The evening world. Newspaper, December 28, 1910, Page 15

Chr thing to you, put your Im a thing that few we she's as p Liberty former fle is dellctous. ferves to be alr is del The Evening he New Plays i pay “The Spring Maid” as Welcome as “The Arcadians,” \, or Christie’ MacDonald. N. And three cheers for Miss Christle Mac- bY CHARLES DARNTO LL hail to “The Spring Maid!" Donald! Both are charming, “Th pring Maid,” with rhythm tn {ts delightful music, and Miss MacDonald, with a volce as clear and rippin & brook, are as welcome he Arcadians" at the first American home of at ever-greon English musical comedy, the Liberty Themire. It {s not too much every note P say that “Tho Spring Maid” is as good as “The Arcadians.” In fact, I might YY more and still be on the safe side of popular opinion. Instead of taking the water cure for you take the flowi dies of ‘he Spring Maid,” for in Heinrich Reinhar score, which has been br t yer from Germany without the loss of a sing il happiness that Is akin to health and a drop of its sw spirt etn "i of youthfulness that w ake your gouty old grandfather dance for joy. If the score has been “d ed" a bit by the musical director, Max Bendix, so much the better, so fa orchestration goes, Anything that the “late conductor at the titan pora House’ may have done fully justifes his emotional hair his un notional glasses, The “late co: or," &e, ed not be ashamed to wave baton over “The Spring Maid. Broadway, musically, is both » the German sign. Tho eading and looking up. And everywhere it so-called “Bre musical show” {fs as dead 1910 will be in a few da Therefore let us Joice, though not fo r3 same time that this een a remarkable year for musical comedy. Broad- has waltzed to good things from Vienna and many a lady has tripped to jess since “The Merry: Widow" came to town. But Miss Christle MacDonald wish them all a Happy New Year and still have the best of it left to self. Without getting facts mixed tin “The Spring Maiq" Mi way as with enthusiasm, I am quite prepared to say istle MacDonald « the greatest per- nma Trentint hes to gasp at js— well, a prima donna is a privileged creature! m have wr lungs than Miss MacDon- ald, but she is no match for the newest singing star in swe nees of tone, per- sonal charm and | acting ability. | It remained for | those wise young | men, Louis F. Werbf and Mark A.| Leuscher, to brin down a feal star from that “all-star cast" of “The Mik do” in which Pitt!-Sing shone out 80 brilliantly, It was Christie MacDonald then, and {t 1s Chrts- tle MacDo now, above all others. She radiated charm last ts harp-throb its delightful the erry waltz slow- surely re- swing, Widow ly but solved itself into a funéral march, T don't wish to be a party to mak this s latest waltz- but the gulding star of tho! ro? to if I were to anything pret- CHRISTIE. MACDONALD. eno LAV RENCE REA ler I couldn't k my feet and my ore! eile Macbonaid set to walig-time, that's ud if t doesn't jon on the water wagon of The Miss MacDonald wears pink and greet 1 would dare to do on of off the stage. And all the timo A man ought be allowed to wear his hat at the t for the sake of takin t off to her, n order to bow to Tom M aughton, n vaudeville w ying his 7 Unlike the average vaudeyille actor, he give you a body blow in a desperate effort to ad Othello, and in a really funny e he © amateur players concerning a bubbling spring surrounded by trees here--and there—and then ther ‘The bare words may sound foolish, Mc ughton clothes them with the follage of humor, ¢ of his Inbored efforts last night, W am Burress didn't strike me as e In exercising paternal su, sion over Miss MacDonal ‘a8 as obvious ag the skirts in which he finally tried to disguise Imself. M lgie Lowen scomed rather keen on herself at first, but she was less self jclous in the last act and rather clever. sincere tones, but the boy-tenor, Ralph Ervaile, was rather trying. Including the che were very good, The book and ly ) by Harry B, jaw of musical c usuatly allows. alled ¢ hitul, every song an that hear © chair at the