The evening world. Newspaper, March 23, 1909, Page 15

The Million Dollar Kid # .# ByR.W. Taylor GEE! Hope L GET AFioo BiLL! SURE Do weep IT!) HEY, LOOIE , THE MILLION DOLLAR KID 1S THROWING AWAY BILLS Dow! NTHE STREET! (oon! ILL Go | JWITH You! “An Englishman's Home’’ Bombarded by Volleys of Laughter. EY CHARLES DARNTON. | OD save the pleces! In addition to shot and shell, “An Englishman's Home" 8 of laughter at the Criterion Theatre last night. Major Guy du Maurier, hal been on the firing line he Was bombarded by vel G I would pr gallant dvably have been both astonished and bewildered at the amusement that his play kicked up. The audionce was not disposed to “apply the lesson" of national defense. Ap- parently, only its sense of humor was stirred. It saw the fun of the thing. It HERE YoU ARE, LOOIE! Take One ! > \ » ey) AT LAST £ GOT SQUARE HELLO MONK! WITH You , LOOIE! WHERE'S THE BILLS ? Pefused to take even the most serious moments orlously, and why this rapid-fire war drama had sent all England marching to the theatre on the double-quick, but it was not so easy to understand why Mr. Charles Frohman had shot ft over here as a sort of closing! gun of his theatrical campaign. One could readily unde S C) N A If “An Englishman's Home,” ike! f English musical comedy, had been | “Americanized,” it might have struck | home, though we doubt it. In the first place, we are not worrying very much about war with anybody, much less with the Germans, whose health we drink on every corner; and in the second place, our militia ts certainly better organized and vastly more com-| petent to take care of Itself and the country than the volunteers that Major Du Maurler puts on comic parade, The main problem here Is not the jingo play —— but the play In ttself, | ROCOOOOO ‘An Englishman's Home" {s a good{ Betty Vincent idea but a bad play. Its “warning” | *KOCOLCUVIOL | OODOOHOOTOY OAUVHLOSD Gives “On Courtship 4 Marriage rings out with the sharpness of a rifle shot. But it doesn’t say to us, “Inj tlme of Taft prepare for trouble.’ We don't care, What we're after at the Advice DACOOCOU ODO 00000G0000000000000000000I00000000 DOCCO0CCPOO OOO 000, WODDOHDODGOODGODOOOSGOOODI: theatre In a play with a “story"—and| A Lovers’ Quarrel. then change your mind about it. Prob: |to call on her mother and ask for per-ythe telephone, Our acquaintance de- “An Englishman's Home" isn't even a| LETTER signed “A, & if Jeeta young man thinks that you | mission to do 80? The last time that veloped Into a correspondence, In which one-story play. Its characters are! Ae ai GE REREAD Gath are oh nd does not care Ww run the we went out together the young lady |he finally showed his love for me. victims of elrcumstances, not creatures | WL am a yOUne lade seventeen (Tk Of having you ignore him once |/heraelt asked her mother’s permission." | reciprocated his affection, Ho now { of a sympathetic, story-telling {m- Wearanoiainlaiiovallinecc) you LEG ce cling (to) your ainly It would be perfectly proper |wishes to call on me and my mother agination, At the same time, the! Mihta woune ian | decision now and make up your 1 for “A, R." to call and Cols the per- jobjects. Kindly advise me what to do.” 2 author shows a good, rough sense of | Bi Thrcueh we own | t2 99 without him, mission of the young lady's mother to! +, 1's" mother is quite right, for J character and a merciless sense cL fault. we parted. ’ take her out. Probably there will be per daughter Is certainly too young humor, or satire. | Now he reqiies «(45 for Permission. no objection to his doing #0 i he aske. /to entertain with any definite tnten= It was amusing, and perhaps edity: |B my correspond- | VERY sensible young man, who|He 1# certainly a very sensible young /tion of matrimony. “L. 1a,” in the ing, to watch the members of Mr. | LA ere eeteN A slate himeelf "A. Rut writes me,|man to recognize that parents are /nrst place, was exceedingly Indiscreet William Hawtrey as Mr. Brown, Brown's middle class household at inake any. effort |& nan eighteen years oldvand [usually the best judges in such matters. |t) permit anyone to Introduce a young play, Old Brown himself danced a to see me." am acquainted with a young lady of | gentleman to her over the telephone. | @pool upon a cord ir absorbing practice of “diabolo;"* a son of studious age Tam afraid, “A. |sixteen, A few days ago I took her out | A. Telephone Acquaintance, She was