The evening world. Newspaper, May 24, 1911, Page 17

The Evening World Daily Magazine. Wednesday. May 24. 1911. ‘‘Them Was the Happy Days!’’ #0 By Clare Victor Dwiggins Copyright, 1011, by The Pres Publithing Go. (The New York World) HELO Jie? |} wav Jt! HOW RUDE OF Saat LitTLE Ovo Pie FACED pwr | Remeree®l|(Oq EAR - PATHAT TEREMOER Twe TIME rp eLLo svrel sue! OU! Tut! Tut! NEXT Thine Jimms , Howr 1 SEO To Tien You 2 HAIHA'!!) | Tigo You uP Te The Gre HWe & Then wn OLD GmAADE, mY Room, pie, ONE OF THEM = Just uwe You user TD te Smaswed YOU uP in THE EYE oR Mase , Le lh = WANT) Gee! rary! ( \me Hare Y “~N To See! ow} e OF : 9 sweres A BEAUTIFUL \— 28 ovew | f crewin? Guat SomeTiones 1 EARLY OE LAWoHM' AT THe Turowen sTonEs AT IT? HA tHATHAS , Twey went; come on uP To We aunts ; You Me TEP ‘Sears £ WALHAL| waxy few Wse0 TO TUMBLE OVER wHER + WASNT THEM The Happy DAYS ? spiEtn WAS 1 Got A Mew than tien= cH HE WAS KIDS Taner Boovwocns Tooter } WHtA ~ i) 'S THE RUG, ALE ALP, THATS VERY ae Ven GUM To See DONT Juri? uP A UNGENTAEMARLS DAYS !! Bowne on it Orc avs 4 yee fen » 8 , | Nee | Ta Ds Wy Sg A\\ B bye); ! y I Les | in hn I Wy nie At TAN YP TO: eh SS 7a | | ~ 4 ane + | 4 oe , he American Woman. All the World’s a Stage What Are Her Aims, Her Characteristics, (Little Comedies of Every Day.) | Her Future? 10 What Is She Drifting? By Alma Woodward. | COME On On! THE IT Oncy 1 COuLoN'T j UP To My SUBWAY 'L TAKES FY $7 Coprght, 1011, by The Prew Publishing Co. (The New York World). ) ¥ ” tn ve AND THE No. 6.—“She Is Most of All a True Patriot,’’ Says - HOUSE FoR GE cRowpen | Opportunity—That Gertrude (sprucing up)—Imn't it a beau- j M E. Wilki E DINNER? tiful morning? Mother and I were just / ary E. ilKins Freeman. e | Knocks But Once. | raving over the morning, weren't we, | mother dear? ‘“ E are too much absorbed in Uving a Ufe of pleasure. It ts @ | ie sr nt tc. caaiems aime, | (ite. Gotrox’s cepts, 1s SRIRAby-ehe W mania with a danger," says Kate Douglas Wiggin, concerning \a ‘Sees Ted thet "Cervas. "lis trying miserably to appear and the American woman. (Caieake WGer ae. nthe sepinies 1m cate frottoaome.) This ts the latest of many thousand slaps at the woman who lives on : FE g Revlon A eaceds iced pened good the western side of the Atlantic. Few of the criticieme agree. | it's awful, I'm gotting to feel | know, all aint. arses tg Representative women have given The Evening World their ideas on | worre and worse! (Mra. Gotrox raises her a “@reen WHAT 18 THE REAL AMERICAN WOMAN?" | Gertrude (tensely) — Now, | countenance and leaden eyes in appeal.) mother, you simply must not} Gertrude (hurriedly)—You see, mother 6 E first virtue of the American woman {ts that she is an American | Get sick, because if you do you'h have | imagines she feels a bit squeamish, Lert I oman; the second, that she remains one. Plain, unbiased, feult- to go delow, and it won't be proper for | Verony, but I tell her it's purely men- seeing ut fault-overlooking, love of country must be her supremest me to stay on deck unchaperonéd, and jtal. You're all right, aren't you, excellence.” Lord Verony 1# Juat becoming attentive | mather dear? : : ‘ jto me! And %f 1 go down it'll leave] Lond V. (wuning at the laay)—But, my Seren, ae NPE DE orncctienil pets Fvelyn Millon in full possession of the|(ear Mrs. Gotrox, yeu look quite done ‘oman of whom her country justly | field, and there's another opportunity | up, don't you know; im fact, you're quite proud, pays this homage to it and ite | lost! ; & beastly green, by Jove, and your Hips daughters, and incidentally emphasizes | Mrs, G. (ptaintively)—All right. I |are white, I'l be hanged if they're not one of their trata which no other otand tt as long as 1 can, Gertrude. quite witte! Don't you feet rotten? woman contributor to this series hae Gertride—Just @on't think ebout #,| Mra. G. (convulstvety)—On, T do; T ao: mentioned, mothertt's mostly mental, Look