same tir To prove that she is Spr y as a plc Theatre J And n¢ it is As s a light touch: He {sb scene se on- Lawrence Rea sang to "Miss MacDonald The others, us, rt B. Smith, are better than the ‘The Spring Maid" de- armin In short, “The Spring Ma) and Rot In all fairn edy n operetta, for from first to last its muste ts c tvery is a Vincent’s Advice to Lovers A New Year's Resoiu':on, for New Year's resolutions. Y dears, it is about thm M Here is one fer my s to make. Dear girls, do not allow z men to kiss unless you are engaged to marry ve many letters on this Jane will say not se harm in Mary wi girls who do not allow young men to kiss them pular,” and Maude will write me “only old maid prudes are never kissed, and it {3 all nonsense to say kissing 18 wrong," My dears, believe me, tt is NOT all nonsense to pr etry ‘ serve your dignity and modesty, Maybe it 1s not alwa laa alll wrong” in the strict sense of the word, but belleve me it is very, very foolish, “Ag you grow older, my dears, you will come to agreo with me. And maybe you will not have to be any older than the time when you first really fall in love to understand what T mean. {tells A Foreigner. ul ails. who signs her letter ‘H, | me he will not write !f it con- 4 he young man is right about the let ters, although it is your place A." writes: | 4 and not his. If ybu are old enough to Tam in love with @ young man). cuive letters you are old enough to and he js in Jove with me. My brother | thinks I should not marry him because | he is a foreigner and Taman American.| A Qtsarrel, ‘What shall 1 dot | GIRL who signs her Jetter °V The diierence in your nationalities A alle cannot matter If you are temperament- “S have had @ quarrel with ti ally sulied to the young man you love, open them, |young man IT love. We were bot Tfault, He will not make the first ad Opened Letters. vances toward a reconciliation, 89, o GIRL who signs her letter “1, 11," YOu tna | A be unwomanly A writes; | Not at If you were bot “y am in love with a young man, |i, wit) be both eweot ar H but my mother fnalsts on opening all you to show your readine ay, letters, Ho has objected to this and once more, 3 to be friend LAG ah Wednesday, Dec ember 28, 1910. By George McManus aily Magazine, Let George Do It! Copyright, 110, by Ube ire Vublusmag Co, The New Rore World, World D Reflections ofa % % ®& Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland Goprright, 1910, 0) The Pree Publishing Ca (Fhe New York Wettth ' el softer a man's head the louder his argument, sug . There is no such thing as “a rich old maidj? @ halo of gold dollars will keep any woman attractive and fascinating to a green old age. ag These days are the cold gray dawns of the mornings, after, when we are all waking up with that tired feeling in the pocket, that © empty feeling in the bank and that dull ache of REMORSE in the digestion, * pote ! } justice has offered to marry couples for eight cents a4 LOOK AY THE SKATES | GGT FOR A PRESENT: — IS THERE SKATING IN THE PARK IF THERE 1S IM GOING! Yes! IT" SAYS sot mz A Nashville — piece, Ah, well, everything is gradually coming down to its right price at 4 last? 1 — ' It is easier to forgive a man for his sins and failings than to forgive j him for the secret pride he apparently takes in them, ' | Seba atntienaastaeniassy at How can a man discover a girl's real tastes before marriage so tong 0a J} she is always willing to profess a mad infatuation for anything he ma WILi You <o TOO AND LET GEORGE TEACH mE? mention from Greek literature to fried ecle? ’ Dorr! | deste xt Cupid may be at the root of most love affairs, but cupidity has a lot moma to do with most marriages ‘nowadays, rst | — = Many @ woman fancies she has married a hero until she tries to get M | to go out and reason with the Leia i: poy A “perfectly faultless” man would have to resort to all sorts of subters | fuges in order to appear wicked enough to interest any woman, srtet “Love me, love the funk I sent you," is the motto of the week. $e Ten Roads for a Happy Business Woman phie Ifene Loeb | weEEy | Copyright, 1010, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York World), te The Woman Who Whines. W'™ is the matter? Has the day been dull and gray? Has EVERY- oe io, (ihe New Lora World), by The Wiese ve uuindiug Cv. THING seemingly gone wrong? Have you spoiled a dozen sheets vt” paper? Or have you made mistakes in “counting up?" Do things Jeeeit and are your nerv “all unstrung?’ Does all a Naty less and life just one dense thing after another until you can't see your way clear to ANYTHING? ii" Well, now, be as optimistic as wo will, there ARE such days, Yet, hold! Whatever you do, sister, dear— DON'T WHINE! Vor next to the woman who “nags,” the.4i WORST I the woman who whines. And in business ity almost INEXCUSAB: A man will run away from thy woman who whines faster than from a creditor (for be can cope with HIM), But the more one conciliates wit! WHAT'S GOING ON HERE! THOSE KI0S CAN NEVER LIFT THAT HEAVY SACIS, THE FELLOW THEY WORIS| BE ANUT! FoR MUST } WHAT ARE You TRYING, To 009 THAT'S A MANS JOB— “I'LL LENO ‘YouA HAND ! the whiner the more does she find another alimen Vertly ONF good whimper deserves ANOTHER. Yo!’ have met her! You know her, idee, Yot, walt! When WE vote and “run” tuings generally tho whining sister will be dealt with accordingly, She will constitute the WEAKER sex. For truly it is a sure sign of weakness amu. 1a not a safe line to follow on the road for a happy business woman, It Kets nothing but DISSATISFACTION all around. Of course we daugh tera of Eve crave SYMPATHY. It i# our herftage from birth. Oh yea, imap has it, too, a Kipling says) that ts another story. But the day of th: coddied creature is at its ebb. We have the woman with BACKBO: —piu: Tho nerves along that vertebrae are getting stronger every minute, ‘ Sho Is entering the flolds that bear frultage of WORTH, There ts no TIM) nor PLACE for the GIRL with a whimper, If some of ft ts still in the syste: the wise, one is sho who saves it for the sanctum sanctorum located OUTSIDE the precincts of the business world, taut If the head aches, yet she thinks she may get through ‘with the day, eljox the better, for very often a change of thought diverts the ATTENTION frog), | the seat of suffering, Hut, on the other hand, if It fs VERY bad, the busin | woman had better lot the day's work go rather than whine her employer 1 | letting: HER go. At such times SILENCE ts GOLDEN. caro, but nelther does COMPLAINT. You and I who are BLISSED (Just that!) with being tn the thick of ft all must think of the millionaire in search of a new stomach or the matmed in- dividual who would delight In EXCHANGING places with us ere we enter afij#®? complainty about TRIVIAL things. ‘The woman who wins to-day doesn’t do tt with WEEPS, The weeps fave liong outgrown thelr usefulness—yes. In vain may we cry for the tears off! YESTERDAY, Alas, they get us naught TO-DAY, Oh, there are still eomad> “on tap," but experience ts the best teacher, and every daughter of us KNOWS that a sea of salty drops will not produce the results that come with « spirit tf!" | sold “‘wand."* ‘Verily is tife path along the Mghway of business lined with STURDY OAKS». jand there ‘y no room for the clinging vine creature, ux ‘The best product of the business woman is she who ACCEPTS thé eecai)itt | sional gray cloud, For EVERY TIME tho silver lining is there. If you Raye. | a grievance, be your own surgeon and “cut ft out” ere it cut you. ‘ It 1s Just as easy to let the SUNLIGHT do your work the demon of 1! | DISCONTENT. ‘The one brings Joy into It. ‘The other commands @ price, Dury, x. ing business hours all work and NO complaint makes Jill a very valuable girl | indeed, and her Jack comes tumbling after her, » ye The way to work porcicn SMILE AND IT 18 CONTAGIOUS. : WHINE AND THEY RUN AWAY. ‘hte THERE WE ARE- BEATIT (Now— MAKE UP FoR j Lost Time | PoLICE!! PoLiceE Mt UGHT DE FELLER Be fas BEEN STEAL= IN’ ME BAGS OF COA HE’S LEADER OF A GANG OF KIOSTII! Pouce It may not cure the cause of tho | core Another ARSENE LUPIN Story “The Hollow Needle” Row bt ; 4010 ‘hb Alauelae Lakdann’) “Ts the article in the printer's at stood on forehead, He, who hady with thetr 8 still fixed upon each) Ho ts at the other end of France, In they “And then?