The evening world. Newspaper, March 17, 1911, Page 23

Cuthbert!” What’s the Use of Being There Is a Lot of Luck Left. By Clarence I. Cullen The Evenin ¢g World Daily Mag — ADRS VATS azine, Blue? Copyright, 1911, by The Pres ioblishing Os, (The New York World), OME kinds of Self-Reliance bear a @ingular resemblance to Swelled Head! It is possible to Apologize without becoming —Chront- cally Apologetic! The Soft Job is the kind that Melte! When your Rivai is willing to call it a Draw you've got If you MUST Tell your Troubles, Tab- Jota the Narration! “The Sweetest Story Ever Told” must have been one of those Sugary White Ones! ‘The reason we don’t emulate the Man ‘Who Reforms is that we're afraid he might think we're Stealing his Stuff! Most of us make the mistake of tm- a@gining that our jome Day" is an Ace in the Hole! We know some Primrose Paths that lead to Jungles of Jimson Weed! A Classy Wrestler loves to win out after he's had one shoulder Pinned to the Mat! Some of us become consideradiy | Griesied before we learn how much easter it is to KEEP out of Trouble than it is to GET out of It! Men who have HAD to remain Under | Cover know how much more fun there | 1s in Living out in the Open! } Most Troudle, when analyzed, is, found to consist of Four-fifthe Fear| and One-fifth Imagination! Gome of us, when we can’t Beat the Game, are pretty Uadle to Call it Crooked! | | The minute you're willing to admit | that the ‘They Can't Come Back!” Squeak means You, it does! | The Story of The Man Who never! Made a Mistake is always Told in the First Person! | — | We're all equal stockholders in the Time Trust—only some of us haven't the Time to remember it! ‘The man who can't take @ Joke has to stand for a lot of Jolts! ‘The most Chronic Procrastinators we know have that “DO If NOW!" eign over their desk: Don't Commence before you Concen- trate! When Happiness Is ‘‘On the Job” By Sophie Irene Loeb. RS, CHAMP ‘een VI CLARK new Speak’ wire of Representatives, Who will o oy a prominent position in the shington social set, Is very proud of the fact that she once tore @ prize at a Mis- eourt Fair FOR . MAKING THE BEST LOAF OF BRBAD. “after all,” said. Clark, “we are ei] humans made from the same equa.” So why draw distinctions between the bread baker, the bread winner or the Dread buyer? Fach ts necessary in the @cheme of things to ake up the grand whole. Each grain of WHEAT is need- @4 to sustain the entire STAFF. So the wee woman who fi Saturday baking, drawing the loa from out the oven with a sigh of rellef and looks LONGIN 3LY out 0” the win- @ow at the lady in the carriage passing Dy, need but @ moment to reflect that perchance that very woman envies her her bread-baking and her peace. And, in all truth, most often the heart of the woman who ° ‘es Is even as her bread—LIGHT AS A FEATHER, While the other in many cases exemp! es her fles the slogan that inceed not only the | head but the heart is heavy that wears the crown, Of course, Mra. Clark with her many tasks is not baking bread now, engaged es she ts in writing the histories of the @ounties in which she lived. Yet she Qooks back in the days of her domestic attainments as the HAP! .udT in her Ute, ‘This, too, proves not the ex-*ption Qut the RULE; that the woman who DOES THINGS tn the home precinct, when the occasion is offered, usually fits the NEED elsewhere even if she has kneaded tie bread once upon @ time, And many e@ dyspeptic husband wishes, perhaps, secretly, that the present emancipate’ lady of the hous had KNOWN HOW ‘o make a light tot. of the Hours of) As __ the bread win: Ras Wilson says, is the bread-winner who hath a JOB, for she may inherit REAL C**:— some day.” The bread wi resents a part of the earth amounting to 6,000,00) strong on this side of the Pond is the | golden grain that brings coin In the coffers; keeping the wheels of industry | on the MOVE day and night. That she brings in the sheaves REJOICING 1s exemplified by the provertial HAPPI- NESS that is forever