The evening world. Newspaper, May 16, 1911, Page 17

J WHY, HELLO JIMMY T WHATS Twe BasneT FoR ? Ou CATCH BuTTERFLES Hat nA Youre FOR YouR CoUechon :" OU don’t have to Stand for the El- ¥ y Dow Stuff in the Straight and s Nerrow Path! In Fighting to Outspeed the Rest of the Bunch some of us Fall over our Feet! Every Time we Fall to Imagining the Pitcher is #0 Skeeart of us that he's going to Walk he Lobs ‘Em Right through the Groove and the bitrary Man in the Blue Suit says We're out!" Just Clear Each Jump-—and you'll Stick for the Distance! We've never Discovered the Truth that’s said to be in Wine—unless the Other Fellow was Teiling it! It takes an Ingrate to chirp about In- @ratitude! wee Despair site stilt with his Hands in his Lap—but Desperation Starts Something! When we're Laying Dow others, we're Jes’ Telli they Try to Convince Us, why, they're Bullying Us! The Road may be Long—but there we @ Lot of Roses Alongside! If they were to Slide the Skids under “Cheer Up, Cuthbert!” What’s the Use of Being Blue? There Is a Lot of Luck Left. By Clarence I,. Cullen Copyright, 1011, by The Prem Publishing Oo, (The New York World.) ' HELLO Ave! OucH. Qst te Same UTE MAM COV You ALWAYS “AS, AINT YOU" HA HA Copyright, 1014, by The Press Publishing On, (The Now Yok Wet), cameinani “Ree Dow AN ax @ CUT THE You wae out Pew CHERRIES You was ve wn A UTTLE Tree & 1 come Aone B Saw You e THROWEO STONES m You @ You Gor MAD & CALLED ME A Coanse OLO Thing. Wet MAHA! JouR ARM -Hat Hat WAY bad Youd Teun on ME At You & SET on YOU = us NOW they couldn't Frise ws of all the Fun we've had! If the Game Looks Pretty Bad, buy Two-Bits' Worth of Lilacs and Tote ‘em Home and Rot in ‘em! Several Times, when they've Got) us Out on @ Limb, we've found it Covered with Blossoms! A lot of Reg'lar Fellers have Hocked the Watch, but the Fancy Finishing Touch 1s when you Spout the Vest! A let more Touches wuld Stick if the Tales of Woe were Curtailed! 5 It takes @ Pretty Kapoo Workman to Roost for Himfelf without Seeming to Brag—but we've Heant it Done! | To-morrow Morning doesn't'have to | be one of those Mornings After! | Some Folks never Find Out what | Fools they are Until their Children be- gin to go to High School! |_We know of some Publictty-Loving Philanthropists_ who can't be Liberal without Giving Themselves Away! | “Self {s the Abyss where Selfishness Grows! There may be Balm’ for a Brutsed | Heart, but there's no Saive for a Sore- Head! Some of us Don't Have to be Bold ry Often to Feel Pretty Cheap Over v It! We know Geveral Givers of Gra- tultous Advice who'd Rather be Trite than President! & The Professor’s Mystery & \Coprright, 1911, by Hobbs Merrill Company.) SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING INSTALMENTS. ‘Orosty, a young college profesor, moets, at & station, ‘tine Tabor, «girl whorn he has iburban casually for some tine, An air of mystery it her manner pices his curiosity, Veare ane am is on her way to her country home near fort rgatven 0 emcrt ier thither, favors, parete. ‘I cee Si awekened by sumunae wounds, to open the door of his Tout. It. is "ee Titee Falor anders Orosby to Yeare the ouse mer Rext by. demands from her @eorkewhat reluctant tnvitati th the door is unfastened, ‘oupe, rt ‘Cros! Huet erlanatten. “Mee rater merely enawers ry at Secosts km caren Grime toward. hime. , fhe Ainaties, in the welglwriood. ‘There’ be Mies Tabor’again, "In vain he tries to mak Che mystery, Her half brother, Dr jer amas, and Crowby anit aratge interview: house one, evening CiPeby heare Held whistle under a. window, Mise Savoy’ citaee tothe widow fn ‘resvoute to the of apparen' Crosby. visite his {riends, meets re Rei CHAPTER VI. «Continued.) A Return to the Original Theme. that you, Walter?” she FISS TABOR softly ratsed the window and leaned out, her face very white in the dark- nes called under her breath, “Yes,” he answered, the garage. All 1s clear in there? mustn't be seen at all She latd her finger on her lips and “TI have him tn He n, you know, mustn't be of the houso I passed a big lmousini drawn up by the roadside, it: engine purring softly and its lamps boring bright tunnels through the gioom. I knew it for the Tabors’ by the mono- gram on the panels, and as I went by I noticed the cheuffeur lying sleepily back in his seat puffing at a cigar. Of course it had brought the stranger, and was waiting to take