out | Gertrude (soothingly)—<Now, mother: “In a way, tt eeems hardly « virtue at the gun on the sea end the qulls and | Lord V. enrnestly)—Let me help you Just to be an American woman," she things. below, Mra. Gotrox—do! You're on the admitted, with a quizzical little smile, Gire. Gotrox groans and estties more | verge of a collapse, realty—yes, real _ “because in the beginning it is obviously closely tn her ru (Mrs, Gotrox staggers to her feet and i involuntary and absolutely beyond the Gertrude (encouragingly)—Juet think, | thankfutly tukes his arm. Gertrude is i control of the person in question. But 1 mother, if I could tan@ Lora Vereny! | forced to follow. They go below.) think I have some show of reason for And I know I couM with halt a chance. | Gertrude (in the stateroom five’ min- asserting that the American woman is | You wouldn't queer things by getting | uter Iater)—Now you've «find! and @on- Great, because she has remained an fick, would you, mother dear? {t! Swell chance I'll ever have of land- Ame nh woman, | Mra. G. (with an effort)--Don’t talk (ing another title. Couldn't you hold out “Unless a woman's country 1s al- | about # if you don't want me to think | for @ couple of days more, anyway? together possible, loyaity to it ts cer- about . Oh dear! Why does eyerybody | Mrs. G. (oblivious)—Oh, Gertrude, ask tainly, for her, as well as for a man, @ leok eo healthy and happy? I'm going | the captain whether he won't stop the great virtue, ranking in the san e with filial ove, If a woman who had her | to die. I knew Iem! How do I look, | boot for @ minute—just @ minute, Ger- j birth in this country has remained, in her heart of hearts, faithful to it; if,/ Gertruée? rude! . although she spends years, and happy ones, in other lands, the Stars and Stripes| Gertrude (cageriy)—Why you look fine,| Gertrude (ooking through the port- are for her the Flag; if ‘Yankee Dood! patriotic Idish jingle of a very mother! Your eyes ere sparkling and | hole)—Oh, what's the use! youthful country, sti arouses within her a certain enthustasm of which she your cheeks are red ana--— —— is not ashamed, while a ting the beauty of the ‘Watch on the Rhine’ and Mere. @. (Wathetically)-Oh, I'm eure THESE BIG HATS. the ‘Marseillaise;’ if, seeing the crudeness, the over-confldence, the everything you're mistaken, Gertrude! How could | “Drat the cat!” whici pertains to the extreme youth of a nation as of an individual, she loves it my eyes be aparkting when I feel ttke— | “What's the matter, girl?’ an veres {t, she has at least one virtue which shines to her glory.’ Lord V. (ewaggering Gown the deok in| “The cat went to sleep on my new hat ‘And what cthers do you think specially belong to her?” asked Marguerite hia steamer tozs)—Ah! Good morning, | and I wore her downtown without no- Mooers Marshall Mise Getrox—rippin’ mornin’--what? theing her?'—Washington Herald. y7 ‘ She has her vidues of character, whitch are rather firmly grounded with| a ‘. ma —_ a —— a antecedents of stout Knickerbock: blood, of Quakers, of Puritans, of Cavatiers. he gens ‘merican is reaily an example of the survival of the fittest, aD OA < D VSsOTSH < 2 { nd possibly the woman evinces th’s fact to a greater extent than the man, By Wells astings i beveuse she had » to survive. s The man who escaped the Indian ecalping knife, bigoted persecution, fron- A nd Brian H ooker tler privations and the clutching powerful hands at his rights probably a _ ee | merged in ri better trim and case than the woman who was his ’ ont ouetatutais . SSeTOoeN eeesane - emporary and kept the race from extinction, fed him, clothed him and held | (Coryrigit, 1911, by BobbeMerril’ Company.) | "Mr. Maclean, I don't see why YoU| can't, after that. But you'll admit I bad ) story, unless you are on the comic eup- ¥ around. Tuke it oF leave it. I aheuld | 9 existence with an agony of persistence. © in former times went soberly! — m