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s. ; a The Evening World Daily Magazine, Friday, Mareh 31, 1911. ‘‘Them Was HELLO Smet! WHAT You cot? oN, Inv Oo You Rememeer. @& You CLIMBED BACK & | PusHeo You \ ickeo You ON THe SHiINs— rin HAY HAY Ho! He! i] the Happy Days!" & 4 Copyright, 1911, by The Press Publishing Co, (Th.New York World). MIN HOLE DOWN 8Y OFF AGAIN @& You CLIMED BACK & ce! Tat was Funny! J pol ont Ageia THe SO AmORE 7 “Remeber THE (|| PUSHED You OFF AGAIN & Then You \ SEE! THA Nie caw 1 s— dwt! Trem | — IRet oA, ice UTE. MAN { Tie WE MADE TG a anaren wnrtal |] SOU" COT THRE Savery YOU B |) Gr Then |. Tok You Back | |was sufe THE Got? |} SURE ALE + viper aress PRovo” oF You!||| fusren. Yen Oe "ATM "Cuneo" \|| & | CHAN You GnunT nek } pe rane You MH Twe cA | \ouD Times, Mast MEE] ETS SHAKE SR eee wie R FACE eM a — Hat tA _ a 11{ “Bree a 1 Pusned You OFF AGAIN)|( PUNCHED You ae | AGAIN— HA! HAHAL- —— ; + y Sayings of * % % % Let George Do It! es - “Cheer Up, Cuthbert!” Mrs. Solomon ce a Ge ene one a tae What's the Use of Being Blue? There Is a Lot of Luck Left. Being the Confessions of the ——————— 3 i DERE WAS A LADY VLU RET 11'S ONG By Clarence L. Cullen Seven Hundredth Wife end SAY ON DE PHONE AND OF THOSE SUFFAAGETTES, ‘4 z fOULL BE RIGHT SHE'S COMIN’ IN TELL HER i'm OUT | Copsright, 1911, by The Prew Publishing Co, (The New York Worth, Teaustuied By Helen Rowland DOWN To SEE TO SEE you' | WHEN SHE CALLS! aie THE BOSS?" aly ‘The Hure-Saw figures that if TT 1s| ‘The most Btncere Chap we ever tr Trin d, WE are often Was misjudged because he Staked Not: * Poiks to a Pishy Mand@-Shabe! It'a peasibie to Go to the Mat WITH- OUT Teking the Count! where, but —_ Heepining loses tt) some of us have wasted a whole sell tn @ BwOMP. ior of Time trying to Get From Ww tre, Under when Nothing was Going to astre} A vthe Drop! r HIE ight lean Appetizer for thes t= the ome who Bucks the Hardest over lishieg we * is ‘a Bean his Copzright, 1911, by The Pres Pui Feast iening @ Jeane for Pat . Ce. (The New York World) Verily, verily, he is a man that hath been born in Keokuk, or Boston, or Pottstown, and hath found his way OUT. And, in the process, hia nerves have become hardened, and his emotions Sovered with cast-iron; but his nails and his accent have acquired much Polish. Pa Behold, I have travelled in many lands, and observed men, their ways @nd their by-ways; but, elscwohere, have I scen naught like unto HIM! He ia a buyer of wine and scorner of water, and “the chorus girl's de- Nght’ For he ts more easily “worked” than a Sunday supple - ss my Daughter, what is a NEW YORKER? Repenting gets 80 Rome of the Fel who tell you that they*ve Got your Number coahin't pass . ifthe Primer Clase in Arithmetic nt pusele, He knoweth all the ways of making money; but of making LOVE he Path forgotten the first rudiments and lost the knack. For to! he regardeth it as a waste of TIME, and despiseth ANYTHING [hat cannot be bought with money, even a kiss. 1 see pati ‘The Rulge of the Bure-Enough Lohster foellng Uke @) wer the Lend Variety lp that be ean Rogrow Lost Claws! shin, In by the Dope Rnowe Do You } ; A neha e Pume Duets. for; @ulteag Hte pet abhorrence is CHEAP man! DEN. WHO WILL : BELIEVE patpegtcstli tat oy: Hie idea of muste and drama is a “Girly-Girly Show,” and his idea of SE $ 2 i tN WOMEN The plug Self-Svmpathy 1s Seratched pele ‘vt and Literature soareth not beyond the comic supplement of the Sunday E HER , VOTING ? bbb diate nar iebissasice | derma Ladera, Mion 2 en oe We never become 80 habituated to | — P. Yet he knoweth ALL the viands on a French bill-of-fare by heart; and Missiing Qur Cues that we forget to) We've eeen a Let ef Action around of the ordering of a dinner he is a fine artist! as hhc dE ee ee oe eee eee bi] * He careth not what his friends think of him, neither what his enemies | 7 of him. For lo! he feareth neither Heaven nor man, nor automobiles; ¢ only TWO things in all the world; even the newspapers, and the opinion his WAITER. In Nis house he keepeth a “show-piece” and a decoration, which he eth his “swife.” and which he meeteth occasionally at the breakfast table But in his