The evening world. Newspaper, May 25, 1911, Page 23

Darktown Doings. | ReLto ALE! Geel FHeLo _ | | p,titee ad on Bo) Mena od Tat Nou 8 poet aaa You look binoto a Ee eat Nothing will dampen a man's ardor so cJectively as a wet blanket of |} ndicule. It's wonderful how little tt takes to make a pair of lovers perfectly i happy defore marriage—and perfectly miserable after marriage. A man never can forgive his wife for catching him in something that he went to all sorts of trouble and pains to conceal from her. It takes tact to get a man attached to you detached, A man's idea of the ethics of flirtation is a lie for a lie, and a fig for the truth, Mrs. Peck—Those new neighbors of ours must be awfully rich. Mr. Peck—What makes you think so? Mre. Peck—Why, they seem to have everything In the world they can't afford! a WHEN HE SHOULD BE TRIMMING 1 WANTA Take MYRTLE 12 ld ANDI HAvaN'T GOTA CENT ‘‘Them Was WA! HAL HA! CANT STARD raucn, ) CAN Nous GIT TiRED JUST LiKe You uses To, BACK IH THE OLD Hat HAtWa. of e'D Reflections ofa 8 & ®& Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland Soe husbands have a genius for giving infnite! pain. The greatest hero of modern life ts the man who pays his wife's fare to Reno in order that she may tell the Judge what a “brute” he is. The hardest part of life for a husband ts having to|< tell the same woman the same old story every day in| such a different way that it will always sound fresh and convincing. and genius to get him, WHY~ Do PSOPLE SPEND REAL MONEY TO BUILD A NOTHING - wate 2h ‘ AIR CASTLE | (Ooprright, 1911, hy Robbe-Merrill Company.) SYNOPSIS OF PRECEL ial 1 a a te CHAPTER XII. (Continued.) An Amateur Man- Hunt. IE went through two or three saloons, wi med to be an unconscionable time, weaving | into an elaborate discussion | of things in general, soma affaira varied surprisingly without tn the least altering his desoription, I knew that Mac had an inventive genius, but I was astonished at Its fertility of detail, “I didn't expect anythin’ tn those Joints," he confided, as we pushed through a swinging door. ‘They're a pea too good for him, I just wanted to | hear myself talk, an’ get up my speed. Now, this place looks better. You take seltzer after this, or a clmar, Their snake-medicine'd poison you. Me, I'm immune.”" It was low-celled and emoky, and full of large cuspidors and small tables, The bottles were fewer, and glittered with gilt ornamentation, !ike the bottles in a | barber shop, A vell of dingy mosquito netting protected the mirrors, The bar- tender was blue-shaven and deilberate, with neat trk of sliding bottles and win without upsetting them, several feet along the dark, dull surtace of the bar. “Glovannt Scalploclo been in to night?” Mac asked casually, after ten minutes of excise problems and the pure food law. | “It he has he ain't left his visiting leard," returned the bartender. “What 40 you think J am—delngate from the organ grinders’ union? I don't keep tad on every I-tallan dago that comes into Why 2—22222272722222222 IT COST FiVE MILLION = You CAN HAVE (7 For@ gies 00. we gas Re 4 PLIZABETH nS WHA ONG BEAN APIBCE FOR yeas C) ‘S WHERE} GEY Rich Quick! 1 Hat HAY Revemoer THAT HOT DAT te JUL VINEN WE WENT ExPLORIH? AS ABOUT DEAD WITH \ AttT BEEN f\ 7 i,asT— HAO'NT HAD A $6 TIRED IN //\ DRINK ALL O | | next two or three places, somewhere.” Mactean joit- | were forced to listen to The Evening World Daily Magazine, Thursday. May 25. the Happy Days!’”’ WALKED ABOUT 20 mines & pee The Professor’s A New York “Summer Girl’’ Romance by WELLS HASTINGS and BRIAN HOOKER . What kind of a lookin’ feller “I don't know. ‘They all look afike to me, Oh, @ monkey-faced guy, all tat- tooed, works up the line here a Itttle. His wife oes me on a sewin' machine. Told me he was down here.”” “Seems to me I geen that fefler,” the bartender reflected. “Talks all chokey, don't ‘he? Yes, he was In to-night, about half an hour ago. Made an argu- T wou ang him up— huffing with Impatience, an bought clgars and slowly (he subject. Then T burst out of doors so hurriedly with two harmless looking individuals who were coming !n. “What shall we do now?’ I demand- od. Take a cigarette instead o' that | Simebury cabbage, an’ cool off. If it's our guinea, he's huntin’ free drinks all up the street. We'll run into him the In the next we drew a blank, but fn the one after that we learned that our man had just left; and, to my dissust, cireumstan- {al account of his pleas and expedients In quest of liquor on credit. I was more certain than ever that ft was Carnec! curfosity as to the where-boute of an|himeelf, and hurried Mac on to the} Itailan debtor whose name and personal | | next saloon. To my surprise Ne ied the way to al Chonse | table in the furthest corner and eat) "At asked about the guin Why my friend was,’ ly. “Has he been back? down with his back to the door, You look here, Laurie,” he mut- tered, leaning across the table as the bartender went back for our order, “There's more doing in this than we're wise to, Did you see those two gink that we ran into in the door baci there?"* No." sald I; “what ab “Well, that's what Il to know the first t t them? after us, you see? Hy been {n those two float along after a couple of minutes, all right, not sectn’ anybody, And they look ile guineas themselves, There they come now. He spoke without turning his head, and T looked past hin entering the room, 1 sallow and respectab cldedly fat, and they looked to me lke small Italian tradesmen in thelr Suns day or travelling clothes. They stood one of them de- with rapid speech and gesture and pay- Toom, 80 absorbed own conversation. “You're crazy," said I, “they don't down the even know wi 7? 0 a By- 6M QUINLER, 419 Raven Sr, Brvootiwn WATER, Recourect ¢ Mystery around till 1 come. there vou duck for the bus If they don't 1 I want to know | steadily "re after, you aoe?” ‘What do vou think they are?" wanted for arson.” T obeyed, wondering if Maclean's tn- stinet for sensation had got the The two men er as I passed them, but went| With @ gulp. ‘Tho fat Itallan soratched T heard enough to| the match on his shoe, and breathed a gather that they were discussing the| soft cloud of s1 Yot, despite my scep- tlelsm, I walked up the treet: with | took me confidentially by the elbow, something the sensation of having just boy with an ominous The other saloon was fatriy crowded, and it was some minutes be- fore I found myself drinking « very | on with their talk, price of butter, *| passed a amall “That 40 all “Tho reason I ssked yer's be # two other feller after ess they sold him a grand He moved along to attend to other customers, leaving me staring excitedly A moment later he swabbing the be- Mac wants % hie does, They're after the same dago, or else they're y Joint we've about the room. passed ma without a look nat a table, stil throat became suddenly dry, 5 to find myself r hare; and the n by unknown Ttallans was more melo atthe bar, talking between themselves dramatic confused memory of all the detective | Ing not the smallest attention to us. | stories I had ever rea ‘They did not even glance around the oning with the being shadowed seething In my mind I lounged toward the door, gained ere they in their! the street and started off on a first corner, ran half tock, then walked quietly | ¢ | back. The two men were nowhere to be ne Dollar Each Paid for the Best “Whys.” > 2? P P P P 2 Your Name, Date and Address Should Accompany Each “Why” Contribution Copyright, 1911, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York World) WHY= WILL A YOUNG MAN IN | WHY- CAN A MAN DRive 4 | WHY-DOES A FATHER Tete [WHY wie A FELLOW TRY To A CROWDED CAR TAKE UP — SO MUCH oe - = a WHEN OTHERS BuILD in if ae — OTHER TIMES HE OccuPIES BUT HALE A SEAT 300 PoUNP AuTomoBILE — WHEN HE CANT DRIVE A wie NAtL ? «be By Clare Victor Dwiggins WAS ALL IN = TONGUE HANG- po ovT— A We FouND AWG oF (H A FIELD You FouNS (T & GWE Me FIRST ORIN BOL HASHAD Ha! 1 DRunk ALL | Be a Ui =TO Tease Yo) GROUHD * He! Wo! Ho! think ['voyaeon. As 1 stood on the corner one of covered police stuff five years without knowtn’ when I'm being gum-shoed. I've fat bologna before, T ain't aftet a martyr's I tell you what you do You pike out an’ go back to that