The evening world. Newspaper, December 23, 1910, Page 17

O st I an Place of wiles an shoppers, Asa the beat thing lish sunshine of a ce tites, Lin wee from how riage con’ ye ry with ne @ youth and a girl whore troubles are never at enough to destroy their appe- t Pomander Walk a crescent of five little ted brick houses—is a entimental Lovers’ Lane, Heart trouble is epidemic there. It spreads we to house until the old doctor of divinity has bis hands full of mar- elm tree bashful » to ve hun foes very viver, on *eatoh.” All th surprise Marjolain e your titutly a written, eharming ¥ Mise liebe Stephens. of lave they say tle girl mouth ray tew Up's poin Fort there is a touca o Poetry with a strain of humor A butle who puts on the airs a gentle. man and refers fas miliarly to Prince of Wales as the P. finds litt the window of 1 house wife fills gratitude sonting & son, Pawle m chara a bit mo |e: admiral witow, Pomander Walk" !s full of “eh out It wo Walk, If gour » In all Th and so have no matter o: and-neck Like Mr, Gillet an ever, Admiratt: thing to t sscene is beau- ue Bird,” and it tieular, bur you wateh th Sarah Bernhar’; imagines that she alone knows the sec vice." Unless hi The Evening World The New Plays “‘Pomander Walh’’ A Sweetly Sentimental Lovers’ Lane. Y CHARLES DARNTON. ep from Broadway to It ts pect to find park benche welt ar ymander Walk" is a cha wat you al 4 restful at Wailack’s chairs upon which to str 1omiles away fre and ticket ape in dream that you are wing “exte tle ) raucous automobiles, shri rs, indomnia Louis N. ¥ » be found this side of | | | | drowsy little ge story Is quite ookiyn, It fairly slumbers in the Eng: | ng to distur it but the love affair of | " | tracts ing o the weeping widoy in the crescent. With th ultor to find his tongue. Th nar me-eyed admirw, Sir Peter Antrobus, is compelled leads him gently but firmly beneath the ald of her parrot a hopeful spinster helps @ young naval lleutenant, who seems always rks as though he could eat Marjolaine. And so {t @oes—and It leisurely, without causing so much as a ripple on the surface of the the bank of which sits a lone fisherman patiently waiting for his is ts so sentimental that a real bit of, sentiment comes as a grateful when the father of the ng naval Heutenant and the mother of e renew their ro © and agree (o follow the example set by g love nd simply 4 it i ly acted Sybil Yo It # nder, of the re sweet of your that the ves up to of W,, @ peace in until his him with by pre- GEORGE GIDDENS xe STR PETER ANTROBUS him with Pees CICELY RICHARDS ze PAMELA POSKETT nd as good as a suet pudding. But like the others he becomes notonous, tis scarcely a handsome young lover, but his enthusiasm for m along. As the girl Miss Dorothy Parker acts as though the first time, She wo Ohas ve a bit. and Mises acters,” and the English company brings nd flutter about d thing , half-amused interest, until vou at and his sw t of other hing deeper than the Thames in with considerable skill, sant fact th uld be cruel to let the harsh breath of criticism blow down Pomander s lead you in that direction you will find it the quaintest spot ‘elind. “Pomander Walk" comes like a dramatic Christmas card. Wallack’s, “Secret Service” Still Thrilling. of making a fare- ecessful she should see William Gill were moved to speak in pofte terms Mr. saying, “After you, madame!" For when it comes to a astic audiences e is running the tireless Sarah a neck- seats en ‘fh to ge round at the Empire, has stood the test of time. It is as thrillin key or pulling a gun Mr. Gillette's hand has author, rather than the actor, who deserves ving had the courage to write @ melodrama that leaves some- xtion In the en reason f f big, enthu race, There Secret Servi ind in clicking a tel brings to view an The r Secret Service excellent performance in which } ne Bro reminds us that the stage ingenue of other days twits to the soubrette, Miss Browne does this very cleverly and pret tily, pr Brow fat ppens to be a clever and preity girl. May she neve When all men wish you with the a 8moo! ether way Another Arsene Lupin Story ~~ » BYNOVSIS OF With 4 at oie cys “ Nght upon it, ‘The see- } ond line is divided int two parts, and the see: If we now 8 jutermediary dots by ¢ tence Sermons for Busy Readers, selves away when they try to save themselves, The good Samaritan saves lis sermons until after the work of succo is you may be sure you're far from them th people who hope to slide into heaven find that the skids run the 0 aurice Lablan sonants which ave logically able 1p seis are also logteally able only one woru, the word At would refer to Mile, de Gesvres ‘ ind Mile, de Saint-Veran,”" fouad Undoubtedly," And do you se I alvo the last line; and r operation t 1, of , Tat once see that the only f nt able to take the place of t fot between the diphthong: and us s the letter g, and that, when [have the first fve letters of the {, It is natural and inevitable hat, with the two next dots and the in Teside | + seer wd to death, The Count ' Natit’ aniy-clocatitied Heautrelet ties to mite th ly CHAPTER II. (Continued » ET us try to three vowels and three consonant. about after t her, and starting wi » principle that t o first let Necessary consonants, I find words applyfleuye, preuve and the words flew ssing ao possible ri nd 1 keep vhe word row some ond part appears in such that it probably: forms one | creuse replace the | and preuve nts We arylation to a needle, the conclusion, afte: arching | crew ting about, that te only cone! “Making ‘hollow needle!’ By Jove! 1 om hea hesensr ts watson i y ee ay aR Daily Magazine. Friday. December 23 1910 TAN ONLY GIVE YOv My BEST RECOLLECT TIO, YOuR HONOR, THIS WITNESS, MR. EDAM CHEESE, SEEMS To HAVE PRRIURED HIMSELF RICH: QuIcty DEFENDANT \ MR. EGG ON THE \, )) STAND TRYING TO \A REMEMBER HIS AGE MRS. CHANTECE 4 WITNESs Caneo BY DEFENSE — SHE HAS KNOWN MR. EGG, THE DEFENDANT, ALL His LIFE AND ASSERTS HE (s ABSOLUTELY ROT AND SPOTLESS ATTORNEYS For DEFENSE HOUSE WHERE MR EGG WAS Borw - POMPTON .N.J. THE PRESENT €GG ABODE, "2 ROOM APARTMENT IN New ror cITr WHERE ARE GUESS "LL GO AND Buy WANT TO LET GEORGE 80 rT “The Hollow Needle” His footsteps sounded that your solution is ¢ eds must be; but how does it let gave a shudder, It was the | full of common turned the key and put it in his |one minute to es: this. window, that he was experienel “Not at all for the mo: er on we shall see, IT have utrelet, great are you locking elf in the presence of an tin- \ble enemy, endowed With blind and back the fastening of the window. There chapel, the discovery of Arsene Lupt's ) is Just enough “We shall be pried Bredoux Jed in the pural And next? two words, alguille Is troubling me at present to talk so much which led to the Do they still this sort of rat and furnished hony face and & low, small, stuoborn shead pointed to the the examining Magistrate hi man's narrow Ia only tnute left. You! through his teeth of that door, you know, alw Quick, the paper and staggered, He had to nit do ‘finale, [ should arrive at the word | PUP! i the unexpecte p word alguille forces itsett |? casement, re- jear amid the breakdown of) body and came down to the floor to- The little black hole of Hl was pointing wt The finger was bent and viously pressing on the trigger, It ont wanted a moment— paper," repeated Bredoux, “If| armed with a kni I haven't got nally for the last» I have| of retreat wa J saw you put 1 | cureur in your pocketvook when I came 1 again; 1 try all tae letters, | | Monsieur le Procureur General has not ra {left his at} through be good enough to go down to him at| He only has a word to say | now who Was revealing such brutal daring, rosaed his arms, You're annoying us us alone and mind your own business. “Here it 1s," sald Beautrelet He had an 4! He took out his pocketbook and hand-| fumbling in the inside pocket ed It to the clerk, who nearer, with the revolver still aimed at the young man's head, a hollow volee, us waste no tm out his wateh, kk down to the will find nobody, of course; no prosecutor ‘than “That's curious, “ILowever--we, Beautrelet, 1 st muttered M, Milleul. | use me, | gate h and spoke tn lis eyes Were hard, his emile’ Lye no doubt ther eye Gwe Me YOUR ear! in FAVOR OF THE GET: ew OST.ATIY J CucumBER |Reflections ofa swe Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland Curries, 1910, ty The Pree Publishing On (The tee Tam Westy I: the love-game, a