reflected by the woman who has sometl.in~ "2 0 (or | 602: 7BODY, are you saying?) Her place 1s invuinerable, for tt be- epeaks SELF-SUSTENANCE, satisfac: | tion, INDEPENDENCE. Without the | bread WINNING woman we would have @ very dull time tndeed. Tor she must feeds perform HER part fn the en- femble quite as much must the bread-BAKER. As to the bread BUYER, why, blese! | | you, we are AL, bread buyers! Of) course, some of us may bo able to buy MORE than others. But at the sano time, we must realize that we can eat only #0 much, we may only have © CERTAIN amount of any MATERIAL thing. And there you are. | It all resolves itself into that continu: ous pursuit of happiness that you and [ and all of vs are reaching out to find And those of long experience must re- echo the answer that {t 1s all quite up to you and me, if we will, ACTUALLY to FIND ft quite tn our !mmediate vicinity. Therefore, the bread baker may not know the JOY of holding in her hand the pay envelope that spells PER- SEVERANCE, but she may win pleasure of taking the prize loaf. ‘The bread winner, in turn, may not be ab! to buy that costly “dream of a hi yet she may have the satisfaction of knowing that the modest little turban that covers her “crown of glory” rep- resents HER RBSPONSIBILITY for its | being Thus, an “it takes all kinds of people to mako @ world,” so each plays her part on the stage of success, No ona |need feel that he has “the worst of It.” | |The worst may paradoxically be the BEST. At any rate, the safe ruta, to be on the safe side, ts to do WELL and with cheer at least ONE of the three; and: BFE A BREAD BAKER, A BREAD IWINNER, OR A BREAD BUYED | Betty V Advice t A Girl’s Correspondence, M Y¥ dear girl spondence Girls should ance, wo is are very ei perry or unless #ay to each other, 1 cannot warn sending postal cardi or writing lengthy epistie e more than acquaint. to walt until you see # person ahd then to co: incent’s o Lovers do not carry on an unnecessary o with some young man of your acquaint. | write unless the not to young men young man in question {s a very old friend of the family the correspondents have something definite to Birls too strongly against the habit of toy men whom they have juat | to men who are actually | To vommence with, written evstood, It is far safer and misun sily Sinchen municate your thoughts by word of mouth, ‘And in tho second piace, a real correspondence, which has no other reason but the friendship of the parties concerned, 1s a more of less intimate thing, Long letters mean reai affection, and s0 the young gitl of dignity and nice wom- % does nor write ber anly feelin sure will understand them, Not Divorced. GIRL who signs her letter “LD.” A “i “1 am very much In love with @ married man who ts about to get a divorce. He has asi mo to marry him, What do you ‘hink )1 think you would ve watt 0 the young man actually ba: his divore before giving bin, a detinite answve He Loves Her. GIRL who’ signs her letter "B. A A." writes: “A young man has been calling on me steadily loved. me. However, nd has told me he spoken of eitier an engagement or ho has never When we go to parties he thoughts at le. 4 to men who she cannot o@/ | really pays more attention to me than he does to other girls, Do you think be really does care for me?” The young man had no right to tel! you he loved you without asking you to ; Marry him. I would not think of him | too seriousiy If 1 were you until Le does | | #0. | , \Is He Tall, | GIRL who signs her letter "L, EB." mengased * 4 man whois ‘Very tall, Lam very short. In consequence jour friends make » great ma Jokes | at our expense, Do you think the differ- ence in oir respective heights can tually affect our fut happiness? Certainly not. act love your flance because of his heart and brain avs be cause be !s either tall or shor Sotto Handy Andy e Copyright, 1011, by The Press Publishing © " MRS, PEPPER — BEAN, You'Re TRYING “TO TRACT THAT MAN'S AT. SENTION ! 