him back; but on what errand @ man could bp brought to the house I!ke @ guest and sneak in at a window like a thief was @ question be- yond me to fathom. After all, I thought, as TI reached my room, what business was it of mine? By every canon of custom and good taste I should accept my rebuke and drop quietly out of the lives of the Ta- bors. By staying I was forcing myself upon them, certainly against the wishes of Dr. Reid and Mr, Tabor, and px bly even against those of Miss Tabor herself, Nevertheless, I made up my mind perversely. Of course, if Misa Tabor wished it, I should go, but unless she told me to go herrelf and of her own free will canons of politeness might go hang; rightly or wrongty, I would see the thing to # fin- ton, CHAPTER VII. Banishment Confirmed. ) WENT to bed with my natural Pleasure in the unexpected surfelted into @ baffled irrita- tion, I was the more annoyed | nodded, Then the window closed ailent- | when the morning brought no lly and she was gone, Reid turned and) answer to my note; nor did the ran back to the garage, When he came|rival of Doctor Reid about the middle out again the other man was with him,|of the forenoon tend to improve my | Vand they crept past me among the|atate of mind, 1 found him fidgeting shrubs, talking softly, The other man) on the veranc ng his watch and was tall, with a breadth of shoulder) frowning at niture, and thickness of chest that would have "Good m Mr. Crosby, good fone credit to a professional strong) morning, I came down to nan; yet his voice came in an absurd! have a f os’ talk with you, reble squeak, with an odd precision | put"—he lc uin at his watch Mf articulation and phrasing, “I'm on my way down to my office and “It is y important that we shallly find I'm a little go quietly, he was saying, blo you too much to walk along with “Of course, of course” Rela whis-|me? Sorry to ask you, but I'm late| bored. Then they passed beyond hear-| already.” ing under the shadow of the house.|~ 1 got my hat and we hurried out into| Presently I saw them again, silhouetted | the glaring sunghine. Reid gave tho! (against the gray wall. They were stand-| jmprossion, I discovered, of being a) jing close together upon the narrow ter-| much faster walker than ho actually) race that ran between the driveway and| was, I had no difficulty in keeping up| the side of the houso, and Reld was|with him. Something of the same qual-| fumbling at a pair of French windows, !iiy was noticeable | They opened with a faint click; and| “Beautiful morn motioning the other man before him| to get in a little he stepped in, closing the windows after | Beautiful morning for a walk, hem, fine. Now about that note of yours. I walked on, full of an Impatient won- | No reason at all for your coming back er at this new mystery, which, like its' here, you know. Acquaintance must Tedecessora, would neither fit into any be entirely broken off, No excuse what- asonabdle explanation nor suffer itself ever for going on with it, possible, | be put aside as unmeaning. Ip front Perfectly impossible,” » wine te, Would it trou-| * I bristled at once, Sage from Miss Tabor or an objection on the part of the family? I'd like to understand thi “By my—Miss Tabor’s authority, of course, Certainly. necessity you impose on her of telling you that she can't Maid told you yesterday she was not Civil answer, at home. for carrying the mi Nothing more to be “that now that my reputation is|which I could be sure was Lady's hon-| He looked at his ch cleared that makes no difference?” ty. I wasnot running from my gune| ed the head off @ feathery dande- ‘Exactly. Objection to you wha yet. | won't make any further trouble. Abso- Mon, ever, Must have been all a mistak: “You make me out an intruder,” J re- | lutely {mposatble, “Mr. Tabor told me," I said, made| Very unfortunate, Very much to bé|torted. “Well, that’s been the whole |course, bu' ing to be don deliberate by his jerkiness, ‘that I was/regretted. Simply, you aren't wanted.|cgse from the fir All along, I've| ‘Very wi id I, not a fit acquaintance for his tamily.