The evening world. Newspaper, December 6, 1910, Page 19

The New Play ae SY CHARLES DARNTON. aad incredible Bernhardt! A great-grandmother if you question her closely, But @ boy well within his teens when seen across the footlights in = “L’Aigion.” Sarah Bernhardt ts still the wonder of her age—sixty-seven, In admiring Mme. Bernhardt’s courage at the Globe Theatre last night we Quite forgot the lack of It in the Eaglet. It was amazing in Its daring; it knocked Us speechiess. Here was an actress who might have delved into her capacious repertory and brought forth any number of roles on a more or less friendly footing with her years. But no! She deliberately challenged us as @ stripling in @ uniform that fairly stuck to facts, most of which we were compelled to Overlook. Perhaps the Eagict’s belt was a trifle larger than that worn in other @aye, and it is barely possible that the looked-for stride wage bit discouraged at | Sarah Bernhardt Still the Wonder of Her Age—67, the knees. But the legs were as slender as youth, and the face, except for an @ccasional expression about the mouth, was that of a boy. | And so Sarah Bern- hardt came back de- flantly, incredibly youthful. An audt- ence that packed the| house greeted her as she Geserved to be greeted. She has been welcomed by More distinguished audiences in New York, perhaps, but never by @ more sincere gathering of admirers. Best of all, she was taken sensibly. The hoyse id not lose its head and throw its cap in the alr, though there were cheers as the play went on and the spirit of Bertihardt ruled once mo’ T a play lasting from 8 o'clock until midnight @ great- wrandmother, if you please, was begin- ning @ week's work that included four— FOU R— matinees. Angels of rost! To be sure, “L'Atgion" might easily be child's play to the inexhaustible Sarah were It not that she must play a child. And in one Scene Inst night she ‘was the boy to the life, When the lad coaxed his grand father to help him in his dream, Bern- hardt leaped to the arm of the chair, crossed a pair of legs that didn't look a Gay older than seventeen and ca- Joled the old fellow ‘ with all the Ingenu- ous charm of 6 spoiled child. This, to me, was the most Ww BERNHART As EAcua, Suc’ delightful, and at the same time the most remarkable, moment of the play A melancholy weakling inspired to one single burst of effort—that's Rostand’s Waglet—but not Bernhardt's. Futility was the one thing she didn't suggest in voice, bearing « ner. When the storms within her burst forth in the old familiar fashion sh nied me of a Tosca or a Wedora in the white uniform of the little duke. She was more like a Sardou pantheress turning upon her lover than a sick! fate. re 8 that the audience waited with {ts most violent ne, aside from the really perfect moment with the im- was the one before the mirror. This rang as true as the ¢rashing glass and s the fact that the renowned voice was not cracked in Baingle note. Lut the “great scene” on the battlefleld of Wagram fell short of its usual effect, possibly because the-cries and moans of the dead soldiers were ‘unsympathetically managed. It was here that Mme, Bernhardt betrayed the only @ign of effort. She acted the death scene beautifully and simply, M. Decouer did not spare himself as the rough, gruff, roaring grenadie Flambeau, He stood head and shoulders above the other members of the sup- porting company and won all the glory that wasn't Bernhard But it was for t fathe ® Timely Hints for nd al A pear! parlor table for Christmas,” said | or mono one woman, and her companions one. -handled knife with his initial n can be had for $1.80, lece collar buttons are put | neat boxes tled with Christmas and ornamented with a sot of four is $1, Handsome cuff buttons and scarf pin to match are in a velvet case and range ‘om $1 to $2.6). in “Phat 1s a a men are so unay tle difference what w used to give Tom ter, and I Never wore them, so I switel er gift, but, dear me, tive, it makes lit- give them! I tleed ti cigars, I don't know at tvaveller would appreciate one of cigars, and so st any \t brushes in a leather case at | 40 you k ed thay and upward, or one of those He used h him every m amokes t m, Meht-weight V: take half a doze © Up 60 little la, ath robes space in a sult fing and I bh uspicion he used | ¢ d, them as tips dori o day. V set might appeal to him {a going to get cigars again this year, | Ono tn brass and glass with six glasses Decause K is so hard to find anything | 15 $7.49, for a man.” Then there are bag tags, lead penciis, Phis conversation {8 an exan cut key rings and stamp how many w. feel upon tht cases at 1 cents, Ject, and with prett for the man. If he has a desk there are so many suitable accessories to select from, such fs brass-covered desk pads with lead pencil at $2.80, brass letter clips at 45 centa—a beautiful clg is an Indian head in various colored ifonzes at 98 cents, The methodical