1 YOU WANT To HEAR ANY MORE ABOUT YOURSELF. JUST os iThe Shell Game » Convrient HELLO “RED"= WHEND A Gtr BACK FROM THE SOUTH? wow ARE THE Giants? Lim BACKING TO WIN THIS NEAR sure! We were SAYING THe GIANTS CANT Possiper Lose THE RAG THIS YEAR WE'RE CACKING THAT Te! €G6,000 Bor, I’m JUST BACK FROM MARLIN AND YOU CAN GRASP IT FROM ME THE GIANTS CANT LOSE THIS Time ve Ser A FoRTUNE ON ‘Et, YOU SAw WHAT Goze BULGER Alo ,O1IONT YA? HE SAID THE New RECRUITS WERE A Poor Lor!! AND Tsay THAT THE OLD PLAYERS ARE GETTING OLDER PLAYER Every Day! wei etc go fur WHAT asour MATT} ( ? rs i Ry The Journal of a Ne with all my money, always striving to please him, more than rewarded by 4 Word of praise, By Alice 6YNOPSIS OF PREC Ndridge. NG CHAPTER, The wriver ise New dorw ucivws, wutrovvtei] Think how I would look at this gown much Tall Raat weaicly wpcial pea tal, ‘uaa? | fOr to-might's cotill n, if he were to ve Shave Guced woo o« | Chere; how 1 would wonder if he woul. to warry & tile, aud ee eututcta | uke it? Surely, he could not fall bu at oe, adinire, for it’ te lke a fairy rove ‘HAPTER stolen from fairyland, for which thy CHAPTER U1. queen now goes mourning. God, dei 112 house ts a perfect bower woven gold, with pale pink rose All has been arranged to rep- embroidered into It, and over all a door fe cobweb of finest lace, whicn L am sure = matey an arbor, | the spiders must have spun out o with ssaround the! pure love for some dainty sprite Who litde tables, on which great bunches | 44d eatrapped t hearts, Of luscloug hotchouse grapes hang. The| How 1 dream! How my Sdle fanc! tairy-like, bower | flow, adding but crueller pang to t sweeps the ceiling and twines with the | fealty, An, well, tue law of compen- grapevines around 3 tables. Each | S4t0n works, 1 have money, Jewels, tiny table seems lost in a spot brougit , OWNS and no one to love, while there from fairyland, Ob, 1 wish we great | the litle shop girl with her new frill clumsy mortals did not have to invade | of lace, will Le proud and happy when the place! he" admires i lying near fer soft, ‘The ballroom's walls are panetied in| dimpled neck, Yes, and ly tn the midst orchids, palo violet and deep purple | of all beauty, where everything is ones, W s balcony Where the | fit for a fairy prince and princess, 1 musicians cre floats @ beautitul stand alone, unloved, unsought, bus for flowery ¢ them, my money—— 1 am to wear an exquisite gown to-| Re , that to-night the Duke af night, I often look at the wonderful 1 leads the coullon Wika me Helothes 1 have and think how lke a rey eontra: ream come true it would be to ao dress, thinking he loves this color, to ra eae tine » full of my engage ment to the Duke of Ruther say to myself: “He admired evening.” ford, ‘And kiss it ax it leaves my hands, Zo 1 am afrald, 1 am atvaig, & plan exquisite creations, as 1 cond dol ghia they meay, it is but ap intuition, nig gOWn On me last rion pt te ‘ eer oe @ By Gene Carr (The Now York World), G A) VA-HA! I THOUGHT 80 MADAM ! You wer FLIRTING WITH HIM! HE'S STILL LOOKING! "LL Go BACK AND TEACH HIM SOME. MANNERS inst | WASN'T -SURE oF You_UNTIL 1 6AW. THE CARD !( ” awe be A Tragic Lesson |) i to Baseball Fans | By Will B. Johnstone} Woes WH, YOU POOR GINKS. THE GIANT CANT COP THE CHAMPION SHIP = “Bugs” wice CE OFF THE CART BY SuLY AM ANO YOU WATCH S/VOOGRASS PAL Down This SEASON = THEYL SHAVE MIS MUAUBER ALL "ROUND THe caecurns a WHAT ARE You BOYS So narPy AGouT. Anrwar? CRAB MATIYS Omer one WER, AND HE'S QOING TO T THE WELL TOO OFTEN, THEN CURTAINS City REDUCTION. PLANT | Nj Ttow Rua Biset \ tw | MERE ra] w York Society Girl } but still compelling, warning, that they | panelled Ubr: mean,to marry to him, This life] A fire w Kling upon the heart jas been bad, but that—can I survive it? | .nd sudde thing #* med radian tan 1 live it and not go mad? To be] the fain sun it wed, unloved, unioving—« brutal bargain | through the rich lace of the curt or tle and money, Now 1 can hope, | the wonderful vellum and gold of tho ven if it be but @ faint mockery of] D00ks, the softness of the rugs, t nat name, it is something to live for— |!uxurlousness of everything seemed, for Ut, great heavens avove, then there wili|the first ume in my life, worthy and }ve nothing. 