for ‘bo'bun w'iskey, sah,’ and makes @ face when he really gets it. That kind. “Well, he overlooks the seething masg with petulant and aristocratic scortr and wades into it with elbows, knees and toes. He steps on women’s dresses and old men's feet; the Ines of people turn Into a perfectly good and mad nue man whirlpool, Everybody except the Professional Southerner gets into a row with everybody else for pushing. He gets to the window under cover of the turmoil and puts down a five dollar bill, and says: ‘One!’ “Our hero phoves a ticket over to @ woman who has been shouldered one side. He protects It so that the Pro- fessional Southerser ts foiled In an ate tempt to grab It. “‘L was here before that woman,’ snorts the Professional Southerner, “One wide, sir!’ says our hero, ‘Go to the end of the line, please!’ ‘I tell you, sah,’ yells the Profese sional Southerner, ‘I was hyer fust! I know mah rights!" “One side!’ hero, “Do you mean to dispute mah wo'd, sah!’ howls the Professional Southerner, "You do, ei? Vd have you know sah, I'm a Southern Gentleman, sah! Yo’ cyarn't talk to me like that, sah!" “There was a quick, sweet sinile on the ticket man's weary face. He put his face close to the opening and says, jow and cool "Oh, you're a Southern Gentleman, are you? Now, if youll kindly wait just tix ‘weconds right Where you ore Ll come out and give you just as good a licking as though you were a Northern Gentieman!’ “He slanimed the tleket window shut and jumped to the door, But before he was out the Professional Southerners black coattails were flapping up the stairs lo the street “Thas'’s why, some time when things are duil at the Grand Central, I want to drop in there and shake our hero by his honest right hand, ‘This community owes him a lot, says our lantern-jawed shoulders Empire gowns she begins to sort of float around like a bell- buoy or a figure in a B nevJones picture? A tigress Ilcks her chops when the keeper approaches her cage with the raw meat, A woman furtlvely molstens her lips when she catches a man ec > ing at her, What's the answer? o& By The italicized ag | REAL, VDONY CARE Lua YO WASTE. YOUR, The older and wiser a man is tes the foundation of the world in | of things. IC, nor felt physically.—Lao-Tse, T W should know that you are a divine being, recalls, foresees, directs and guldes your ORK and believe that you are not a W THAT 006 KNOWS HOW } CANE Jo CRUSH original comments. on the subject. not the being that can be pointed out with the finger. 4 Count Tolstoy. —— Translated by Herman Bernstein, ——= (Copyrighted by the Press Publishing Company, the New York World, 1908.) (Copyrighted by Herman Bernstein.) paragraphs are Count Tolstoy's Immortality. HE younger and the less thoughtful a man is the more he believes in the material side of things. the more he real- the spiritual side OOK at the sky and at the earth and think: “All this js transient—the moun+ tains and the rivers and the various forms of life and the products of nature, all of which are perishable.” state of the soul there will be light in your soul.—Buddhist Saying, ae IIE most powerful thing !n the world is that which 1s not seen, nor heard, As soon as you have attained such a mortal; only your body is morta You not the man your person represents; you are a spiritual being, and Therefore, you since the spirit within you moves, feels, body, over which It is stationed even as the Supreme Being over the world, And as the eternal God guides the universe, so the immortal spirit guides your weak body.—Clcero. ae NLY after one hag freed himself from the deception of the feelings that regard the physical world as the important and only evisting world can @ man understand his true purpose and fulfil it. HE skirt that I ives But every one, with the exception of Miss Doro, seems to recognize the Fave etteet iter abauralty of "The Richest Girl.” It's a play for the young—the very at the front and young. \ at the back is one ‘ of the latest to NBDIDDDOOSOHAGOADHODODAGOGIDITDOSIGIOGDP B Het heen! ¥ and t has the é very great merit “ Turned by the Playwright of suiting both the at a “The W Wi él in our, timple costume of , Into a Great Serial Story street wear and LOVGLOTALIGOLGOOTLOEOTOIOGDGOH SOTOH* GOOOY COVLOOOOOSOHOWVAG or POWDOLODOOSEGQLOOSOSASOOCIOROSOGAUEO ws with ae aes (Copyright, 1W8, by Augustus Thomas. ae miniature," He took the ivory) “But ap seated, please,” the Justiceynot heard it, sald pleasantly: "“Ry-the- | “It is Helen raised her wet eyes to) than in explanation. “You are making| aiis) piodel ican ibe portrait in his hand affectionately.