man will appreciate @ brass letter rack nt 98 cents, Stamp boxes are handy, nickel ts @ f simile of the U, S. letter box, and & at 98 cents, A neat one Is of silver, Oil-Burning Mammoths. Lac rey pee 8 ae p box \"T “osticon tiemparg vessels to ply A leather pillow cover, handsomely | burned end finished with trregular | length Jeather fringe, ts $2.75, and would make @ lively pillow for the bachelor's den, For the man who goes into society there are evening dress reefers in two- tone cordine silk, at $ A silk handkerchief, tle and hose tn matohing shades are in a fancy holly box, sell at $1.60 for the set, pel falta befweon Hamburg and New York and f it metal, and or ecale har @ glass baso and js § a | will be the first large veesels for this nickel clp has a porpetual calendar at- | cmaracter of service to be fitted out with Yemed, and ts $2.73, Book racks for |owe’nes of the internal combustion type, a ‘ite oh a y ud u keeping the favorite volumes in place | #w°l 28 are generally made use of on he desk can be had as low as 15 | Deeasure - power ae vie ioense lead pencil stand is |beats. These vessels will be of §,009 tons, handy. It has six pencils and is 50/and each will have two engtnes, with a cents, Bre ps-cornered desk pads are % | total h ower of 3,00, ‘The coal will Me 12x19 size. eon object to his using the gas| this material may be stored.between the Bracket “sve him @ tle rack, A particul- | double bottoms of the hulls, and the Waly attractive one is of leather and coal bins in this matter dispensed with, has, besidws the bar, @ pocket for the |it ts anticipated that a great economy of photice ties that soll eaally, « operation will result, fi | foet away, Mr. T. ATS A DISGRACE TER ANY CIVILIZED NATION! TH IDEA OFA POOR WOMAN TROTTIN' AROUND WITH @LL THAT SUNK ON HER NUT- THE IDEA! The Evening World Daily Magazine, Tuesday, December 6, 1910. N. Dutch #% M&M M&M & ADAME MY NOBLE NATURE REBELS AT TH IDEA OF A (Copyright, 1919, by Bobbe-Merrill Company.) SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDIN Allan Fleming, State Trea 3 CHAPTERS. $8 found mur. The White Cat,” @ little His daughter, Margery,’ asks Jack lered in a rool pelltioal club, nox, rt ag lawyer, to solve, the mystery” For wrne" days before is death Fleming had been rom home, ‘On the pillow of his bed miming Nip of paver tiad been found bearing the flew }1.22."" "Mise Jane Maitland, an elderly sant of Margery‘, has nd in lier room Lhe same figures i to her K me of Kuox's. sister-in-law, latter's old schoolmate and 4 shed porter, takes I by on to a warehouse next door to the * x White CHAPTER XX. (Continued.) FE got to the second floor ] finally and without any worse | } mishap than Burton bang- | fj ing his arm against a wheel of some sort. Un- Uke the first floor, the second was sub- divided into rooms; it took a dozen precious matches to find our way to the side of the building overlooking the club, and another dozen to find the win- dow we wanted. When we were there at last Burton leaned his elbows on the sill and looked down and across, “Could anything be better!" he sald, “There's our theatre, and we've got a proscenium box. That room over there stands out like a spot-light.”’ He was right, Not more than fifteen and perhaps a foot lower than our window, was the window of the room where Vieming had been ed. It was empty, as far as we could see; the table, neat enough now, was where it had been before, directly un- der the light. Any one who sat there td be an iMufnss vw. Not only be lied un ulmost pe Now, where ton jeered. ‘The club was evidently full of men, as he had prophesied. Above the rattle of the rain came the thump, thump of the | | | WonT LEAVE ENUFF_OF Him iT) PUT DOWN THe BABY'S \ Neck ! piano and a half dozen male voices.) ‘The shuttera below were closed; we could see nothing. I think it was then that Burton had his inspiration, T'll bet you a five-dollar bill,” he sald, “that if I fire off my revolver now, not one of those fellows would pay the slightest at- 11 take that bet," I returned, "I'll wager that every time anybody drops a poker, since Fleming was shot, the ens tire club turns out to investigate.” In reply Burton got out and five more to get into the clubhouse, Perhaps you'd better make it fifteen.” ON’ TLL WALK BEHIND CAUSE TM A WELL Wnene. po Yow Gurmee WOMEN'S BEEN ALL THY Tine 2 = Renol In the Room Over the Way. were to the solution of our double mys- tery, 1 would have said we had made no weather conditions of that other ntght, | & week 60, seemed leas worthy of cone| knew the man, It was Schwartz, NOW SoU GO ON AHI LDON'T CARE To BE SEEN IN THIS VEIT EMBARRASSING POSITION, SO IF ~ou'LL GO ON AHEAD MARIA ALL WILL KNOWN GUY, ON PONT WANT TER Se SEEN! ARE YER WISE ? Ti wot Harp \(1 Tete You, FLoss¥ , % HEARING |/YQy sTick To ME Pip, Just tu seé Tut AWAYs GIT A FRONT SEAT! Huge ve! , The Window at the White Cat & **By Mary Roberts