The evening world. Newspaper, April 17, 1911, Page 15

The Evening World Daily Magazine, Monday. April 17, 1911. ™ eeaadaaaaaanaaanamanaananatnaaaasennenannenanennapansanaagaaanaaaaaaaanaaaaannanadaatanememamennenes l‘‘Them Was the Happy Days!” ey AA AAODORPPED PER RRP RRR ARAL DD AD PPEPDOD DD DDDDDAD DDD A DIO PEDO RE PORE E DDE EEEELEEPLEEDLPED DO PPOPORPIOOREDRPOLLOORPODOPOOCA oa (lene deal Going’ A-wAY Gee Jimet! iF You gost Knew, [(LAYSYT How 1 pip ENio eTHes \ FRom Were 2? Now DONT GeT ExciTeo AT THe cows & ovr O& The WinDowW—— EY CHARLES oO The Day’s Physical Limitat!ons. We y attenddar ow t n 1 \ 1 mai Vehaw motte 4 oma rej away. He can say what he likes: but, by ut | he cat hellerla’ ready-made FALL | Good Stories bod Stories) Couldn't Fool Hin. “D were Leader, The Playhouse More Atiraclive | HOW FUNKY You L90K You'd Be | SICK ALL The Time LAWGHIN’ AT YouRsere —— JusT Like ov SED To 6&- WHEN WE WAS KIDS Pook LITA MISeRAPLE HELPLESS sarine - HAS HAS HA AK, ALE — Ne we Used po — Let George Do It! ( [se Nou & Sent esi A WouLO NT GWE YOU ANY GAney D> 1 Was A WRETCH ‘Tt FOR PUSHINGS \ Bw YouR MoTHeR Some FLOWERS ) MH YouR Pook WTrLe Face! Hal Hal ( Seshise SHE WAS SicK I KHlacken Remember The Time Jimmi, wert / Now INTo THE GvTreA RB Tok T SWAT | YOU CLEANED OUT mRs . FILGusHERs cisTeRn spe Give You THIRTY sCeNTS & You Was Goin! DOWN TO —— wd PItE | By George McManus t Coprnght. 111, oy the Preve Publishing Co, (The New York World) o] ARNTON. isband's house tn order. This yA. Brady to his new Playh siven its first artistic airing on of a theatre was extitbited ony ts everything! ~ proved to be more attrac- ent when Travers, in fear and | e Kitty for all time, earnestly | uve for the Goose,” venturesome ere is rest for easy chairs, 3 George will no doubt d unpacks young wife altogether waste of time to play for sympathy. It ts asa’ George gets in work, When she tively Way and hangs tt « the gas fixtu © husband and human S, overacted ridicu- to tie play. Mr, | too patient, In a rola of this kind it ts a| Pe of th’ ground!"’—-Cleveland | SYNOPSIS OF P (Continued. Barrels to | (The Persian's Narrati OW night, in the equat Kero artic! \“Barrels! Barrels! CHAPTER XNXIV. ) ' Any) Sell! ve Continued.) the forests of rary whe has not in again, louder unt fired, but ‘sca Betty Vincent Gives Advice on Courtship ee + - Lobe and Trust. A a DARN THE | LUCK AND THIS 19 My ONLY SHIT! LAr nN MARY - LOOK BONE’ HAY IVE OH! You THAT TAKEN L OUT em si [ on HAVE | / ; ) COULD cet (eae ouT WAS TO CUT THEM OUT ' v 1 A Theatre Invitation. A Lost Fosition. 1 ao la and we were to have on tree thagny © Its the mir 6 inthe water tek of the mir ASNT Thee Macey =r a soul-mate! ye pine fora PLAYMATE! When we ayings af ) Being the Confessions of the ‘ Seven Hundredth Wife 1 Zranstucd By Helen Rowland “Wavaright, 111, ep The rem Publishing Co (The New Tore Weng 8 & &e Mrs. Solomon ERILY, verily, what would ye have, oh MAN, what WOULD ye have? When we were as playthings, ye sighed for And now that we have become soul-mates, os kittens, we purred as kittens; but ye despised our Kite tenish ways and longed for an INTELLECTUAL companion. Yet, now that we have become HIGHBROWS, ye sigh for a sofa pillow. s When we were “clinging vin monished us for our “weak ness," “oaks,” ye cry out at our “wnwomantiness.” je chafed at the marriage te andend- vet, now that we have become strong as When we covered ourselves with cold cream and curl papers ye shud- dered at our vanity; yet, now that we have cast those things aside, yo shudder at our trous Lo, when we foll es. sentiment ye called it “nagging.” as poodles, ye call us froward and “wnsympathe When we were butterflies ye sighed under complained that we were brainless spendthrifts , 1 ye ahout with hot water bottles and solicitude dnd Yet, now that we no longer tag after ye. burden of our support and Yet, now that we have be- ne grubs and earn our o1en linings, ye declare us “unfeminine” and ea- laim that we are taking your jobs from ye and the bread from out your ‘ mouths When we we have b When v e deceived us and moc ked at us; yet, now that complain that we are all cynics. * ye waxed exceeding sarcas at the folly of gur frills; yet, now that we have become sensible and tailor-made, ye shudden at our divided skirts and man ni ways What then WILL ye have, O Man? For we would be as ye desire us. Yet how shell we diseover what ye desire if ye know not what ye WARD, yourselves? Oh, selaht FRIEND OR FOE and M larriage} (3% ——e¢-2—— Toledo | nets, City Journal By Gaston Leroux Author of ** The Mystery of the Yellow Room,’” ette ong and | beaded nati 1 VERY OFTEN. 5 tgar.” “Phere's a difte @ in ohildren," dren are fla- ttes."—Kangas hat T had aeen, near the Punjab the floor, @ Dlack- ch I knew the use, to with | At last I had discovered the spring! nadl * 9 T ifted a . . shed ar-flap rel ane up telus w, We sto@ped ness as thapeh our ching in it dn. lower gyer there be In before as? a » the darkness and @nogper W 1 n the blad a knife vhich wrried, 1 prepared to stave in exact the Dung-lole. 1 * (To Be Continued) eC iad \ ge