also exceedingly Indiscreet to “ntewed over a Ilmerick, and searched In vain for a word to rhyme with “serubb: Eh Gaal” Girt cal Malis oO PRICE Ge ea Tidy Nipell correapond). witht «| young) manawhon when he had only to look about him to find “dubs;" a much sililer youth grew cannot decide you |ward I heard that she has been for- | YOUNG lady who signs herself |she had never seen, The only proper wildly excited over a conventional eccount of a football game; a girl Joined tn do not care for a bldden to see any more boys, I prom- A “L, L." tella me: |way for a young lady and a young his ecstacies and ate jam; another, who sped, added to a ridiculous discussion | Qge.., young man's|ised my family to bring the girl up to} “I am seventeen years of age |sentieman to meet Is through the per- of arms and the man by remarking, “My bwotha had an alr pithol.” | Sane F triendship and|{see them, Would it be proper for me'and was introduced to a gentleman over #0nal Introduction of mutual friends. But Paul Robinson had a real gun and the conviction that he should spend his} ___ ‘ ae asia He = sek holidays shooting at a target. He wore khakl and took himself and the situation | , = seriously. He was a bit of a prig, but he was doing his best to prepare for war, ¥ 4D Old Brown said it was all nonsense to talk about war, He was full of nonsense, By J K B ryans but he-didn't know it. It was enough for him to know that he was a respectat) O 1er OysS C) = = y , peaceable citizen—a solemn ass who insisted upon standing on his rights even | ‘ Se ef when the Invaders came. \\% > Everybody was careful not to call them Germans, but they spoke for them- | selves in a dialect that needed no identification, There might have been some Goubt about the sergeant, who was told by Brown to keep off the grass in the) froutayard, but the matter was settled when Prince Yoland took possession of the house. In this part Mr. J. H, Benrlmo was very good, but he seemed too good| rue for a soldier when he called for an expense account and settled for! sug before he moved on to other quarters, (One of these days our big may compete for the patronage of invading armies by offering them pro- a, fessionad rates.) Old Brown threatened to call the police when the bombardment began. Smith, | the hop silly chap, thought {t great fun until a bullet popped him off the table, floor. The firing was heavier in the third act, when the volunteers arrived to make fools of themselves. The biggest fool of the lot was the fussy old captain. He didn’t know his head from a hole In the wall, For his capital work In this part Mr. Ernest Stallard deserves to be made a general. The color sergeant was the only one who had any sense, military or otherwise, and Mr. Frank Shannon con-! yvinced you of the fact ‘This scene, with the heavy guns of the enemy knocking holes In the house, and another dwelling on fire In the distance, looked like the real business of war Even the volunteers began to show that thelr backbones were in the right place. There was no attempt to make the scene “thrilling’—It was Just grim. Reggie Brown, the iimerlek fiend, went about pleking up his papers, and when a shell crashed thro he paused to remark: ‘See that, pa!" Most of thi Ps, celling stayed up, Ui Edgar Norton brought down the house with this “line, As the fatuous householder, Mr. William Hawtrey was merely amusing at) where he had been dancing with delight, and stretched him dead on the a ay first, but when Brown was left to defend his home alone he really seemed the “Bri h log." His grim determination was unchanged when, In his first at-/ | tempt to handle a gun, he sent a ball through the mirror. He looked as though he would like to shoot the audience for laughing at him. When he was led out to} be shot he took his medicine like a soldier, Brown was a good character In the| hands of a g actor The play should ed with his death, A stupid attempt to bring about a “happy cading,” by having the volunteers rush back and overpower the enemy, culous. was nothing short of ric The author seemed fens@ in the silly character o ‘The volunteers should have remained a joke. ress his opinion of British attitude toward de- mith, who was shot for his nonsense. While Mr. George Graham played this part well enough, It was a rellef to have him out of the wa Miss Dorothy Frateigh, as the lisping girl, was much funnier, Ig-may sound odd to talk about