should come to me at all about this mat-| the goods. I don't see how I can © plement. This Mra. Cerucci used to be) I found Mr. Tabor in his etudy, gloom. | think there might be a story im it | d and capped at thirty and did not even keep youth in sight, while the mari | SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING INSTALMENTS. | ter, te we have @ dark green automo-| back with nothing, They send me eut | Mise Tabor's nurse, and whea Aatonioling over a paper. “What is it?” he| Merely from hie aide, now that you can by no means discarded his fine feathers nor regarded himaelf as a back number | usin’ fates Shape sutton the | bile, #0 have ten thousand people. And |on these things because I generally make beats her up too frequent, she comes UP | asked, helf rising. “Is anything the |Pally connect him with the easmult. ¥ at that age. has Known © for some’ time. An of |Your story of millionaire kidnappers on | @00d, you eee |here for @ vacation. ell, We Were! ci etiert! b Anyhow, Tm going after him.” & bieaieee cane een eneEeS Barger shout ber, manne eae Ne ou as , | 4n errand of violence is hardly the kind! “Your imagination elwaye was vour late solng for her because the car broke "] gon't tnew." 1 eal. “To Fe “AU right,” Mac maid, 'm with pou. UT the woman held on, grim and graceless, patient and unexpect! spend” the night ‘at the. howe of Miss Tabor's (Of thing—if this is a joke, it seems to greatest charm. Get to work, and use down; @o when we got there, he had " Pp pened ® 1 Good afternoon, Mise Tabor.” 66 : 5 «8 Pecting, | Terents. In the dead of the night he e-awak:|me in very poor taste.”’ it. Miss ‘Tabor, this human gimlet is Juat ainitten her over the brow and re-| letter of youre by mistake, end it! We pursued a trolley car and settled and through her an extreme case of survival of the fittest In| ened by strange sounds. | Miss Tabor ones Crosy | sre won't quite do, Miss Tabor,” the ‘Stride’ Maclean. Lat me give him o|tred to @ well earned slumber, Then | looked ea if I had vetter bring It to you|down panting on the rear seat. Bfec- E , apiritae) saulpmn ants which ultimately tends to phyoteat equipment, ; fherran exilanation. “Ri FG; | man answered, | "Tisn't a Joke, and decent introduction: he probably alight | the neighbors got inquisitive, and myeelt.” lean lay back in & meditative ellance, i “Probably the chief virtues of the American woman are the chief virtues | bo hat Crosby” is maven tha 2 can do ie (o/the matter. is gentleman, for he Away) to escape precisely that 4 eimaerty | his hands thrust deep into bis trousers , of any good and representative Woman of @ new country: endurance, patience, | Ateht cette tiny mane Taber Spree sing 88 was 4 gentleman before he became «| Wadlate fame you were PIAGNING t0| and gue err the eclree teee ine | Pockets, fie shoulders husched forward a tnd ener inherited and preserved and practised. te, a | “What am I to be frank about? You star reporter, had the honor to be- @lve us. That's all. I will only add! to, way o badly drawn human bi and his hat on the back of his pead, a ‘Woman may, and no shame to her, require a little more time to equal mea see, Mr. Maclean, the last man that long to my clase, and he sings a beau- |that Dranderine revived thie washlady | sohaged in with lead pencil, Below this | trina betpre him where his feet boom. in finance and diplomacy, for instance, but men also may require time to equal | nr amay. Mceting Orb again, jeame in to talk frankly wanted fo sell (ful tenor. Naturally he was popular; And we can prove it las Gh kimoot Uieiteh ih of up in the distance, At the ina he omen in #p! development and matters which pertain to that. | , begs him to! drop her @cuuaintanre: lus siiver poliah. Excuse me, but you|he may even have ériends yet, We'll “Oh, fudge,” auld Maclean, “I can't |fan an almost ilegtble acrawl. |suddenty atralghtened himself and alt women tn: apinitual'develepment