1 am young, 1 want love} beautiful to ma I look e man and life, 1 want to know for myself 42d L know he found me ful; & ‘that there ts nothing b f 80 sweet tn | Kloried ‘a je fa te aa love's vouDe Giaans mon He looked a 4 y and steadily | 1 wilh not be cneated of my woman's | SUG there was : | Buti rave, 2 forge: Lam but @ bird Piss, t : 4 Jin gilded cage-yet since yesterday 1| a, , ‘ . |feel doubly bitter, Let mo tell what| was or : aET ‘ happened, a slignt thing, but— Haaarar " ‘ I went downstairs during the after-| mountain be F 1 ug stranded | he hall, he upper ser-|#lave in market place and for once vants are always frightfully rude, I Unrilled as any young girl mig thrill; have noticed, to any one who has not e wari blood steal into eart, oney or rank, J liked his looks; in a bol 4 glamour « yous Vague way he reminded me of mie o and sung mar a that far distant @ay Ww ved the girl with the gray puste, saw eyes and the blowing golden curls, and acieterriad By eh I felt @ Uitte warm spot around my Pe It quite startiod me; it ls usually | onl a sald and bik > tn all music fled, all 1 asked him what he wished; why I 11 1 do not x red that he had come to see mother on business, She as nut in,” J said, ‘Is there any- thing 1 cau do for yout Come in here,” Ani 1 led the way 1010 the dark cas | bars be are bar 1 the pr my heart ‘9 killing mel do not know-I did poy know before how cruel they werel (Te Be Continued.) aie. Friday. March 17, 1911. The Phantom ; Of the Opere By Gaston Leroux | The Most Daring “Sensation Nevel’’ of the Century EDOOTIOOIDDIGOSS . e 111, by the Bobbe-Merrid Coy (Copyright, SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS, st de Chagny lore Christine Daae, « beaw- ‘opera &reatly confused, were becoming mor and more entangled: an It seomed as | everything was beginning to tura around him, around the reom, around that extraordinary good lady with the white balr and forget-me-not eyes, hg = Nod teh know! | know | ean!’ | wo ele vee dee iz hoa happy Jaugh, “But wi hig obedience to. this request, “The Pans | y Ghers House, where ‘Chriating Argh, is haunted, | YOU come near me, Cr te aya | WHER you wi @ little voy? Give me the eul te ong? | our bunds, as when you brought me MlGE | the swory of litue Lotie, which Daddy Daae had told you. you, M. Raoul, Christine too!" “She is fond of me!” sighed the young I am very fond of you knew, And so i | man, He found a uifficulty in collecting | his thougnts and oringing them to beer jen Mamma Valerius's “good genius,” om we ena The mancaore | {Re Angel of Music of whom Christine y ait, in Hox 6 that | had spoken to him so strangely, om the death's head whiga he hud seen in a fort of nightmare on the high alter at Pertos and also on the Opera ghost Whose faine had come to lis ears one ning When he was standing behind scenes, Within hearing of a group of iitters who were repeating the | @hastly desoription which the banged HAT tragic evening was bad|™an, Joseph Buquet, bad given of the for everyboly, Cariotta fell | €N08t befure nis mysterious deatm, iM. As for Christine Daae,| ou’ bint uae Gurnee ptr 4 she disappeared after the per- sede mabe wadame?t” formance, A fortnight elapsed | | | | CHAPTER VIII. | The Mysterious Brougham. | | | “She used to speak of you ev day.” Guring which she was wecn neither at| “Resilg? ©* © and what did she rib the Opera nor outside, i@ told me that you had made her Raoul, of course, wa to be |, “Siig told | asto dat the prima donna’s absence, | spe terete to Wer at Mine, Valerlus's flat | At U0 #00d old Indy began laugh / and received no reply, His grief in | qroe-ueattedly. Raoul sprang from hie } chink abl He Mndeal ey ~| chair, Musing to the temples, sum | creased and he ended by being seriously | agoules, pies, suffering i seelng her name on “Waust’ was played al at neve the programme. without her, One afte What'a this? Where are you gotag* Sit down again at once. will yout * * Do you think I will let you go * * © If you're angry wil laughing, I beg your pardom After all, what has happened your fault. * Didn't you know? * Did you think that Christine was free? e * & “Is Christine engaged to be married ?