woman always cries, “Never before!" a man, “Never again!" If you want to give your wife something which will really surprise her on Christmas morning, why not give her a genuine old-time, lover's Rise? If you went to give your husband something which will actually delight him, why not give him an evening off? When a man begins scoping at women, listen for the wedding delle: @ onfirmed bachelor is too indifferent th the sex to waste time talking about it. Tf you want to revenge yourself on your husband, in a way that will be . really felt, don't try to break his heart; break his pocket-book, Love always knocks at the door of a woman's heart; but the only way he can get into a man's is to sneak in by the back window when the owner isn't looking When a man tries to convince himself that a woman ta nothing to him, it is a sign that she is beginning to be a whole lot more than he anticipated, Tears are the qcid-teat of a husband's affection. After all, Christmas is Christ's Mass—which docan't mean @ mase of nonsende and frivolity, gourmandizing and carousal, but a sacred celebre tion, ———- +4 When the Factory Girl Looks for a Home. 18 factory girl in a great city who| girl anewered that she was in a cigar Ak boards away from home Is lim-| factory, the other that ‘she worked ited in her cholce of living] downtown.’ They stood hesiteting, uarters, Poverty often sends the seek-| shrinking back, like prisoners before the er for room and board into districts of] bar rather than wage-earning womens in grade ay low and sometimes lower than| search of rooms. The landlady eyed he usual slum, them shrewdly, noting details of untidy “It gave me a fresh apprectation,”* stocky figure, curly hair, Finally writes Elizabeth Beardsley Butler in| she said, “Well, my rooms are $0 @ The Survey, “of the problem faced by} week, and I might a@ well tell yeu homeless girls to hear a conversation | that I don't allow no companies, mo between two lomen friends and no lady friends; Jandlady whot I can't be having no notee and talking sign on the door, ‘Where do you|in my house. Now if youse want to eee was her firet question, and one! the rooms youse can eee them.’ ” work | By Maurice Leblane done with you, You're troublesome, but/ over the window-sill, I'll talk about ‘t/ The same newspapers which, to pals, And now I'm off, Good+| following morning, related the by sodes that had occurred ag the He pocketed his revolver and turned! teau d'Ambrumesy—the trickery at $s nt h And such danger! He Hi lo strength. Was a noise in the passage body and of Raymonde’e dedy and, he asked, with less a8- — “Good-by," he said again, “I'm only lastly, the murderous attempt medé upon in his voice, Just in thine Beautrelet by the clerk to the examining Nothing. You will be free, But the idea stopped him, With a) magistrate—also announced two, further forget k movement he examined the pock- | pieces of newe—the disappearance of » WAS & pause, ‘Then Bredoux re-, etbook Ganimard and the kidnapping of Holm. Dann and blast it! He grated lock Shears, in broad daylight, im the rhe paper's not heart of London, at the moment when he | Was about to take the train for Dover, upin’s gang, therefore, which had Isidore, in turn, had seised ) disorganized for a moment by the pistol and extraordinary ingenuity of a seventeen- Missed, old chap!’ shouted Bredoux, | s#ar-old schoolboy, waa now tesuming Your hand's shaking—you're afraid’ — | the offensive and was winning all slong They caught each other round the| the Une from the first. Lupin's twor great and adversaries. Shei away, Isidore Beautrelet was The police were powerless, For ° nd, Come, old there. You've de we are the ya and Two shots gether. There was a violent and tn- comsant king at the door, Istdore’s strength way an was at on overcome by his adversary, It was the | end A hand was lifted over him, ————— HTT * and fell, A ferce| ONLY KICK COUNTED, his shoulder, He let go.| “What're ye comin’ heme with vession of some one | mitk pall empty fort” demanded ae hia freer, “Didn't the old cow give Jacket and taking the paper trom it. x Then, through the lowered yell of hi X inches tr the i ble of s pain burst in We 0 our senses. ‘# something to be AE IBTOSE ESTELLA