¢ urged Viola, who was still standing by | way, you haven't told me your name." | his “I've hoped so you would re- It necessary for me to rule agal treated In either Wi t Hi H “Margaret Price gave It to me herself. her uncle, “I eally delighted that | “Never mind that now," Helen beged; | member tt, On the ears I was praying And then In a tone of more way and also al- ne WIC ing OUL | ana your—nis tender ola eyes titted to You called—delighted.” The old manj “let me be Margaret Price's dat all the way that you would remember It, 1 My dear madam, for lows a cholce ¢f | Helen's, his voice trembled and dropped beamed | for the present and you do—you do,””. Helen leaned over | tt ny Gloenule at) le Empire or By |to a lower key—"and you ure her daugh-| “Even at su ven- ery well,” Prentice agreed. He re-| the table pleading, eager, straining for Itis thout dignity or prec. ter? | tured. ; turned to the subject of the letter, ad- his answer, edent.”" 1 upon Brookfield, ilustration Augustus Thomas | "Yes, Mr. Justice." , At any hour." The tender sincerity | dressing all three of his visitors. “This! «1 go_yes,” ne assured her. whom he y held responsible for it ts made frort | "Yes, T can see the likeness, At °! his mnmnistak Marga was a little scratch of a duel—they'Ve compose yourself, dear,” Viola whis- ts If the lady one of the new jtwenty you must have looked very like tet f very dear friend of i gone out of fashion now, I'm thankful! 164 t9 Helen, her arms about her; “re. | Were materials known SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS, | this miniature.” He handed the portralt MN" De a el aeteae nto laay member what depends on it.” itty eran Seo Weel salt [abe (Ky.) gam: | to Helen, Ieesk Pi tele ee Butogravi- | “Do you remember the cause of this! “v1 14 evidently something in which 1| , /But she Is hls mot Viola Inter: is trimmed with “1 have photographs of myself that lecte rae HO. ries Me 7 if mee the | one?" Helen asked MATialanvounibrenticalkaldenentlvt jected butto but it are very like this,” Helen sald, handing nage is ) pay et bee i ‘; heat “Yes. Henry Boland had worrled Mar ste ts and you will 4 “And, Justice Prentice, I am the makes a charming i 4. \ the picture to Jack. As he and Viola /*8e of the pape: il 3} US Te vay. § shtened, z if rae daughter of the woman you loved,” | odel fo! rr ucreu dan ei nuneiaa a alganlttosethary 1860! What's this?” He had turned aj Saret some way. She was frightened, 1) shore ig nothing I would not do for Jie caia By foramithe wether, Helen turned to the |! think, and fainte ‘ Li elen sal ner, —_lightes, Dtle power | leaf, a daughter of Margaret Price. You are 7 | ’ a whereby he can {nfluence the | Justice, pursuing the topic that had "And you struck him?” ti “I beg you to be silent The Justice brics of indoor ers. He sees and is strangely In-| ty tel | "Oh, don't touch that!" Helen ex- , in mourning, dear lady; $s it for'’— hieshand 1 knot ferested In Juatice Prentice, who explains to | O¢8Un #0 Auspiclously, claimed, half rising as she said so Seb Ee ie cruenecs (a8 “For my son.” anaes ebavua tarrat a | Wear ip aucrea es him thie power, Denning, a rich pent “And you say you were speaking of ii te eniy a dry ape | ‘I've heard mother tell It, Do youre | aye suetive turned apologetically t Ont yCURURT UPA Choma mornentta| pongee and fouls a WE hr Te Ge La her just now?” Reale cae Ee member what frightened her? ne Justice turned apologetically CO jack temporized, feeling that the op- ah eponued nding hinself alone with Vio TNGTTAG . mignone t Jack, as if he would spare lier | ard, crepe