* the wretched Raoul asked, in @ choking of like that? f noon he went to the man: agers’ office to ask the reason of Chris ne's disappearance, He found them | both looking extremely worried, Their o®n friends did uot recognize them; they had lost ail thelr gayety and apitics, | 1 ng (ue stage with | caveworn brows, p: ey were eee heads, | "Why not Ww: eee cheeks, as though pursued by some) a, well as 1 ao that Christing soviaet abominable thought or a prey t some! marry, even if she wanted tol” @ © © y ent # of fate But I don't know anything about itt ‘The fail of the chaudelier had tnvolved | * * * And why can’t Christine marry?’ them In ne i pons oiliiy; bue it, “Because of the Angel of Musi ef was difficult to 1 speak about | course!” © ° © Jit. Tue inquest had ended in a verdict | nent Soltey oe Yes, he forbids her tov # ¢ © “He forbids her! * * * The Angel of Music foruide ver to marry!" © “Oh, he forbids her—without forbid- ding her. It's like this: He telle her that if she got married she would never hear him again, That's all And thet he would go away forev ald caused by the wear 1 tear the chains by which the iundelier was hung trom the cetling; was (he duty of both the eld and Managers to have discovered rand war and Wo have remedied ew we Une, . #0, you And L feel bound to say that MM.|undersiand, she can't let the Angel of Mochard and Moncaarmin at this time} Music go. I quite natural.” ap,cured so changed, s0 absent-auded,| “Yes, yes," echved Raoul submisstvely, | £0 mysterious, so incemprenensibie twat) ite natural.” |:nany of the suvscribers thuught that . L thought Christine had told a At even more horrivie (aan th at wien sie met you at Per. \ tail of the cha must have af-| ros, Where she went with her good H | fected their state of mind. | genius.” ' In their | “Oh, she wont to Perros with her good showed tiemselves very Impationt, ex. | ge did she? 5 een Mine, Giry, who had ‘been ‘hat is to say, he arranged to mee | | reine in her tunctious, And thelr! ber down there im Perros churchyard ; | rece of the Vicomte de Chany, /4t Dawe's gra He promised to play } i » to ask about Che! ® her ‘2 Resurrection of y om was dial, They merely | her father’s violin! vone 4 | tuld hin that taking a holiday.) Raoul de Chagny rose and with oad | how long the holiday wae (9F, | authoritative ait pronounced these pare 7 vey replied curtly that It wae for emptory words: i d poriod, ag Mile, Dawe bad | stadium, j . c you will have the goodness ve of absence for reasons oe fie iden that genius lives. ! ee Ne old lady did not seem s } fs 1 & r urprised } n sho 4s tit!" he ered, “What 19) ge this indiscreet command. She raised q J the ma with her eyes and said: i dont know vt you send the doctor of the “In heaven h simplicity baffled him. He ata not know what to vay in the presence of | this candid and » t faith n> gentus who came down nig from heaven te haunt the dressing rooms at the ope He now realized the possibl “pt ra to see her? ot ask for him; and, took her word. hullding a prey to the thoughts. He resolved, ¢ e she did ust her, nivst Ce: to go and inquire of | ta Memos Valerian 6 ant emuvred the|™ind ofea girl brought up Nevaeh strong. phrases In Chris letter, far- | SUperstitious Addler and a «'-ionary old lg him to make any attempt to, /a@dy and he shuddered when he though: her, But what he hed seen at 7, ie caneeoatiens. of be = pe hat he had hearé behind the} stil @ rt ‘groom door, his. conversation asked suddenly, In spite of imeslt. bes Christine at the edge of the moor| “I swear it, a I hope to be saved!