The evening world. Newspaper, May 1, 1911, Page 17

e Beat Them To It! | proof—but we Harked Back over the 4 | Deceased Years and Kept Perfectly If they Sip you a Quince, make Pre- | Still! 4 sérves out of it! | ! - - | Sometimes we Imagine that we can a Bome of us may not be so ck as | be Right Occasionally—and then we Bet) we are Painted and Rem: Pretty ona al! Game! Sooty, reas \) Better to Keep tt Up than to Make | Som, F! rs nev ecome Danger-' an Anaemie Atonement! Were You Gon’ 2 y \ OvcHT WELLO ALE! y Magazine, Monday, May 1, 19113 ORATeREERPRLTT eRe The Evening World Dail How Tey DID Go FOR You! { can HEAR You Hat BAY That in ovo ” We WENT Back ScHool- pover , How ! Wat aa! HA! HELLO. Jinn! HAAR HAD OUST THE SAME OLD cur-up, AMT 1? 1 Recwon | NeveR WILL GET OVER Down’ Tem You ALWAYS WAS SO EASY —— Rememser , Bac! Dats , Jimmy, When TO Te UTrLe Howse OvT sep To Trim You? Wa! HAL HAS Neu? Uw, Rignt HOW =1 WAS CeRTAMY THe FUNMEST | Tae | ver Seen — HA'HA WASNT Then THe Happy Days ? Tangs To You Stood «AWAY & THRoweD Stones aT (7% AO! Hot “Cheer Up, Cuthbert!” What’s the Use of Being Blue? There Is a Lot of Luck Left. By Clarence L. Cullen Copyright, 1011, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York World.) ° 6 TA. hands abandon ship! ts a) ous until after they Take the Count of A call that is never heard until | Ninel, ' the Ship ts Settling! inn — | Some, of us wouldn't be 80 Friv- We are Intimate- | olous with our Physiological Plan i ted with | if we Understood from the Begin- a der who| ning what a Long Road it is Back Calis tt Everything | to Good Health! else in the World but a Cigarette) If tt 1s Poor Policy to try to Argue Coug' with a man who |g Pickled, tt ts Down. — right Mean to Attempt to Ease Goody- Destiny, tn-|Good Advice to a Man who ts Down! stead of Dan- Ss eaeneeaad dling us, prefers| Whenever it looks as (f they've | to Teach us how| got us in a Blind Alley, we remem- | to Dance! | >a the 1897 Previous Timeg when it looked the Same \.ay, and Chirk When a Privileged Tyddy tells us that Up! we Need to Know the Truth — | Ourself, we know that he's Gettin Too many of us Strike Out waiting Pan Ready! | for the Tosser to Stake us to a Pass |to First! | After you've been Married for Quite! oe a Spell you Discover that the Only Way Yesterday, when we Saw a Friend to Circumy. the Tattlera who ee Take Four Cocktalle before Breakfast, | Yarns into the Har of Friend Wife ts to| we wanted to Stake him to a Mild Re-| HE 6un was sh | I Junie Town « e sky, and if any one puts i tonkey was sit n e| sa ta!l he can catch me.” IT get tho salt k of it, I DO need my ny. “It gets in my way mes and I don't ike it, but I ess I will leave it where it ts, for| see him at first. 4woen Mother lets mo ride on the carpet | “E wonder what! swoeper my tall A my tail ts for,” | wine ail fe handy to hold on thought Jimmy to} himself. "I g y did not I think that curl {n your tall ts very . “S| beautiful,” @aid the Little Bird, Yet putt one] “r think a great deal better of ‘my | | And hs Gravee’ tal, ince you think that," aid Jimmy. \ Asti | "What I thought was no good. some- | hat's the matter?” asked the Lite | Ply else likes.” — Ue’ Bird. “Phat's often the way,” @ald the {did not kn nu were there," said | Little Bird, as he spread out his wings |» Iimmy. "Loom s to pull my tall] Jimmy sat for a long time looking at = I don't ny mo: |hhis tall and then ea Excuse Me | switched Teour tail is \ portant, and so| Tail, I did not mean anything, 1 do like | * yt. ta mine,” began the +e Fashion Notes From Paris. ~. PECIAL efforts be The display of “coronation” colors ts | found S rected to the of odd |now of intere nd the dre: shaped hats and every week some | silks and ribbons are certainly making new unique model is being launched, /a vivid showing. 