firet| Would be sure. I follo lace where we got the scent, an’ watt | him for half a dozen bi If they follow you | looked around n street an’ | the least, and wh: be along | tracks 1 stood and watched him go | them, the thinner one, came slowly out Of the saloon, pausing to light a cigar. etto, and atrolied casually away from me up the atreet, It seemed tmpossthie | that he bad any interest fn me, but | retully after ks, He neither ol his pace tn out of sigh Then [jumped nh & passing car, con lwratulating myself on hav ng carried "FT don't think yet; I'm olin’ to know, /out my instructions, even thous they | saven'a had been rather unnecessary. And on that T collided | sake Joly the barkewp for all you know | the outskt!r of the town | stepped off to look as if you were|to walt for my own car, Just ae it turned the corner some one touched me | on the Arm “Pardon; have you a match?" 1 swallowed my heart down again “Thank you, sare, Now tell me,” he wiat is it you want with Antonio Carucel?* My car was passing. “T never heant of him,” said tas blankly aa I could. You've got the wrong man,” “Excuse me, sare, No mistate at att 44 the bartender, allding my | He smiled deprecatingly “you're the guy The car was almost beyond reach. ‘AIL right,” T eatd, "Come in here, ‘and if you can show any right to ask, | behind us, I flung him on his H in aickontng inetant, 1 it that my last device had been fn vain, Hut at that moment a couple of men ran from the sidewalk behind my pure suer and caught Mim by the coat. Dhe t atood in the middle of the street ingling and gasticulating; and the conductor, with a disgusted Jerk of the bell, started 1 lean called a pretty good get- away for an teur, Did you wee us ) your fat friend?” | What? Wan that yout “Sure was !t; me and the other one, | Now Maten, Hello! n you hear? Those two parties are plain-ct thoy let him out for, to watch him, you see? I'm with ‘em now, You people just He as low as you can, and do nothin’ at all 1f you want to keep out of It, And If I get wine to anythin’ 1'll call you up. Goodby!" And his receiver went up with a (To Ba Continued.) PowRED THE REST OUT om THE | nl SAT, WASNT You mao Att~ Wem was ™M THe. Happy DANS dummy! WAS awed the car | 8 we turned together toward | slothes men | after the other party, That's what! Mr. Grouch—Yes, and it’s only the easy things that do! Can You Think of Some? Send’Em In. -— ~ 1911; | | | THOSE GOLDEN 2, Nee aur se AH Nes! pus oF AApeY pays I{llll 7K 5 ’ { “Ch Up, C bert!” eer Up, Cuthbert Caneel AP its elena J, What’s the Use of Being Blue? There Is a Lot of Luck Left. }. ee By Clarence I. Cullen Copyright, 1911, by Tho Press Publishing Co, (The New York World). IMORM'S Clase tn Knowing just)“A Good Fellow When He Had It” if when to get Cold Feet! that Stuff didn't Involve the Wearing of — Fringe at the Bottoms of ‘Em! There's no Geta- —a way Day at the) It's Queer what a Lot of Things we r Happiness Track!| can Make Love To Except Our Job! © | Its Pretty Hard | Just had a Letter from @ RegLar ; Correctly to Gauge} One Who Heaved Coal with & Head by the; ship in ‘H—and now hi | Outside Measure- | This Man's Regular Army, ment! Antone! But he's a Reg-Lar Onell « A Sure-Enovgh| Most of us find that there's « High Win-O ut doosn't| Railing at the Jumping Off Piacet “ mean Wirtng > Home for Coin! very Rebuff has a Return Coupon;, | A Most of the Instaiment Colloctors we, The Really Invincible Injun never, Know are Hard of Hearing—except when | Proclaima it! Got It! - - — A Good Winner isn't Mean Enough to Whenever we Tear a Man speak of | Sympathize with the Heaten Mant the Time he wan Broke as if it were a _ » Incident, we Know that hej ‘The Friend who hands you that “Burn Your Bridges” Adjurttion hardly Dates’ — jto Light @ Maton! “Iti All be the Bame tn a IHiundred, —— Years” ts the Lacie bid the Slumper! The Troubie about the Pun We've Had is that, while s Agieeabie to Kemenit! 1 be Nice to be Soexee of ams ber, it lan't Hockable! rt Mrs. Grouch—t# sseme the easiest thing in the world to get married i HIS BABY 15 AN IDEA# Pur. 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