snd ay hich pertain to that, Tiuight motor trip te New York, |have really nothing to sell, have you?” | tell him all about it, and then periaps write anything out of that at ef We| “If yu dont ety her hack she wil be/ of the « ‘A woman may not de able, to save her life, to manage @ Dank account or He laughed, hunnrously embarrassed. | we'll Grown Biss, Ome crtme tneve or |had tt before, ait but you pecptes bets | tAkh.” A’ Theatnt ea. ‘wane! golen GanTE even to draw checks without awakening ridicule, but the amazement and alarm Why, no, At least, [ don't want to less matters little to people of eur | to go back without a story, too.” | Mr. ‘Tabor knit his white drows, “It| town?’ I said an I followed. of men are great when a Cassie Chadwick appears upon the scene, #0 seldom {s a | #\rep. sell you anythin’, Don't you sometimes dy: | The front door clicked ‘ nd I heard! begins to look as though Carucet had| lle Khrwere’ inollowly at me above a | woman capable of extended fraud, Fraudulent transactions of men do not| hhif count tome the family ate (or some rea. | Call yourself Lady?" | Maclean scowled at me and laughed. Gunag-uaann tas tee Ta deen let out of Jail for want of proof | Cavernous erin, "We are. But met tn equally surprise wom fon jn terror of Sheila's husband, A mystery evi: | “Mr, Maclean!” van, | "Well, it all amounts to this, First, MP e's vere tn the ha agsinst him, Hvidently he te going into | {Rone flannels or that nice new eollege | “One, however, naturally wonders to what developments along masculine | °° Stunde {hem alt “T only mean," he hurried on, “that nobody has beer murdered—as yet!" anj| “Walt @ minute,” 1 aaid, with @ eud- | aeainst | etd at ‘rab-‘rah shirt. We'd have.the sieve \ : y I found your telegram on the floor. |I frowned at him. "Secondly, nobody |4en Inepiration, “perhaps I can dig up| tie black hand business, T #uppor® & | piace wonderin’ what you wanted, ant | lines of work and thought may in the end lead women, A hundred years CHAPTER XII. ‘Coming for you in the car,’ you #aid. has been kidnapped; lastly, it fen't a! another atory for you. But I'll have te / demand for money will come next.” } the mothers showin’ thelr Uti nes | hence both seres may equalize, the number of sharpers and victims of both ~ J Honostly, don't you think we're wastin’ —-———.. _ _ - “But who ia ‘her'~-his wife’ we 5 1 septioman wees ta lode.” ‘ sizes approvimate. and the state of Wall street be more puzzling than| An Amateur Man-Hunt. | “er. oy ite ory, and with two Tyas shad uaa Se SRMn aT ies i prataetes. Taine at we cee an : it és now. )HIGILA herself opened the door | strides 1 was at the door and had 2 i] more thoughtfully, "I don't dike the fel- | Ing to be dixguised?* “Our women are religious if they have had proper training and are worthy } for me. Jerked aside the curtain, ‘If this fel- e y Incen t s low around, but I hamlly #ee ow to| “Disguise nothin’. You just want to . an witho east a yest ' | “You' 7 “ jow is annoying you'—~ I began. | wet rid of him, We can't appear in|ecut out the comedy chorus man, you of love and respect, A woman without at least a little vestige of religion of |i You're Mr. Crosby, 1 sup-|!0W, M1 ee es jens wee m " some sort is -day 4 st inconceivable, and her own life would be insup- Pose,” she said, with that) Tye Swe were stan if 2 court against him; end sensy would | Mt on a jerecy, OF OhyeEy © t | Lady leaning back against the table as) only make hin want mor collar that don't meet in the middle, portable. elusive reminiscence of | \f at bay, The man was taller than I, | A d Vv ] Cc e t Oo I e Oo Vv e T Ss + 1 @add, “there's @ man d shoes, Me, I look low-life any- , “The modern American woman is beautiful, charming, graceful. She also|brogue that may not be put into words.j/and thin with vibrant energy. He ean in the other room, who , 4 dresses well, but without sufficient discrimination, She endeavors to