1 nt among the! so {t is no wonder that the average |shadings are tho French woman of fashion indulges in} lows, royal p golden 8, bright er a new hat every month. the deep Kast Indian blues. The st The tag or erin riabl, black and white influence ts bein faced with velvet, are now |dicated in the present vogue of v s simple hats, For th hats large | wea Many shoes in this effect vows of striped ribbon are the favorite !noticed in a promenade along trimming, with black and white in the] streets of Paris, A dressy new lea@ Blue and white id red a blue oxford is of white suede upon whic wtriped bows are also largely used lare stitched strips of lack pat The ge, velvet lined “ea consh mple hat a at nt id one sees th daily | all combined makes a trim sh jonstitute with the black and white go’ MW increasing numbers. They ne fo sole trimmings of the hat and are| mmearapnenaaiien 1> y “placed at th Je of the crown in| Tough Caterpillars. ‘i @ natural position s Me eats aes dhe cosnulaeits ROBABLY but a small percentage Reels: premchee LNBs Whe BO of the fishermen who use flies of the willow p strung with fine, translucent “ent erat sees at i are a that the almost un- |! Rime w sb taba breakable substance that holds the! Bethe “prominent cntiliners ers ome |PTOMKAbIe substance that holds the| sage phastaing this statenfent by turning out R00ks against the flercost of | oblig , some simple s on om my MAW enptele pearing hen eee tacetut ThE principal centre of the manufae- | {need Getich plumes. Hc G ture of this kind of ‘catgut’? 1s the| publ willows are still] much in evidence and ated to past | land of Proctda, in the Bay of 2 ples; but most of the silkworms em- near Torre Annun- Vesuvius. Th st as they aro glands are reme 1 to a process of pickin ret of the tra nd afte eads are careful will not so easily bo rele fashions. Some time ago Parisian women adopted the mode « ing thelr cloves in their hands at the theatres \1. other functions when In evenin 4 ss, Tho women who must practise ‘nomy will, t be pleased to jw. that this now the gene’ liom in the French capital and th \ y 20 inches.—Sclentific American, e. ton Let George Do It! By George McManus Copyright, 1011, by The Pres Publishing Co. (The New York World.) HELLO JOE* CAN 1 ASK COULD THINK OF SOME ONE WHO WOULD LEND ME Some QUESTION? | Scene: La Belle Helene’s Hat Sho) Characters: Mrs, Carter, Mra Dats } ter 4 * She has on_ her WHAT WOULD YOU SAY 1F 1 SSKED YOU TO LOAN ME TEN DOLLARS? THE AXTON LETTERS %& (Copyright, 1910, by Smal!, Maynard & On) CHAPTER I. HE sounds room had waked before five. Yes; I want you to come here. I will you from Caloutta to Cape Town, to have my brougham, Chicago, means more than @ joke for you to eettle for yourself; anyway, I) know thet the man who has now twice 0! gone through the things in my room, ts w | something for me to go to the police | through the fog outaide the window the about man she was waiting for—a tall, alert figure hastening toward the house, She ran downstairs rapidly and her- the door to him, defiance flooding [Whether she resented {t because t! Whom she did not love but must ry, coukl appear more the assured and perfect gentleman without collar and with his clothes and boots with mud and rain, was not used to having any man show @ sense of advantage over her, leas threaten her, Immediately |" thout another wort or even a glance at Axton, she brushed by him and ran up the as Howard had done in that impulse of defiance, she wae reaching again for the telephone in her dressing- to her room. 4 made no effort to prevent her ng; and she wondered at it ‘And have the papers flaring the jfamdly eoandal again m as it was that! the | self opened tail of her ro rang up in b things to go second sting ttf you or I< he uly the man had shut the door; Bird, “I use| you. but as she to reopen, nk standing ¢ Papers upon us asain, I'd be gind to do But T told you, the mantel b be any mons do: eof both of | O#! 's sharp, dia- it was merely ¢ nsolent smile of tnetive odor s: . ran upstairs again and fled, a! eadiong, down the rear stairs and | out the servant ave the Very slightast 6 lance about the nings of the great It could have been bal nf | tore, but most suse 1 mustache, 8! Ubrary without . im powsession. was thick- up the queer found broken ening as the morning adv her and made her unrecognizaule ex t; butat the end goods, | forced open; jthe girl flushed « you prevent vate inquiry 1 sy She went to the side of the re rok down the tele mber without hav. i she had closed the door, she burst Tur! ve form of a man taller even | trode not sent any wont to She |ciub, But 1 am not pre to—the moment jut—I have not—yet, aryl's light hatr an