The evening world. Newspaper, March 24, 1911, Page 23

Caught With the Goods # # by “Crite” WA AML be The Prem Pubttening Co. The New Pork World GUESS 2 NEED SOME FEATHERS NQOBLAY INSUN' WITH + The Jarr Family A Kysverrous Man Is Ra:ning Mr. Jarr’s Credit ! As the Creatt Was Feeble. it Is Sheer Crue:ty } | < TO LIke To Give A PARTY - SOME EVENING BUT I DON'T Copyright, 1911, by The Press Publishing Co, (Ihe New York World). \ WANT THE OL FOLKS ain't so? er these own friends and rela-, know as much on} 1 you, But don'd} By Roy L. McCardell. ee mayve ts 80 and ma ft ain't safe to Nit no stran 66 OUR brother-in-law was just n | days. Hit your Y here. Is he all right eked | tons, because Gus, the proprietor of the cafe| them as they ki on the corner, =| Mit_no stranger “1 have noj Just then brother - in-law," | dealer, satd | hinidt, the delicatessen | ani joined Mr, Jarr. you are having a Dut r house to-night mit ¢ f that 1 know of, thought! He; “But your cousin, what wanted to ‘nang, Sith you, comes into my sto put 1) dered Swettzer kase and rye Jet him and then he gets two hot- Reet. Mt CARDELL ar WM. bd ain't your brother e 40 cents Mr. Jarr laughed. >» cousin and there's z = Dutch supper at my Rouse to-night,” | OH GRANDMA, DON!’ ) ‘What ore you tuking about? he : YOU WISH YOU HAD Wi ; said Mr. Jarr Y 3 War aske a ell yout have no brothers} 1g.¢.9h!"' said Girs, who had been peer- BAR non nae Hi aw “no one a written order. ling intently over Ka | 4 NO , Iam not stuck for anything, even iflints tue street, “Hfere comes that teller | Pare o.te0ss wee) you are again! Hide behind the icebox and we'll YOu Ane 6 CONT WANT “But the written order says tf he ain't | \ ANB GRANDPA. } \ good for it you are,” sald Gus, "So, a Jarr and Schmit hid det ? ho atn't good “Let me see Gus produced {t rift, you pay m |icevox, and the mysterious r e written orde: ran who had been haunting wl came fnto Gusts plooe This isn't genuine,” sald Mr. Jarr. Hello, helle!”” he sa Yes, it is," said Gus, ‘I seen pim hard feelings! N write it." Fill this bottle with « was a forgery,” | “By golijes! He's emr repited Mr. Jarr. you saw him |¢sar!" erled Schmid: write it you must have stopped to think | Ut | @ moment and realized tt wasn't my| Gus in sullen silence (hat writing.” the coming storm filled the i Have T ever geen your wetting?" | ("6 Strang asked Gus “Who was this. party Jarr, “You. know it's about my being responstb! \ “DT supp ain't,” said Gus with| 2) a sigh. “But he got the drinks before 1) pir axed for a Ww rh and as hela was a stranger {n't want his . 80 1 him to strite yours.” | t the vin- was peeking | Then you knew ft put it in his inside pocket, it was a flat pint tottle Now, please,” said Gus, “the money.’ And he produced the nigntstic kept under the bar eft to Mr, strange Gus sho stranger sn rile and pi y, very asked Mr. nonsen! rs account," his head resol ed and bro! n the bar. he satd a What sort of a look Her wars nd “Why, he a red 1 Ge !" orled Gus crape on his ha But in their haste Mr, J and Mr ir was Dinkston! No,|s al each other and be Copyright, 2011, by the Bote Merritt Coy | ture Gus. ck t \ didn't get the « Ba i cs tine said to Raoul d Daily Magazine, Friday, March 24, 1911. : sun, drifted slowly by, andy Let George Do It! w By George McManus Copyright, 1911, by The Pree Publishing Oo. (The New York World). TELL MISS | FIF IgM are” ay ou. WERE? / GOTOA DANCE WITH ME TONIGHT WILL You? ' CANT GO WITHOUT A CHAPERON, WHO BEAT THAT! COULN WE GET Reflections ofa % & & - Bachelor Girl BESS.MERES AQUARTER] By Helen Rowland FOR YOU, ANG DON'T) 4 Se ak sie : Ravine ASOUT Copyright, 1911, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New-Teus West, TH GOING To. 4 FTER all, the moat vital “question of the day” to any women ie “Will you marry. mem” From the way im which the uptodate women i going in for cigarcttes and euch things it would pear that her ambition is not to be “as good as a man” but as bad as a man. ; 4 Even dyspepsia never spoiled @ man's relish for @ Moly epiced flirtation, | a 4 Down with the bachelor tar! If anything on earth would make a man prize hia freedom more than ever it would be putting @ real