the funny side of “An Englishman's Home,” but this was the only side, Judging by the laughter, that lagt night's audience | could see, | $OOLIADOODOOHUSIOOIAIOOIIOINIOIAAIAAOTOOOHNOIONOING PEaaOaerOaaTODaEODOD Drummer—They tell me you are an awful blower. f Bugler-And they say that when the enemy’s sighted, you always beat it! “General, the enemy {s retiring’ “What! Tell them to get up at once. y It isn’t bed time yet!" or 1000000'0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000IU 0G Booth Tarkington and Harry L. Wilson’s Great Love Romance of an American Knight. DHOOODDOFQIHODDDYHOOHODIHGODIIOOTODOODODIDODOOIGHOIDOE GODSIDHOOOGHDDIOSOIODOGOOQODHOITDIGOOHOHWG|OADIGOOOOHOIWOHY © [0 JOOUD L000 00000000000 0000000000 000000000000 000000DO | “Has never been sullied by the low!name of the property Hawcastle inher-) for, whatever else Lady Creech might] apprehension with which he glancedystopped and shaded his eyes with ht The Man From Home Ideals of trade and barter”— \ted from his mother, Can you atate its | be, worldly wise and haughty, she was|furtively about. For him there was alhand from the glare of the lamps in- “Walt a minute, Mrs. Creech!” said connection with the subject?” at least an English gentlewoman at} carabiniere In every corner. side the room, then started, “Why— ~~ Dantel quickly, tugging at his coat Daniel a stavgered with the; heart, and she would have starved Have they come?" he whispered,| who on earth—who's that th : pocket. ‘I've got a letter right here thought-the knowled that came to|Tather than connive at a scandal of} tensely. Daniel went over to him and] with ‘em? Why, good Lord, It's Do By Booth Tarkington that tens mo your brother-in-law was! him. He looked up that sort, laid @ lank hand upon the bent shoul-} Ivanoff strained over hig shoulder to and H. Leon Wilsoa in ness—and T reapect him for !t-, “That's how he protected tt," he said, | No, Dantet reflected, he would have] der, looking him triumphantly fn the] took, and then replted bitterly xq only a few years ago,” “He took the name of—Glenwood. God | to leave Lady Creech out of the mess, | eyes, tt Wg Eterp Von Grollenhegent Did t (Copyright, 1900, by American Press Ass'n.) A letter from ? demanded the Moves Ina erlous way his wonders | even though she was a bitter old dame.) "Not yet," he answered, and paused.| not tel you he was a Ru fan? has erNOF 7 PANE SHAPTP jlady, angrily, rising. to perform! | reech, tell your | But Hawcastle should feel the touch of| “Ivanoff, you prayed to see your wile] potr, yed me h ae t H 7 as not : eae gand TREES | ‘dim Cooley, our V Wat Lon- | roth ‘law he can have his answer| the Iron, It should burn him deeply | and your friend Glenwood before you! ished that others should. At, | knew T/ rally loves his i Simpyon, who |don, He Mr. Hay = 1 minutes."” and the sear would remain. went back to Siberia | Eee race terre iaien intu, the snap] "Mr, castle!” ejaculated Lady | AS she swept from the room In dignt-| And the fair Countess, who was an-| ‘The Russlan tore himself away with Sra ekeaat: of a group of the | Creee i J amazement Pike sank into a chafr| Sling for that addie-pated Horace ond] a gasping cry, but Daniel caught his} i.) benoliéne Eat! his share of the e: That woman, who had deliberately sent a good to what was worse than death, wrist, “It that prayer !s answered through me," he went on, “will you promise to T can call a person Cap or Doc |*” moment and fairly glowed with “Well, or Colonel, but I don't just know how | “*Serness {to use the words vou have over here for | Don't you belleve arrested he went out Ive poor demands that Ethel set The Evening World Daily Magazine, Tuesday, March 23, 1909. » | seeeeooe: ~|gether at a shopping luncheon, the 1} eric Pike refuges to let h 7 ’ " 7 @ Kussian Grand Duke iwhe | th t ‘ Yer 3 , he have any pity for her? Not for a| remember that It's MY fight? Cnisbour mcagiito, uniier the name of et en antl mae ay ais -| CHAPTER VIL. single instant Ivanoft red his face with his He pear eae Wap. Ji aad) SUE CORREA The eels Whisper of Vengeance, | He leaped up and crossed the room| hands, and his breath came chokingly : lnitaelneas le Nae Arey Wes HE moment Lady Creech had| hastily to the writing desk, scribbled a] “It is impossitle! You wish to play) | : c F ? " uainess In Riven’ —he) stopped aud: oi gone Daniel smiled broadly for| note hastily, and before he put It In the! with