n, open features | ht her, gasping his ——— | unpleasantly.”” You can take me vit that the name. fs a00n as you care to, now. bur oF more) Ance that"-he checked hat was on his Ups—"your friend peared or telephoned or sent any word | ary She flushed, and shook her head much Howard's life tn | med him to see! | And however are/teather, The deep tips, lace stays and! wild lands had ac red a smart trimming for the| facings are of the patent leather and | redre electing the cartridges careers! threw himself wearily “T'm glad to # into a chatr. te wear! the clty-bred tmpu' sort of affair for any one else to inter- I liked very much might call on t but observed “L am twenty-seven and have one child ask |* ner parenta yourself a permission to call on the young lady: »| A Broken Engagement. who signs her knew, to obey frankly—thre there was the slightest homecoming wt, that he's the sume te to make a fool of 2 been after me, as I you remember m. had that's been wyt all this year—tna Do you think we ae | marry "Ee he letters, even you , Ought To see how ith me now to 1 had an appointment with a Jother I see no reas ing to ‘make @ tool | not be happy together “0 | Her Parents, on keww at iA at, $f you do not think - been ‘oUowing met e girl working in the same place A} gent lrawn out by | younger t! skilled workers, mostly women, The] depth ica will probably soon follow the jength of the thread varies from a foot | crowning glory of thick, golden hatr barely twenty-two. euking not own con- blue in very dire give him @ good ex duct was rude And she that the man who hes Yes, OLO PAL! | en S THE “All the World’s a Stage.” (Little Comedics of Every Day.) By Alma Woodward. Copyright, 1011, by The Pres Pubiishing Co, (Phe New York World.) | Madam Buys a Hat. ed betore Q Dead an om ° | feathery things.) ELENE-Oh, madame, comme ce H chapeau ent beaut It ees truly beautiful, madame, on madame's | jan hair—c'est un reve, @n artiste's| dream, madamo! Mra, C. (complacently)—Yos, I think ft looks Kind of nice myself, What do you, think of {t, Hella? D. (positively)—Now, don't aak| me. ‘The only reason I came with you| at a was because you promised you wouktn't ask my advice, Hut I cer- tainly think it's too small for you u've got a big face, you know, And that} sitade of blue Just screech with your hair—that biue is a brunette’e color, It! |doean't look #0 bad from the back, but the atle view t# flerce! Helene (sadly)—Ah, madame does not recognize x6 dhic—madame does not ap- |preciate 20 tMearre! | Mra. C. (removing hat)—I think I'd grecu laden with rather have something én purple, any- way—I Jove purple! Helene urple? Out, madame. (To | clerk) Ze purple creation zat Fifine has | just Anished to-day—bring tt here. (The purple creation is brought and loarefully set on Mrs. Carter's flaming | tresses.) Helene (going Into acrobatic raptures) -—Oh, madame! Madame was correctit ere @ purple zat madame nests. It brings out 29 violet In ze eyes an’ ze rose in re cheeka—oh, madame! It ees a vision—ze purple! (Mra. Carter, tickted to death with \herself, beams tnto the mirror before | her. Mrs. Davis looks coldly at the vio~ }lent contortions of La Belle Helene.) Mra, C.—Oh, I toll you T know what I | want. Henry always says that's one ST & Twink ovea THOSE DELIGHTFUL BOYHOOD JOYS * “es inDEEO, ALF —— thing about me—T realize my good points’ 4 ones, What do you think (with concentrated venom ‘There you go asking me again! ightmare, if you want my Who ever heard of a woman 1 hair wearing a vivid reddish. tai ne (shrieking mildly and caressing! Red, madame! How ze gorgeous Titlan him- self would have rave over It! It isa head and se purple wiz it ees Mrs. Carter's locks) ean you may #0 Will you let me eee at on one of the models, please? * (A glorious dream of a gtr! with pale hair, languid viotet eyes, rosebud mpled enin comes forward rple creation, then glides ck and forth before the indi (Crlumphantly)—Now eee! Just It'e a dream of @ ¢hing— how can you deny it, Bella? (scornfullyy—Well, wolr® to fall for that, juat like the other girl is Deautiful enough to look Uke a Circe with a dish towel twisted around her head! a Just take a good look at yourself in the mirror, will you? ‘ r A moment of sad con- you're righty! though