sutt the | ‘Sure, I'm obliged to you, An a@wful| turned half about at my voles, eavil went to college with me. He is a re-| I rebelled when he rolled my gray ‘ occasion to the costume, rather than the costume to the occasion, that 1s, generally | Weight I must have been.” “Jumping June-buge!" he cried atrily. porter —— |wuit Into a ball and jumped on {f, in 1 speaking. somewhat too cheaply emulative in dress and does not grasp| “You were no feather,” I grinned. | “It's Crosby!" je | When a Call Should End, “A what? i the Interest of realism, But at last we 1 the fact that emulation often proves infertority. However, when the American | “Where !s Miss Tabor?’ ; ety others Maa! Pen wrat| B ve’ of the young panels me rte be ™ ad easton saint rer mis fous ales Todor got startes oi ne or Mac unfolded i 4 “Bho or tas | ‘oung men an i, Tam en " ‘ ’ ve | his © % , ) Woman wears what she can afford and wears it wall, at the proper time, ehe| “She's in the Ibn air, with aim the wort, y beth Young. mito a6 wile T & A Sreawanily asl mat alagrerinwe were caniiaes nebo bave! Bie BISA OF CAMPER: | NCTE 7 holds her own, and America should be proud of her young gentleman. ‘There's a letter here!“ Segiiean blushed. ‘See here, Laurie RAGcaTERA At wie titoa Ka anould aay to work 0 until he found us. Huw-| because he wanted to get you himse e arene oF you, sir.” Bho pointed to a mail-| arly aire ere gore eve noedn't have #Uy Uneasiness | you see? He's out for the money—t: 2 strewn table near the door, Bure |e semmered. i'm @ nowsnen % Now, the time of arriving varies more or less, so that to . J md eine 790 6 - i SOP ie anes 1 IpF is erftictyed as mercenary and extravagant. I do not agree with the le re! you see? What's more, I'm thought ) suit his own convenience & man may arrange to arrive for = {2pcut fim. Ho has promized me wot |sasuma. So eats it up here art 66S a Ido net think che is too fond of money for ita own sake, 7|/Soush there was one—from Rob Ains-! some to be a good one. I've got the AY On 5 Aries i ve 4 to une the sory | drops Tabor a love letter. But he's wm! think to the average womap money 1g extremely symbolical. It mean ile, I Judged, by the scrawled address. | goods on this story, and you people social call anywhere between San Late in he evening. ‘Good, € roi , very good, Well, what | just out of th Jus, you see? An’ he S ab | A young gentleman tn the library—|ought to come across, It won't hur If @ call ts very formal, about quarter before 9 ts the correct! about him | knows the force'll wateh out for him. what ft can bring, not what it Ms. - | who on arin could Ire be, and what dialyou aux, Were you te cnesee t me. If the young man knows the gin quite well, it Is mot only thougnt, air, that if he would! So he'll mix up with @ let of other “The average woman does not care for hoarding, Money burns in her| ine ¢eiuw want : |lugged the murdered scruvess down three ‘ \mproper to arrive as soon after 8 o'clock @@ be cares to, — |help me, we nigh uble to find Car- | dagoes, an’ maybe get @ Job daytimes, purse, She wants what money will buy, while she wants it, There are, of) “1've been three days Anding you, |MEbIS of stniren’ | ae &. , But there is one ast rule about leaving @ young iady’s| Uc Std Aone, the Iie ous Of Rim so}ege to have ae couse fon ale deem course, excevtions, At the same time, I do not consider American wemen,| you see," he was saying, “but I gvess| eno) Was so far out of the bag by | Be home which holds unless she ts giving #ome kind of @ recep: | orain thai he haan't killed his wife! love booze; an’ he gets through at 5 as a rule. voluntarily spendthrifts, They may have a wwrone estimate teres he doubt I've got you rishi: | now that I hed to use my Judgment, “1 ¥ jon and there are other guests present and we can threaten him with that, If! P.M. with an ewful thirat, 80 we'll 4 " . | Now, 1 don’t want to make any trou-| wes" Tanewered. “What are