office he keepeth a blond shorthand maiden, who is his comfort Und his solace. i} For, lo! there is something about ong cocktail that maketh him want Another the moment he hath swallowed it; and there is something about bne woman that maketh him seek another the moment he hath married her Verily, verily, atl the ways of a New Yorker are wonderful! For to! when he dicth, if he hath been good, he goeth unto RECTOR'S; but if h hath been wicked, he goth unto PHILADELPHIA, Yet, 1 went upon a long journey, among the highbrows of Boston, and the dandics of Paris, and the johnnics of London; and, behold, the BEST ~ ni 48 thing I saw in ail my travels was the first NEW YORKER, I believe, upon Sometimes when we've theught we were Perplexed, we were merely Pur-| The Bogle Man gets away with His blind! Bluffs beceuse fe's rarely asked to Show ate Mist! Make a Start even if they pull a a the Recall Flag on you! Every time we feel Whe Bieming Folks we take « Peek in the Glass, and Leaders of Men are Natural-Born | then, somehow, we dope it out that they Laughers! sure must heve just as Geod an Excuse | as we ourselves always have! Some mighty Sanctimonious Sinners | et oritical junctures tn our affairs have xuded that crack that we ougtt to be jelther a Man or @ Mouse! | You can be Brief without dering ‘Tho man who inaists upon the Bows | » ; signing a Col t wit him generany | Presque! All the Members of the Self-Kiaders’ | League wear Idea-Proof Helmets! te By Gaston Leroux I fil down and worshipped his clean-shaven chin: I rejoiced in his abite| Aathor of ** The Mystery of ‘ellew Room,”* ette ie to “wear clothes ;" his shoulders and his necktie were a relief unto mine yes! Yea, after the OTHERS, he looked GOOD to ME! Hon would ‘bave made. them roar with leasw then! tot > Wen pee ata eS |liughter af they had not caught #lcht undoubtedly fired at Erik. Why bad ‘of @ face so sorrow-stricken that they he not killed tim? The monster had Te at once selzed with pity. It wax tlerapout like a cat or a the Vied ‘verybody knew that also | the very mites with the ‘'p of the gutterspout © © © Ne é £ 2 EI * PRECEDING CHAPTE ay Jovs aiid 1 Joved by ¢ te Raoul de Chagny. CHAPTER XV. Betty Vincent’s|. with him? H+ Itea sald Gabriel, “I never naw ubt Erik was at that time contem- e wi it bri: , ine! tome decisive step agnimet A d vice to I overs}: Ne In you did soo Mt, Gabrtel, for you went Christine? Christine! at he had been wounded and } ard, didnt | reler and Mother Gtry to Mer ped to turn against poor Chris. > ck cler's Nee ince then, ya and Mer Ine instead. f aM, | cier have heen seen, but no one hae seen : Such were the cruel thoughts that M ‘ | bavoted Raoul as he ran to the singer's Ru‘es for a Call, Seer eel iyi bath alantaene Frtk, He no tonger doubted | harnted Raout 1 upon a girl in the igh Age nt was ¥ fee Calin eae the almost supernatural pow: | USChetaeine! Chrlatine \ | Moe: and x the offlon can es of the Angel of Music, In this do-| Bitter tears scorched the boy's eye t ten, supposed to} ou saw b e scoundrels! | main of the ©: in which he had eet jids ay he saw scattered over the furni- lite frequent tell the girls t know what! front | o t » bis empl And Raoul rushed on ture the clothes which his Deautiful advice that they she not per Oe Ae & tof this singular conver- | the stage in a mad ft of love and de-, bride was to have worn a: the hour of G:aintance to make calls ard.” M " 4, all out of breat : thelr fight. Oh, why had she refuse@ 4 Girl doos n « wit ” . oyed with the threaten- v toyed with the aim monster's hei Why, in a final ac- oss of pity, had @he insisted on flinging, i8 @ last sop to Liat demon's soul, her aa he felt that sire ‘ him fram the depths of ut for her to #a that for him to do so, J ime and not 1 girl's | divine song 8 who work w Y rougi the frail boards “Holy angel, In Heaven blessed, i day y aie (atte Aheee health ae ated him from her, Me bent My spirit longs with thee to rest!” ve plenty of rest at night ‘ from the etiqu f the t 4 e listened, * © * be wan-! Raoul, bie throat filled with sobs, fa @ Kindness for the friends of a working girl not to 4 a ca scribera: wer sy ened his hand; Remy and « Uke @ madman. oaths and insults, fumbled awkardly at ure. od. ' lescend {nto that pit the great mtrror that had opened one . » Snawone aninua’ ’ ed Ren a4 entrance of which Dight before his eyes to let Christine ‘ - y i sated Mtiag SAR aioe ne ' muttered Gabriel, | was closed to him, * * © for the Pass to the murky dwelling below. He nother Gir! It Was My Fault h ’ : apy jw tho plage were BURhed, Pressed, groped about, but the Me MAN w ar ' ; ‘ naa wan ‘ : de them all three | jenni fo one and all that night! @!