| Very distressing to have to say this, That was absurd, an@ by this time he If I'm forbidden to call, that knows It. settles the matter; be some sensible reason.” that settles the matter. © to be sald, Nothing at “Certainly Nothing n Ree Cowm @& You Fer @ Rowe uesday. May 16 1911 WHAT You NEED 1S EXERCISE HORSE BACK RIDING 1S FINE FoR REDUCING Your. WEIGHT HAVE You EVER TRIED HORSE BACK RIDING 2 Betty V Advice t Quarrels and Forgiveness. been tn the but who is willing ‘Tt eam in love eared for me. vinta shall I do?” 1 wish I knew who that young man to, He ought to be ashamed of himself. Does Not Care, MAN who aigne bis letter “EK. A. A H.” writes: “T have called frequently upon @ young In.y during the past three years, And after all that time he re- marked recently that of ell the mer she knew she really @i4 not care more for one than for another, What can I @o to win her?’ I am efraid you will jum have to continue to show the young lady how much you ¢ for her through your thoughtfulness and attentions for her. Other Girls, GIRL who signs A B." writes: “A young man calls upon me frequently, but he often talks of other girls. This makes me very jealous, What can I do about it?’ I fear you will have to learn not to be jealous, inasmuch as you are not jayed to the young man, and there- ave no hold over him. ber letter “H. against you. Mra-—— Mise Tabor doesn't wish to see you, that's all. Very unpleasant position for you, I # that Very unpleasant for me to say eo. But you bring it on yourself. Ought to have etayed away, Nothing else to do." ‘Do you mean to say,” I demanded, that all the delightful kindliness of the Gaye at the beach might have been the exaggeration of unwilling courtesy. But another moment of that memory Drought back my faith. For me, I was certainly in the wrong, and probably an oMcious idiot. Yet one thing of | She regrets the rec ve your call. No occasion ‘ter any further. a, one nothing out of the ordinary cours of acquaintance with an ordinary fam: ily, But your family tan't ordinary, You put up invis!ble fences and then accuse me of trespassing. I don't want to dreg your ekeleton out of the clos bling man can eee that It’ You ought to have seen tt. Nothing for you to come back for. Nothing te do but drop it, Drop it right where it ls. Nothing to be done.” ‘The situation opened under me. In- definite but there's got to trusive fool; and I had a elokening eenae | manufactured. I could see that I hed Ait him, for he grew jerkier than ever. “Counterfeiting, nonsense. Abeolutety absund, Ineult to suggest such @ thing. Now, let's drop this and come right down to the facts. May as well be prac- elf, matter ts between Mins Tabor and my- We'll keep it so, and the reat of I tell you Plainly I don't doubt your literal word, but I do doubt your motilv authority. me to go I'll go. uu may toast in Tophet. If Misa Tabor her _ Hard on you ef and your Artist—! hear Landlady—Yet of “email talk.” you have special terms for artiste! But a discussion of them would come under the head Firet Artist—I wrs invited out to you came Ini dinner to-day, old man! However, we quarrelled, cause I was somewhat in the wrong and {t hurt me tvo much to be on bed terme with the young man, my share of the quarrel most humbly, but he will not forgive me Now, what incent’s o Lovers Y dear young people, be ready to éorgive © yewaave M quarrelied with any one end the ether pereemGas ‘wrong. Remember, it does not e44 to your éignity te gresurve @ cold attitude toward eome one who bas made q-antstaia, to make amends. 1 am often aurprised by the tone of some of the betters I recetve from young people example, here is one which ‘The girl who writes it tells acking me wes 2 ow me: with @ young man end | 1s, @0 T could give hrm @ good talking . When ome person apologises the least the other can do ie to accept the apology with graciousness. A Kiss, GIRL who signe her letter “A, @ ‘TA writes: “A young man brought me home the other evening from a party and when he left me at my home he asked if he might kiss me I and he eal be approved of my in the matter, But he has since, What shall I do?’ _ Doubtless the young busy and will call econ. I he really 4i4 aémire you lowing hin. to kiss you. They Quarrelled. MAN who eigns his letter “R. J.” writes: “I wrote my sweetheart a very unkind note, saying I aid not care for her any more, She dia net réply te it. Now I am sorry I wrote it, Whet shall I aor Write and apologise for your be havior, And be less hasty next time And Brian H “Is thet a mes- all against your character, I don't|thing to fight about, but to this there; you had @ counterfeiting plant tm the) my chance to see her, and if that’s in- know anything about that. Havon't|was simply no answer. I felt like a| house, for instance, J could understand| truding, why, I'll intrude, Now be ae heard @ word about it Nothing|fool, and what was woree, like an in- all this nonsense, It's toe palpably| practical as you please.” He gave way with @ suddenness that astonished me. “Just as yqu say, Mr. Crosby, just as you say. No difference trouble." “T'll ca this afternoon.” “Right. Say about 8.90. I go in here. Sorry to have brought you so far. Sorry to have had this to do et all. Very un- ‘you tell me this| pleasant for boty of us, but Ufe's full of unpleasantnesa. Sorry I shan't eee | you again, Can't be helped. Good-by,” I made the best of my way back, with @ em, tornado, and wondering Nf tell#| whether I had won @ minor victo Otherwise I'll await)» ton eT ‘iol an irrevocable defeat. True, I had galied the point of reoatving my dismissal in person, but Reld’s very completeness of hig confidence in my Aiscomfture, IT apent the Intertm planning things to way which I knew 1 #hould miserably forget when the time came to say them. and I went to keep my appointment with Miss Tabor feeling iMogically tke @ malefactor going up for trial, and remembering with #lckly word of the sceptical common that I had been flouting from the first. | Sho was sitting near the great Dutch | replace, and as F crossed the room she siid her book upon the table and |stood up. Bhe did hand, nor 414 she notice mine. “How @o you da Mr. Crosbyf she wald jens little out of all I sentence that had inte took I was very well Jof that under t | standing ape ‘ beginning. She was standing very atrakht, and her eyes looked beyond me blankly, as they had on the Atnslies veranda, Now she brought them to mine for an insvant, and motioned me to @ chalr that faced hers at @ little dis- tance as if it bad been placed there be- forehand. “We had better sit down,” she sald, “I want to talk quietly to you, Mr. Crosby," | “Your brother tol4 me that this would | be & ood time for me to come,” said I unmeantn g time sho was etlent, turn- nd over with reflective fingers r cutter, The handle resent @ fish with grasping the blade. om @ clock ticked mouth open Somewhere tn the cond Artist—Yes, | noticed you didn’t have that worrled look When tyioe to every three of my heart-beats, quest.” Wahab ad cendcaeeitencee vercacnalibiiabialbemiinti itn, Finally ere looked up decisively, By Wells Hastings with an Indistinot senge of having fought Teadiness of acquiescence indicated the | sense | W! ‘There was an acid formality about the | ooker to me, Gind to be relieved of the bust-| can | trusion, ‘that you Ny ness. Better oall this afternoon and| not 4 yy me eae, I ocetmeed have it over with, Alwayea best t9/to be told that by you, yourseld,” settle things at onoe Bhe'll be im all| Her eyes rested steadily upem maine day. Quickest way of ending the whole according to @ preconceived tried to ahift the burden of the sites been drawn, T have done.” “Perhaps not. you to nor try to see me again, made it very clear at that time. Are you the judge ef my rlghs to elow or nt I was too much be ar to ans en We met at the Ainsiles’,” | blurted, “you met me as a friend, a: though nothing had broken what we be gan In the holidays. I can't believe t offer me her| that you were only playing @ courteou: | part. You were your own open éelf erything was all right, I am very sure, until-—until this man, this—you brother came for you." Bhe gave a scornful Ittle laugh, lean ing back indolently in her chair. “Really, Mr. Crosby, aren't you rathe overstating the case? Have we bees such very great friends? T have knows you ten days-twelve days.” T nodded humbly. “IT havo no wish to hurt you," she went on more gently, “but we lly nothing lke @ friendship to 1 am not breaking anything | ny to break | When you left here—I thought that you understood me, I don't know what mj family @isiiked in you, and I don't think J care to know, It has nothing t¢ do vith ms, But this ts what ! distike | You called up my father the next morn ing and demanded reasons. You wen' to the beach, where you knew I weg in | vited. Was I to cut you there? Was | to explain lent want to meet you? I don't tl you have treated our ecqualntanceshly particularly well or that you have shown much regard for my plain re (To Be Continued.) a to mutual friends that | 4