Rinehart AutHor of “7 DAYS" sideration. Besides, myself. rediculous, that it wold be hard to explain my position, alone jn the warehouse, fring | CHAPTER XXII. T have a horror of making and I had fdea jo went away into the darkness, and I sat down on an empty |& revolver into the floor, if my | argument was right, and the club should rouse to a search. “I looked again at my ch; only six minutes, box by the window and walt- ed. that Had any one minute sked me at near we how Nine minutes s revolver, , n Every one who has counted the and examined it by holding {t against |PPosress—save by eliminating Wardrop. | passing of seconds knows how they hia PEE Cee obohe. Auk Was). Not for one instant did I dream that I) drag. Wit on the room “Tit tell pou what T'll do,’ he said, |W@% Within less than half an hour of/ across, and finger on the tries Vervbody down there knows me: rit {# Fevelation that changed my whole con-|/ walted as best T could. At ten n t 50) 7 Jutes [ way consclous there was s Jarop in for a bottle of beer, and you| ception of the crime, Jone in the rr he way. fire @ shot into the floor here, or into| 1 timed the Interval by using one of | (hes, ‘he ‘cama. | pie, cry somebody eoross, if you happen to see|™Y Srecious matches to ese my WAAC! simewhens and cwent to the. table any one you don't care I suggest | When he left, I sat there for what jie had his back to me, and 1 could that you stay and fire the shot, because | Seemed ten minutes, listening to the|only see that he was a large man, if you went, my friend, and nobody |Tush of the train and the creaking of a) with massive shoulders and dark hatr heard dt, vou Would accuse te of shoot. {oor Wehind me in the darkness spme-| It was diMcult to make out what ly ing trom Lie back of the building some. | Where, that swung back and forth|was doing. After a halt minute, how- itetant |rustily tn the draught from the broken|ever, he stepped to one side. and I He gave me the revolver and left me | Windows. ‘The gloom was infinitely de-|saw that he hud iighted a candle, and with a final injunction, pressing; away from Burton's enthuat-| was systematically reading and then ‘Wait for ten minutes,” he said, ‘rt |a@sm, his scheme lacked point; his argu-| burning certain * papers, throwing the will take five forme to get out of here, | ment, that the night duplicated the! charred fragments on the table. With the same glance that told me that, I “AT LAST! So You AN’ PROMINENT CITIZEN YOUR wWiFE ARE TH’ LUMBER CROOKS MME Ve BEEN LOOKING FoR ert: Com own} ae By “Pop' 3% HECFOR TH Love OF MIKE HITHERY Mrs. Solomon Being the Confessions of the Seven Handredth Wife. Translated By Helen Rowland, Copyright, 1910, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New Yors Work}, Y Beloved, many men have come unto me, saying: M “Oh, thou Cynical One! WHY dost thou mock at marriage? WHY dost thou laugh at love? Why dost thou shatter our ideals and cast down our illusions? WIY dost thou make idle jests of all things beautiful under the sun! And I have greeted them with pity in mine eyes. For I looked at them and saw that they were BLIND! Then I answered them sorrowfully, saying: “Lo, my Beloved Son, open thine eyes and thou shalt age that I @e NOT mock at MARRIAGE; aeither do I laugh at LOVE. “But at thine ATTITUDE toward these things, oh, MODERN MAN, I scoff and weep beneath my scopings, “Verily, verily, have I not said unto thee that @ woman without an husband is as a ship without a sail? That a man without a wife is as a boat without a rudder? “Yea, and a life without love is ag @ song without melody, @ night with- out dawn. Vor, behold, love ts the light of life. Yet thou hast turned out the LAMP! “Then, why, I ask THEE, hast thou made ef love a mockery and @ pastime? Why hast thou made of marriage a deal, rather than an ideal; yea, a sacrifice, rather than a sacrament? “Why dost thou seek to escape a soulmate that thou mayest pursus a PLAYMATE? Why hast thou made unto thyself a graven image, with ex eagle upon one side and George Washington upon the other? “Go to! Thou hast dug a grave for thine own heart and a pit for thine own illusions. “Thou art an empty casket wherefrom the jewels have fallen, a dasket wherefrom the wine hath leaked out, a ‘blue vein' wherefrom the diamonds have been washed away. “Come, my Beloved! Depart from thy foolish ways and cast down thy tin gods! Come into the green flelds, where the flower of ROMANCE dios someth and the fragrance of SENTIMENT shall fill thee with sweetness and delight. “Depart from thine idols of pink light and champagne and vanity! For these shall leave a bitter taste in thy mouth, and all thy days shall soon be as the ‘morning after.’ “Lo, Life singeth a sweet song when it is attuned unto REAL LOVE! “Yea, verily, he that hath loved ONE woman truly and deeply and highly and purely knoweth ALL there IS of Life!" Selah? I was so engrossed in watching him that when he turned and came directly to the window, I stood perfectly still, staring at him. With the light at the better of him. He alld it into his vest pocket matead, “You're damned poor stuff, David he sald with a snarl. “If back, [ felt certain I had been dis- ‘t got them, then Wardrop haa. covered, but | was wrong, He shook the| You'll bungle this Job and there'll be newspaper which had held the frag-| hell to pay. Tet! McFeely I want to ments, out of the window, lighted a| see him," cigarette and flung the mateh out also,| Davidson teft, for I heard the door turned back into the room. A@ 4] close, Schwartz took the ring out and nd thought, he went back amd held it to the light. T 1 jerked at the cord of the window shade, poked. 86 a watch, The time was almost up. but It refused to move ' A fresh burst of noise came from He was not alone, for from the win- below. I leaned out cautiously and dow he turned and addressed some one looked down at the lower window e still closed and shuttered, raised my eyes ag: to the level of the room across 1 wi amased to see & second figure in the room—a woman at that Schwartz had not seen her, in the room behind. You are sure you got them a * he ‘The other occupant of the room came It was David- within range of vision. son He stood “AN there were with his back to her, too t the | piled. *W ring in his hand. Th had the woman mad thrown her vell back, b uld see ling In his pocke k [expected | nothing of her face as she stood, She him to produce an apple and a penknife, ed small beside Schwarta's tower- | Betty Vincent Gives Advice on Co Christmas Presents. A Short Friendship. * HRISTMAS letters are coming in thick and fast. All GIRL who signs her letter "R, 1." (e sorts of inquiries from all sorts of girls and young Annies | men, until I have quite caught the holiday epirit “A young man has been callin. myself. | upon me stead for several months. Now, my dears, Just a word to you all, Do not spend | Under the clreurr will tt be proper | more than you can afford. Do not gather together every for him to give mea iistmas present | ou can lay your hands on for gifts and thea make | And {f #0, shall I return it?" | nembers of your household miserable for months afters vw nay pu candy | w y complaints of poverty. Remembes the real Christ. | nt tis | ma {t, Do not spoil it with sharp words and unkind >& hima | , spend the most money on those you tove| 4 ainendship Ring, | not give your er or your father some) g YOUNG man who stuns hia letter | , care I Make your buying sistent with “or the t sev months or | your means, so I have been paying attention to a| I am sure a sensible girl would far rather receive a present trom a youns| young lady, It 1s my i on to give man that she knew he could not afford, than a gift that she knew would embar-| per a ‘friendship’ ring for Christma, rass him financially after purchasing it, 80, my dears, do not spoil Christmas with un-Christmas-like actions, ‘Now, the question ts, could she call this en engagement ring? 1 au not desirous pe Ny bia igi LE Saat ap RT urtship and Marriage nut he held out a small object on the eight, and she wore black, palm of his hand She must have sald something Just “{ would. rather have done it alone, very quietly, for Schwartz sud- Mr. Schwarta,” he said. "Lt found thts 1 his jead and wheeled on ring in Brigg’a pocket this morning. | her a clear view of him, and if It belongs to the girl eve rage and white-lipped fear Schwarta swore, and picking up the! show a man's face it showed oa ring, held it to the light. Then he made | p eda half dozen words, an angry motion to throw {t out of the! in @ low t and made a motion to window, but ot | offer her a chair, But she paid no ate aon — | tention, I have no idea how long a time they talked. The fresh outburst of neise r whac nd there was always thi maddening fact that I could not eee r face, I thought of Mrs, Fleming, but this woman seemed younger and more slender. Schwarts was arguing, below made it impossible to hi they satd, I imagined, but she stood immobt scornful, watching him. She seem 5 . to have made ar t, and the man's asked her to y However, I er no whit. t! would be a plan not ta » only two or three give t a ring at all seemed longer, Scawarts th up tho argument, Whatever 1 by pol out the window Hing her he had 1 out there, turn toward my An Attachment, profile. YOUNG man who signs his let A 1B." write Was so unex a On A) pepted that tt s lMle more than olwnt | ay rie man threw ty show he could wcede to her requests ) rage, and even at ly sear, on his fore time would it @ presen iw Mistance the this short her jpone | head stood oOt likg & welt, The next You have known th ng lady too} moment | saw the woman raise short a tite to give her Jewelry. Give| right hand, with something tn it, hes candy or books [ie fe Be Continued ig a ti dl A tn lip ot a i a ts, te nace ant Sd Sa el ce 2 Pd he Seat iets