* him suspect some pinchaale ee i ioe, a4 Pb bear brs tch, devilish though it might be, wemed to be tncen: ni none the leas human, |¥ou doubt tt, sir, I don't know what yeu a hichly strung Imagination, |are here for Ah te and creduious mind, | Raoul tore at his gloves, ‘ education which had sur-|, “How jong has she known ¢hap ted her childhood with @ circle of } Ren’ (is, the constant brooding over her| “About three months, © © © Yes, tts ead father ‘dove ally the state Quite three months since he Began to of sublime ecstasy into which music ner lessons. threw her from the moment that thls — threw up his arms with rt was made manifest to her in cer- ure of despair, tain exceptional. conditions, asin the| | "The genius gives her lessons! © « © yard at Perros: all this A nd where, pray? constitute @ moral ground| “Now that she has gone away with 0 fav for the mal tyhim, T can't say; but, up to a fortnight \ of some mysterious and un- | aga, It was tn Christine's dressing-room, terupilous perso: It would he Imposstile | Agri of om was Christine Daae the vie-|The whole house would bear them, tim? This was the very reasonable Whereas, at the Opera, at elght o’clook question which Raoul put to himself iin morning, Uh sno one abou, as he hurried off to Mamma Valerius. do you see lie tr Las ner Vicie fat) “Yes, Dae! I see!" cried the viscount nt Notre-Dar Victoires | And he hurriedly took leave of Mme. ° 1 rald whom | Valeri who asked herself if the on con Christine's |young nobleman was not a little off hip | ym one He asked | head |if ho H k to Mma. Vaterluy, | He watked home to his brother's house He was told that she il in bed and in ay tiful tate i ra have struck u ne ral are. himself, bange s head against the ease," he sala, |Walls! To think that he had believed naa and showed in her innocence, in het purity! The nt shed | An of Musi He knew him now! h portraits of|He saw tim! It was beyond a doubt 1 Daae hung oa #ome unspeakable tenor, a good-looking Jackanapes, Who mouthed and simpered ur le vicomte to |as he sang! He thought himself as abe ervant surd and as wr as Don what a miserable, little, 1 1 * y man was Mf Chagn ught Raoul furiously. And Raoul was ushered |she, what 4 buld and damnabiy sly crear om, where he wt once | ture! niged the good, Kind face of Chris-| His brother was waiting for him and re ae # in the seml-darkness | Raoul fell > his arms, like @ child. alcove. Mamma Valertus's hair | The count consoled him, without asking w quite white, but her eyes had | for nations; and Raoul would e ; der; never, on the contrary, | tain ve long hesitated before tely had their expression veen so bricat, #0 | him the story of the Angel of Muste, adie a brother suggested taking him out to 1 de * cred gayly, put- | dinner, Overcome as he was with de tin er visitor, | pair, Raoul would probably have rer A ite tha dou here! | fused any tnvitation that evening, if e'e'* We can talk of the count had not, as an tnducem Hast sentence sounded very | told him that the lady of his thoug ly in the young man's ears, He a n seen, the night before, ix at on company of the other sex in the Bots, M © © where ts Christine?” | © At tirets the viscount refused to bee A replie in| eve; but he received such exact de ' good is!" tails that he ceased protesting. She aad Wha lee exclaimed Raoul.) been seen, It appeared, driving tin @ v the Angel of Mu | prougham, with the window down, 8! acount ped into @ chatr,! geemed to be slowly taking in the ley ? Christine was with the Angel of| night alr. There was a glorious mooa M Jud there lay Mata Valertug shining. She Was recognized beyond @ i » wniling to him and putting her doubt. As for her companion, only Dip { to hor lips to warn him to bel shadowy outline was distinguished jient. And she added: Teaning back in the dark. The “You must not tell anybody! was going at a whlking pace ine “You can rely on me,” sald Raoul, drive behind the grand stand as Long He hardly knew whac was saying, for his idvas #vout Christine, already (To Be Continued.) * tir -————