you going) A man should take his departure not tater tham half past 10. This !s @ seotal| he's out of Jatl you certainly don't want | hunt for him first where they sell the cf values and make mistakes, but they are not as extravagant ag oftem | pie’ — to make out of it?” | rule which applies in all cases where a young mem is celing, fiim about, And Maclean would help, | demon rum.” termed, oe oh ihe pees sane an too low | Now you're talking. Tell me the| ee [i shink, Cor the wary dm it. Tm ure He dived tnto the potion station, leav- " onal ¢: ay 1 endent for the 4 of men, | tO Me a pping absently at! story. | ’ that we cou! im not to bring | ing me standing outside, and presently Ce eee eee ean vice own good, here can be no douse thes] wie wetter and now I glanced down at/""'Not for publication,” said t, wen «| His Birthday, | Another's Fhotograph, Oe nak tuppome that you tny | Smermed with the Rist of the Byntar i \ pelt support, if the conditions be not too strenuous and do not hinder and turned over the envelope to reread eance erate SrA ee RL who signs her letter “M GIRL who slams her better “H. ar| 8 ry well | Cupmeee. Segs. vei ty, He. So: ptaaelo pst ? development in its highest sense, tends to character strengthening in the woman, the address, It was a dirty envelope of | voivre barking up the right Dut it's writes wattes ‘to making Inquiries that Will MIX us up| portum in cur beefiful little olty, (Now “She 1s romantic, but I doubt {f to as great a degree as popularly judged, the same shape whi Stil a mighty littie one, In the second I have been engaged to a “1 care very deeply for @ youag jn tne matter. you spot all the fruit storea an’ shoe And the romantic woman js oftener amused at her own romanticism than people | lay the ta addressed not | [ye fallen so low as to be an as young man for some time and we are man and | thought he cared for me.) “rl careful, sir,” I answered biacks an’ guinea grocers we mass, en’ know, She is quite able to laugh at her own sentimental tears, being upon the to Me but to Mr. Tabor. I carefully re-| professor with a dignified reputation. | to be married soon, Please tell me|But recently he showed ee @ photo-| When I spread the note out before | w ke them later. whole more objective than supposed. And often women are tenderer toward Placed the single sheet and us caret Neither Miss Vabor nor I is golng to be | what will proper to give him for|#raph of ai kit] and sald ia liked | Mae ho sniffed and wrinkled his nose, ou'll have to be careful how you a nen than in thems Ithough men never know. stored the whole in an inner pocket. Tt head-lined to meke a sourmalietic hol!) iy pirthday." her very much, Would be do this if ne} “Well?” I said inquire after him," T said, the romance In men than in them a Seemed @ matter for Mr Tabor’s eveal den, and if we were you Wouldn't write fe! , 4 te tee oven at jothin’, ‘There atn't any black hand.| “f ain't. i'm lookin’ for his eowsin, : “What will her future be? I am not @ prophet, and that 1s rather a stu- gione. tt Inasmuch as you are engage u | \1e'0 al! gape, dust @ sigeasure that any | Giuesppe’ thes looks like taien,omeen aay 7 pendous question Lady's voice came clearly through the, Maclean knawed a bony knuckle and | %UNS man and to be married goon, you! Maybe the young man only showed | dago uses, like ‘unknown friend hairy, an’ tattoo-marks om his bands, , “I do not think woman's future will be her past of a century ago for a long curtained door. I thought it sounded | pondered. “Darp you,” he @aid. “Beg| may give bim anythipg you think he you the other photograph to find aut] «Yew ought to knew," eald I, “but|you sald. Come on.” 5 whirl of the wheel. Beyond that J think nothing, for I know nothi} Uttie etreined. your pardon, Miss Teber—i s'pore 1 would like, weener you were jealous here we are with this man hanging y Fe Be A ie . } . ‘ Neca ~ iar ns oe — yf sc ba enone pe emesis +