de enews ‘ot five minutes age | ; portunity they had counted on go much " “What were you saying of her?” Ci | “EL don't believe IT do—does the letter «frow long has he been dead?” Was slipping from th hine, crepe mee i a BPSOUHGIEBUCKTRETN RVatUraNdow nion "A spray of mign Again the Justice turned to the; “}fe 1s not dead, Justice Pren “LE eannot—1 dare I must leave teore and the like, knit eated, 1 fe ve rising wit you F and can be (Hed “and “found Muy. His counsel te the table and waited for the answer, | PCit\ Hg tae WHIEH TH ran ideally OU) Galt BLY Hb sal Why?” ‘The question came from | ieiminied with bute mand for a new trial Is about to be refused The Justice hesitated strangely, but me PLC Rss OM Crue -tl ntly fon, “My boy, the grandson Viola, . Pre when Brookfield vl (ee Justice Henderson earlier in t his attention fromm e P| { 6 0 I has t fee hur- 8s and simus atom once launched on his confession he eorie i LeU ried on what matter i oles, spoke rapldl [seen snet: or HeaRVRPATTRtRaKS GF a (okdn the dun?| ote oe Is before the Court—for me to hear you ary “veil tqvas saying that the old It was my er's favorite flower | ‘Was it a siake or a toad?” the Ju Sentence of Inan would be corrupt aaah) bodices were a more civilized article of | {hd perfume, explained. j tice pondered. . | Justice Prentice had recovered 1 won't talk ¢ » before ¢ y that CHAPTER IX. seated Thea the anode aekatiue tr | "f eeuiember.” The Justice's expres | evel” fb mantle of is affce and was on ZOU", COWL: fancy may ge (Continued,) \them, madam. Don't you agree with |*0n relaxed { Med weariness, He] "A jewel? I remember now—a cat'® | guard, That, our at Bes ‘ | ereaa) | turned to Brook Well, well, this | eye—a cat’s-eye jewel, wasn't It “ mi the of ¢ hip. stitutional point, = The quantity of A Breath From the Past. |™°” Hearse acti af bah ; he lees es fr Dine eis tes wititude." aa f | f don't think tt an Important ques: |/* equally astonis | “Yes, yes, yee covered her | pigt—— , 1 requiret HE old Justice leaned back In his [ Iired. with, | “Do you reme the letter?” Jack jeyes with he { and bowed | SUBSE Ue oe shat, ob Hien te 7 14 inches ify ht tion, Mr, Justice,” Helen returned, with- Ch SAU Ld e letter ack | eyes with h fan | “But, madi k of this letter for the med 47-8 ds inch chalr; over his face there passed 9. coquetry. yet in a tone that Impiled | @sked him. her head up | “de ts t iste ted ty | wide, width of sk in turn astor” hment, perplexity, | appreciation of the pleasantry suggested | “Perfectly. jp ods ea Pee R) Pattern No, ,267 {s cut in sizes for a 22, 24, 26, 28 nd n walst tenderness. by the comparison, | “And the circumstance It alludes to?” | sympathy and | measure ‘Why, I was just speaking of her to) «y trust you don't think tt an {mperti-| Brooktield’s voice almost kK with | Helen's ( ———), Justice Henderson, who went out a8! nent one? The courtly old Kentuck- | eagerness Justice Prentice : The Man Brom Homie,” 9 thts | @) sees nnn you came In—you remember?” jan was on his feet immediately with a! “Yes” Prentice answered simply; “it \derstand the cause ipreme Court of love and anilye How Call or send by mail to TE ING WE tof Sat) He appealed with animation to Brook-| gesture of deference both to Helen and) Was of mant y." | Had he inadve I am a member ture adapted Crom the anceessty to TON Pace 1N BUREAU TW field, who nodded assent. His audtence| Viola tiat would have disarmed any | Turning to Helen, he said: “I-[ w 1 sien to You, Bing SUMNS eame Game, Wil hes ontain $ York. Sepd 10 cents tn co sf of three hung almost breathlessly on his) inclination to criticism. very fond of your mother, Mrs.’ Helen followed him, win serial publication ia Thars 2 These ; IMPORT ANT—Write yo and add v ‘words. “Oh, no,” Helen hastened to assure| He paused in an attempt to recall her / very emotional subject with yoy," he | “You are prejudicing bis chances, day's Evening World, § Patterns. ways specify size wanted. “Ber ploture dropped from the table him, mame; then, remembering (hat he had |gaid, tentatively, | Prentice Went Of, UMperAUvely Tatler | eee