you are so rude’ (To Helene.) I guess you'd better give me something emall and” mouth and d look at that! ‘ing her ehouldere)— madame—something email and black ¢t shall be! wd THE DIFFERENCE. “You are the first mam I ever per- mitted to kies m “And you are the fret girl I ever Wil you marry met’ 9 “Et wouldn't marry @ Mar." ‘Houston Post. From “The Achievements of Luther Trant,” by EDWIN BALMER and WILLIAM M'HARG @urprise, “You here? Why"—— “Don't go to the house! She led him the opposite way. “There te @ cab stand at the comer, Get one there and tak: me~take me to this Mr. Trant, I wil tell you everything. Tho man came again last night. Auntie is sick in bed from it. | Howard still eays it is his affair and will swept up the scattered letters | do nothing. I had to come to you.” and papers on her writing desk, and put! Caryl steadied her against @ house | on her | wall an ins irs she stopped suddenly. |can and, returning with it, half lifted is clearette smoke through | her into It. open library door showed ¢hat waiting Just inside at her before ehe Perhaps he was even glad to, ryl come in order that he might vin the pres it; ran to the comer for « Forty minutes later he led her tnto |Trant’s reception-room tn the First Na- tonal Hank Building; and recognizing the abrupt, decisive tones of the paychol- ist In conversation in the inner office, (Acyl went to the door and knock sharply. ’ “L beg your pardon, but—can ypu pos ly postpone what you are doing, Mr. he questioned quickly as the door opened atl he faced the sturdy ant Alenergetic form of the red-hatred yours yeholoxiet, who, in six months, had ide himaelf admittedly the ehlef con sultant in Chicago on erimtnal cases, j"My name is Caryl, Henry Howell tn 1 me to you last wee the aming upon that this Interruption, I and—my, frie eed your help badly, Mr. ‘Trant, ani ly. mean, 1f we cannot speaic 1 Now, We may be Interrupted 4 |r: Caryl had moved, as ho spake, torhid |the girl behind him from the sight of the man in the inner office, who, Cary! | had seen, Was a police officer, T ted this and also that Cary! fully refrat girl's name. I can postpone present business: | M Caryl,” the payrhologiat replt quietly & date ed from mentioning the Mr. Trant ok A seat |i Miss Wald 6 brought her to jtell you of ‘ub man Who has | beon pursu 1 Axton about the | world, and Axton came hom to weeks ago, has bee t | 1 | the psychologist re 1 tha 1 Howard want recognize tt Axton {# the son! he frar his clearing: ree prehension of how the face of the girl had seemed familiar, “Then you,” be addressed her Girectly, ‘are Miss ‘Wal- ron of Drexel Boulevard?” T am that Miss Wasdrea, the girt replied, flushing eed to Ups, but raising her head proudly id meeting his eyes directly, “The step-daughter—the daughter of the eec., ond wife of Mr. Nimrod Axton, It waa, Trant, whe wee @he, cause of Mrs. Anna Axton getting @ di-, vorce and the complete custody of ber Axton twenty years ego It was my mother who, just before Mr, Nimrod Axton's death ‘leet 'y tn the will, son from Mr. quired that, first Mrs. Axton was then dead—showld be cut off absolutely and entirely, with- out @ cent, and that Mr. Axton'e entire extute be put dn crust for ber—my moath- io, sinoe you doubtless remember this again alx ns ako when my mother, too, dled, no now the sole heir and legates properties of upward of aixty ning of all | Miss Waldron, Mr, ‘Trant “recall the a a oot n Sac counts, but only vegue- ly-from the death of Mr, Axton, and, disposition of the was from the ptetures Du and the accompany- papers only a week I recognized you. the recent comments nthe son, Mr, Howard Axton, whont contest the will 1 do Miss Waldron an Injustice— era have been doing her a Mr, Trant,” Caryl cor+ Axton has not eat the wil” at she may tun as completely as possible. of his father's estate! detail the provisions Axton's will you will appreciate, we have preferred to let impression go Uncorrected, t nd Mrs, Axton #0 carefully rmpletely eut off ail possibility of f the property be ny form to the son taat Miss Wat she went to » could transter tt to How- on as she had come yond that her mother's 1 against every pos: iy | ng to establie! his estate, even at that cest.” (To Be Continued) n and his n> | fo