—I should think the rest cp tapsvbne caavrmna, | ‘Not yet" + known his wis! was be- fother, ‘They watched each other, Their| centre of a big town, guarded by twenty | quite plain: Removal of luggage falsheds ty | Wane you i eae tne inaddaced Gi 4 of this | sworde were engaged up i¢ the niik{ friends, who have orders not to] Friends left with it and will walt tne. » Noniatidy, it cred t dn't t hee tld: iia aieenaed Baa 6 And {twas like the heavy sitence that {lose slaht of him until our battle in| structions till eight morning , se nates aa at a Oe eee tn aunt Aine REE ould you like details? He M8 at] Is there anything there that m } arial the house of one of the| secure? ‘Phe word ‘luggage’? J t continued | Of the two was to strike ul And remem: | we t have them write 'M. Beautre we Cunt yu shall do as I tell you, Beautreles, | Lupin said, between hb al is closed at night] let, senior’! What then? The way 4 H f i sivas tat sour lateee lbaavarteel s allowed te which the operation was perf ‘ 4 ; tigi » convinced you of my death, tha: | '* St 6 carries an he miracle by which your fat PA iden Oh ne Sane | o led by a | taken out of ¢ x Ars Ht the St ndret!” muttered You shall say so because I wish tt | and carry at of Lupin and of his tw ward i be ; Ho has provided for everything!” wise it has believed that I Holimiock 8 © SANE. SRW Tee |tn Pgh yet i t and| dead, You hall way above all, be-| A burst 1 lous a acca ae ophay oap as deen deaatehed, i \ : leering | cause, $f you ea ~ 4 ; = | ne minutes Lupin had stood} With all his Se ae i raat nig spinel ate set An tat Naw i 1 : , bis face | exasperated energ hee yt abe nared Lupin Your father will be kidnapped to-| ji? 1 ‘ cb tree ed oon } te Se AR aes gt ath anit tania M i iving?| iis lips quiver, his jaw shrink, h's ex \ Seon my word, he's dart nagh, to have: we violence | valnly strive to fix upon a point. F : teat lawn Hs \ gave a \fa' Bea ion t ein the ‘ ® solution | isped @ few words, then was sitent ach Pars ! ik eyes on Beau-| to d unt you, but I have promised that {| Was about self upon the} An unexp mist; wwitten ‘on “Hea? Ue ; aha \ anal aban ag poy and wri | ly t which Lupin's prig@t am a i M ; 5a What do to that, master?" anded, uv something moregtl CHAPTER IV. ts 4 | Beautrelet | Ming infinitely touching and inh at ha | Lupin took up the tele that lay |r artless, Lupin gave a movemel " recatinaana | ga to Rime eM | js} on th fe, held it out and said, very vance and took up his hat, apeuts wert | Tere, ba that sentiment were too much for him. But,“ A | Beautrelet ane ser su aly, jon reaching the door, he stopped, hesiht Ati aed ar : sed ‘ ness of the move-|tated and then returned, slowly, step 4 A dal ed 1 made a mista e| me He un paper and, at | by step. ADEE , o : 1 armed ‘The soft sovad of the sohe rose Skaue« : ‘ pound Ba 4 eter rene ayer gaked aad quivering, She aviisis ? toes I don't under- | tho sad wailing of a Ittle child ¢OBqwqe aaa ‘ Hs ae he Metal r 1 wrote i come with grief. The lad’s shoulde kindled w the Ambrumesy myste he on 1 sha 1 1 rat understand the | marked tho heartrending rhythm, Teare b : \ By. § ie ie ie a first word, sald Lupin, “the first word | appeared through te crossed fingers,” " a ‘ 3 wae Pa toa A telegram—that la to say, the} Lupin leaned forwara and, without’ * r Q intoxtea ) ee ; : Pare all: is moment as revenss| nar piace from whieh it was|touching Beautrelet, sald, in a vole@eo - x : 2 at la ing, moat t enges, all) sent-look—"Cherbourg,’ that had not the least tone of pitas. = { 5 f duel and in two without 4 father nol the f the st adventurer, Yes—ye siammered Beautrelet. | antry, nor even of the offensive pity ef fn the sword His pal s terrible to see, | kidnapped And h luded 1 I understand — @herbourg —and| the victor: jration| Once again they were both “Lupin, my father 4s not in Savoy. | then? (To Be Continued) sells ‘ , . em