money value on it. 4 IT DIDN'T Funny what a vast source of education a perfectly braintess little baqoleuel aU 4 thing oan be to a lot of wise and intelligent men, ; It ts dificult to dectde whether the most trying part of married life is having your husband go out in the evenings or having him round the | house in the mornings. Love may make people blind, but, to fudge from the average “devoted” pair, it 1s apt to make them go round with @ mtoroscope hunting for flawa in one another. . | Some people are never satiafed unless they can get two éollers’ for one; but a New Yorker ts perfectly eatiefied if he can get half @ doUlar's worth for two. In the matrimontal market all goode bearing foreign titles ere olay marked C. 0. D. F By Gaston Leroux Author of *‘ The Mystery of the Yellow me | dressing-room at mid-| as exactly. He will be wattnig for iw diningroom by the. lake | place which you filed im my |[Mttle of the music of heaven.’ 1 @am‘t ce was lent. I] know how lt was that Cartotta at@ get viet to it, bit {t ad not reply; T}eome to the theatre that night nor why “ r nut In_vain, [| Was ealled upon to sing in her stead, ° good. ;bnt I sang with rapture T bad dear! © * * | known af felt for a desperate |as i my soul were leav my body * this time, jt eturn.! milition. Tt ry who} “Oh, Christ! said Ttaoul, "my heart be Soon we shall ¢ her and fa . eign to whieh ft maid: ‘AWW » Is Jeal- | quiver “ ht at every accent of thon the clouds, to the end of the w eemed to that anocher steh, be- | ra ous!’ Anc that, d evealed to | your v saw the tears stream dows and then you will leave me, Raoul, But!» a her, veplied. the Angel's s volea which I] ma that I toved vou 4 |e ecks and T wept with you. How e f, when the moment comes tor you to] jin! you heart’ Ja expecting and which my yaa pristine ator 1 a nid har head | 60 Hd you sing, sing like that while crys s 9 ne away, J refuse to go w 47 No, suid Raoul, “f heard nothing. Vrom that thine onward the votce and| for a moment did felt mysetf fainting.” said Chrtetin e t t y ] ni Cc e n S§ uu must carry me of by fo i It t# t00 terrible,’ she confessed, “to area end It ask ‘e| not fee, didn perceive . svement, |" a eyes When I opencd ti i, you afraid that you will change/he always trembling iike thist © @ © . In 4) at a few pa from t ", f the >> | you were by my side. But the voice ws your mind, Christine?" And yet we run no danger here, we are ito k the app Ing shadow of t at bla nes, a (ere also, Raoul! | was afraid for your “T don't know,” #he said, shattog her|at home, in the sky, in the open alr, 1 h f dressi shadow ‘ ne sol sake would not recognize heed in an odd fashion mont And she ‘He Is a de red Advice to Lovers| nd nestled in {Mkt birds cannot bear to look at the} have heard the voice, of what Is arms with a moan. “I am afraid The sun is flaming; ugh 1 one D nea at it 1 jaugh when you r ou had picked up my those | tified th jaun. T have neve | Night seen him by 4 °° tt must be awful! ¢ A | i ® sald Raoul. | wit no decet er HIs is a Nitle sern to the parents of some of the now Oo} to ve with bim/on, the frst time I saw him! °° ¢ 7 ainchiere Lin be hesalv ine th young people who for advice dita sas ve, rise | OME nat he wan aoing to ate accompa by & must ' seats See More partiowiarly it is aon to the mothers and F “What compels you to go back, Chris | “Wh asked Rao ft 4 ‘ sy Aaa do ce PP ay Pa brig 7 ; CHAPTER XII | tine? the aspect which thte © wall and wonderfuly w rhe] plainly that, t6 E must bestow | leest S00" Sie any First, let me ask @ question. How many of you parents If I do not go back to him, terrible © was talking, , e 1 1 on enrt s nothing for the ade me: ee , - ecw vad ae tot » ek to bh ene ally Koow! the Mind’ of men eho are oslllag a0’ your Apollo's Lyte. pat 9% But Toma's || nerktee | Ae BD Re ga |? ‘ ‘ xo hack ven, 1 said to the daughters? Do you, who are fath: bother to look up the} < 1 can't do it, © © © L know one ie tie fat . A Pd an mi oe 1 am going @ man when he firet comes to call? Or N this way they reached the sorry for peaple wh ve ne one in pain,” maid!) " Hf sea ha tad: and nM Perros tommorrow, to pray on my remembor to go into the