me!’ he gasped. _ They'll be bowin’ to us in e Dim fo nig fate; | lvanolt denly, for an dea had occurred to him. | the first time since he had set | envelope rang the bel “Do 1 look ful?” demanded Dan-|ThAt’s probably the way the s| ot an hnglisht t In business In Russia!" he repeated Jeves upon Ivanoft, Me could Ma| As he sealed the note Mariano tapped el, and as he epoke a bugle sounded!" td Danie! dazedly, “Why didn't I think of that’— ! way clear now to the thorough accom- | discreetly at the door and Pike called: | sharply outside te window off to the ke there was a sharp knock ‘Xt his eeettanline’ Since some of your officials have been | plishment of his mission, and he mens me in!” |right. At the sound Ivanoff shrank {nto the outer door, and he 4 Ivanoft ‘ spying”-— Lady Creech begas, dut he | tally 1 Heaven for putting inte| “Look here, Marlano, 1 want you to| himself and hie figure trembled in the! bY the arm —_ sielet a aye his hands such a weapon as th take this note to Miss Simpson,” he! other's grasp | "Ba * Into th ; om with Eh 71 ever mind. He was in tapimags in| sian fugitiv sald, quickly “The carabiniert e cried, [until T call, an nen CHAPTER XVI. Ruvala, I don't say he wae peddling | Glenwood, eh? And he protected the! ‘To Tileat Grange Seempsone?” asked Bah men turned qui to the w ht 4 (Continued.) shoestrings 7“ wienerwuret” 1" Of St. Aubyn, that ie | the man, deferentially dow, and Pike thrust Ivanoff behind, He was rte q addin la“ ? i. Vv yyy|sereamed — "He was probab! + protected it on the surface while} “Yes. Do you know vy she st | nim as rew aside the heavy our or opened and Mar a “He is a Russian NOB IOI A Vie sradia) tadineat’ ahd 1oekba Et) here | dragged It in the nother | (“She walk upon t ace alone, | taj ently the inet Ian changed) Hig + echoed Daniel in surprise, |“‘He did not have contracts with the| man’s disgrace and hum | salir," replied Marla vt show yourself!” he commani-| to one of severe command “M. “You can't ‘comprehend.’ But | Government for hydraulic machinery, I| vate. He was a sweet lot | Then give 1 BUTaaltaton bo Led Rbutac Lexclama-| “And don't you f what you can compreliend 1 could} suppose?’ he asked tensely. The old| Hari! He carried himself } hd cha aldecaadido icon KE WERE ORT Ga) fort he pointed telling you; you get the sand ¢ ho hope, can’t you?” woman tossed her head his keen eye lost t of tka dignity naticall¥y” ou as oathevar Tike’ that gear-Dox first thing “One never knows,” replied Lady| “Even if he did, he protected the his-| and im; e trom that ‘ se ithadogelifl le a aEpok! SN tert ' « t Creech loftily, “We had thought to] tore name,” she replied proudly that must Le uneasy wit ‘ ed it t to the d of the! by the gates abinie jast pay Sat ‘ \/ouer her an alliance with a fAmily that} “1 believe you!’ said Daniel fervently. | And the woman, to He suite, threw it open and called n for a 1 fr ‘ ) for seven hundred years”— “Have you ever heard the name of—|off had called So they had stuck Ivaoft and " | “¥eb, inibam, T know. Creecy and Al,| Glenwood?" he asked quickly, togethes all those ten years, with Lady} aingost immedletely the Russian cam: {et tot 1 } gincourt,” interjected Pike, but she paid] “is your mind wandering?’ asked | Creech as a most complalsant and dis- | intc\the room, aed Pike noted the + * welano came 1 and vowed Lady Creech. “Glenwvod Priosy ta the creet cheperon—but that coukla’t be, He (To Be Continued.) / { Qe attention. i OD OOO 0000000, Meditations ee of a Married Man By Clarence L. Cullen. B0.00.0.000.0000000000000000000 000000000008 n dining In a new place—for her—with his DOOO00000 0000000000000 @ © OO wife: “Same wine for the lady as she had the last time, sir?" A Difference: When aman is a nagger he generally knows it and has his mo- ments of self-contempt. But when & woman {s a termagant she goes to her grave without ever finding It out. When you hear a woman declaim- ing that she regards men as “the dirt under her feet" you have no difficulty whatever in understanding chy they've all given her such a rough deal, with his first drum Isn't In it as a nulsance with the woman who develops what she thinks {9a tal- ent for sarcasm, It "The Taming of the Shrew" were played nowadays there aro few women who would permit thelr husbands to attend a performance of It, because they wouldn't want them to find out how It 1s done. Example of Deliberation: When a woman