&%® apparently obeyed no one but GIRL who signs her letter "N.C." bas “ites , < hat they nana are eat eT oa Erik, * © © Pcchaps action were writes: ae desis ana Mae: . haa . tlemen. Could FIA not enough with @ glass of that kind? “A young man calls on me an :| Daye ing for some Pulanie pou lhave said) uit ngs go) ‘inca leans Christine Dane { Pe aug Perhaps he were expected to utter cer- ‘ i i time upon ' with vd \ 4 um os ae oy eee caked Catatel | ts opti of jusness of the efr- | They made fun of him, They tho tain words? When he was a little boy to care for ime, However I 68} in tnve. 1 nis t e enres for 'y Dns FET ee PRR erg arora fey ho What do you meant” asked Ganrt r ‘brain was gone he had heard that there were things fim with another girl, When I sp Lat we clateeliod and ik Was Is mtd @ 40 have pean 70u te m9 : z — ae eGkt inal aaa rough what | that obeyed the spoken word! fo btm abdut this he gave mes v Py rth : Bb dat — ‘ : eages of mystery. and darknesy Suddenly Raoul remembered some- y excuse, Do you think I s f ; ough i h I G da S Ta Laat ieae ae about a gate opening tnto the ae Re 7 ri sa The Day’s Good Stories J i Pirie inte pines As long as you are not engaged to e4 - py Ne nnn . W - A eet c x@ young man you have no-r cpl et ’ gina ¢ ake tempt to make him limit } at ss mania Team Work, 1 8 8 Wy ms to you. He has every 1 He Loves Her, 1 f bag tae ae My ot ” ' ai the ‘ . ers 8 a 8 A ares to. A rok “Nope sp aro, Gee why raph 7 a Bich } iS fl Outside tn the street he passed his f S ceavkt ania tits . oR gave arn, Mercier astgh and! “And t won't let any one touch goon afte thorn ‘ “Fr trembling han¢ Another Girl. ’ w pn the a Lamy ARYA BFiDs MORTONE A OAD BRA Al on fit of wrme of the local re Peeled am Pkg) my Pary : GIRL who signs her letter “L. J ve ‘i \ . jabriel’s eye, said nothing « ? Have you noticed that they a =o yt ri ll ave known that Chris a bars © ¢ © w those they? °° @ w I ol aya Ty s responatbtl- t any one touch them? That ts Per @ reviled, "My brother does t im false. What @ Vengeance would be Or there? © © © Or could tt be that c “A young man called on me *? ! {0d her utes passed farsln the aubject. hie! air hole? * * * He plunged his ses \teadily for some time, but lately he ! Me pearing: and >_— ; ' ’ A) And Raoul thoughy again of the vals less eyes through the bere, * * * How r 0 trl and seems more int 1 as e 1 It no longer. $20 for it when her maid | low stare that had e the night before, dark Maier Atta cant win na fem isne | Now, what o hink she go and hunt them out Rude Haste. le ey Moo GO Cony. Woy had listened, * *-* All was eilence! * * ‘ert meant self had’ 1 " suid the servant, “but |ihe not put ut for good? There |He went rennd the building * * * and You cannot win the young ffee-! r iiink the young te4y rn ty doen) & t ‘sheet you are tacmg a bat bargain, 1 saw a pdcture| were gore m eyes that dilated in|came to bigger bare, tmmense qates! on from another gir! in wii MF | stce wau, but ahe is a iit If she ' A puff of wind came and he outed tn no un- | rery im » this eld the other dey for 615," darkness and shone like star, or © ® ® It was the entrance to the Coup ore interest than in you. Y¥ . . : apace doing, Mer- ° “es Tet go the eheet!'" No reaponw, Ld od de like cats’ ¢ Certainly albinos, who de |"Admintstration. ve to reconcile yourself to the loss of | id not Hke you #he would told thelr office looking as solemn as a Phen again: “Let go that sheet, qu aii ere wee good deal mores omed 7) 14ve rabbits’ eyes by day, (Fe Be Continued.) + friendship. you so when you sald you loved her, i) mane you can tell to movement i” minmen ater when both whe at's “i .Y » g @