parlor where Papin Sonshine: pee 9 een tit he la to! Raoul, “Perhaps some one has been > A Twas n of my de- | Sener a Gee OO 3 nen ome e vamesiies Sons Sie Ibs Sth apie esa an a awalion Aer tha time ig and |e” pa im . Caney fo, 50 sith a e swept the em: 4 da. and, do no ‘4 s lense, a a ‘¢ attitude of your daughter's young men eS ' ie i$ with Me} Jb can't say," Christine confessed. t whe kk I eva) with 7 shat Pate air ‘ - domes and the triangular pediment Voice, And he will drag mae with him his slghe. Still, if you a ae areas le a ¥ 3 and, Wenge expect your children ‘to have the sane feted ae 3 nderground, and go on his knees de: f : you are stil worthy of me, If you have ought you, It is your ph to | breathed freely over Paris, the whole with his death's head. And v r, was kei ’ ey of which was en at work be- help them. » Know the kind of friendships your il tell me that he loves me! A nod Up and looked around | not lied to me, will play you the Mamma Va- (tha I | were qutt nth 1 a 4 : Res ‘tion of Lazarus, on the etrol ) 7 . va low. ho will ery! Oh, those tears, Raoul! \. J on hd wes § of miduight, on your father’s tomb any Ran OR ARM RRLEEH 8 ogee & eng «way tamara | fhe called Raoul to come quite close | toro tears in the two biaok eyesockets ead fof, They eat down hi ‘ , hy a gg on your father's violin? them from unhapp jto her and they walked side by aide! of tno death's head! COE aac be ltl mie Auelit anything, Tid alt/me. Whateve ened, your position | "Tat: dear, was how I came to welte f, along the streets, the leaden |! tears flow as: | . rsyare Jove nears ‘fe Vait Data hee arena ; Jats toe | You the letter that brought you to Her Faren's. | Has Tired. Wr eiiea) Gat \ibeked a, Abels tah anguish, |“! for three monthe | that ¢ leaked. it asin SWeMiy end | 16 acolel cat nnlate +"! Perroa, How could I have been so be- MAN who signs his letter] GIRL shens her letter “V. A." | shapes in the huge tanks, full of stag- eart 4 Fig i eS boas Fag eta Nepean Pere nica hin core ton tpape | uted? ‘How was it, when T saw the "BB" weltes | writes nt water, where, in the hot weather eR was singing ot pe was then that T/than a er to me bvor woull | Personal the selfish point of view of heer : Spline have been engaged for seven| in” q sl AEN badt = t aeatcdr etd Ce ar rue yey Pera play OPE Mies anu! Waeue eget ieee +| the Voice, that I did not suspect seme an 1 PONE tue cae ive, Daan onemed for Seven! ing jlitle boys of the ballet. s score oan ‘l ; jveu for the first sme one be Ang |imposter? Alas, [was no longer mia: wna and anx a rv, What ea Bint ne. » so, learn to swim and dive, ° eae @ house. M 4 tAnd t car, was whe 1 refused | tress of myself; I had become big wish to know 4 hen 1 asked| phe shado 4 followed behin ay, then | my. dress 1 r hin ’ her parents’ consent to our we # tired of e says he ts rhe an ie. ‘ tow a Be ing m Leo nt fina the voice out | w : t n " « t Ou | Oe ten ot: esek Raoul, Go to the young father and tel] | ft, but he goes to dances without me Ly Reda TPs UTS her hei room, whereas it went on | fortunately was there before stage aga Ke Mea . D and calls on other girls two children little suspected ite - Unless the young man feels he ean|ence when they at last sat down, trust-\to9 cruel * * © Jet him hear me sin, He will then either give you his COM jynit nis attentions to you you shoukl! ingly, under the mighty protection of to-morrow evening * * * and then w \fent or his reasons for withholding it, break your engagement. Apolly who, wit a great bronze him you wish to marry his daughter, ry es- will go away. You must come and this 4ifference, that it wee as beautify for keeping our story » . i vteadily Inaide. And it not only eang,|me and soon noticed, by my air, that|while, the hours during which the voice 3000 came to know the ¢ruth! but {t spoke to me ana answered in. othing hac happeried. It asked what taught me were spent ina divine frenay, | ded You not at once rid yourself ef thal questions, like & real man's voice, with the matter and I saw no reason until at last the volce said to me, ‘You! seminable mightmare? ret or conceal- ean now. Christine Daae, give to men @ (We Be Continued.) as N