tldles up the coxy corner, dusts rf Did a le 1 evar on the plano and mantel plotures, ordera| > any. married wotnan ever iput a new pair of evening silppers that the marketing by ‘phone and then—| yao having known for six hours that she! ae aan, pik an ba eh ald was due for It-sits down and has what ners ASR OS! , ee Sa eaey aee hideously homely foot as some women, There scan) be) sO ot peace! and haps UN Peay s eager to have her pics plness around a home until the owlish MMT i p old dowagers begin to advise a young ture taken In her first Empire gown as wite not! tol tell her’ husband’ ail her|® young cellow ia) to) be) photomssptied bilslnese,'! and then hand it out to her|%, 1 frat: evening sult—end: mate ew , won't | Soins a few. ua hin hat he doesn't know Won't) “Wi. is it that a woman will begin, at the breakfast table, to tell her hut When two or three over indulged band an Interminable, Intricate end tcomen who pretend to believe that, meaningless dream that she has had their husbands mistreat them get to- when she knows that he {s already twenty minutes behind his office-reach- ensuing rataplan makes a blank car- tridge skirmish drill sound by com- parison like the rustling of autumnal eephyrs among dead leaves, If you must have your nalls manl- cured by one of those artfully demure young persons, why permit your wife to pick it out of you that the manicure girl had auburn hair, a magnolia skin and three tiny saffronesque freckles on the bridge of her nose? ‘ Walters In first-rate restaurants should be compelled to memorize faces, One of the most calorie conjugal rows we've witnessed lately happened when the walter inquired of a husband who was Many a woman who imagines that she is the apple of her husband's eye is really only the crabapple of his vision, Another reason why a woman hatea to have a cold In the head {s that, her olfactory powers being out of commis- sion, she can't find out by kissing her husband when he comes home whether he's had a drink or not. Familiar Quotation; “You poor, dear boy, I certainly am going to see to it that you get yourself a fur-lined over- coat next winter, Er—by the way, there are a few little things I should like to got to-day, and'"— &e, ? ” | MY “CYCLE OF READING.” By Count Tolstoy. Sorrow. ORROW is an essential condition for physical as well as spiritual growth, ERILY, verily, I eay unto you, that yo shall weep and V lament, but the world shall rejoice; and ye shall be sorrowful, but your sorrow shall be turned into joy. A woman when she Js in travail hath sorrow, because her hour 1g come; but as soon as sho 1s delivered of the child, she re- membereth no more the anguish, for joy that a man Is born Into the world.—St John, xvi., 20-21. HE symptom of growth is suffering. Without suffering life cannot / pass from one form to another, It cannot because growth is called forth by suffering itself. ee Te cause is the effect and the effect is the cause in spiritual life for which neither time nor epace exists. POU E OOO COTO Trey F there were no suffering man would have known no limitations to him: aelf—man would not know himself, eee Byes. more and more life is added to man In the same measure ag he is per forming acts of wisdom.—Ruskin, N times of painful spiritual suffering it is necessary not to break down, I not to unburden yourself before anybody except God. It is important to suffer in silence, Otherwise your sufferings will pass to others and will cause them suffering, If you suffer in silence your sufferings will burn out, You are helped a great deal by the thought that this is your task, | your opportunity to rise, to come a little nearer to perfection, S E |% EK in sufferings thelr significance for your spiritual development and the bitterness ot your sufferings will disappear, ee May Manton’s Daily Fashions. } It HE pointed yoke lows Is always @ pretty one, It al- of treatment of its lines are very generally various sorts and becoming. ‘This one ts made of strips of the material embroidered with French knots com- bined with simple Irish The blouse linen lawn, insertion, is made ¢ y laces are be- Val- always worn | if Pointed Yoke Blouse—Pattern N: +2 How Call at THE FA ié } BUREAU, No. 132 ) ‘ | to No. 132 West Twenty-seventh street a ob or stamps for each pattern ordered be always specify size wanted, Add two cents foretter postage Uf in @ hurry. nnn PORTANT—Write your address plainly and