The evening world. Newspaper, July 25, 1911, Page 13

Consright, 1011, ty The HAT: NO WHAT 00 YOu THINK 1'M NOY MADE OF MONEY! HUBBY- CAN ' BuY A NEw HAT? ME: 1 THINK 1° GOING To BACHELOR GIRL By Helen Rowland Copenant, 1011, ty The trees Publishing Co, (The New Vert Word). gild the hard, cold facts of life—until all the world seems rdoliielse son Don't wonstaneth that a man is really in love just be- cause he has lost his heart; wait until he loses his ‘botiem. ‘ Bverybody is busy writing advice on “How to Hold a Husbani’s Love,” ‘ut a wife's love apparently is supposed to be held on with a patent fastener —the kind that won't come of. Le is just a glittering illusion with which we! Sy “World Daily Magazine. Copyright, 1910 and 1911, by Little, Brown & SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTDRA. been befriended in eailier vaguely dislikes Saton, increases when @ young widow whom he himself ad: Bertrand, Saton is who Rochester's annosance noys Marrabel, m' >, 1s also attracted to old woman chatn of fortune telling A blackmail echeme is a side feature ft the business, Rochester reno es ib vai: with Pauline for liking Saton’s companionship s wach, then comes to an open clash with Sato on the mubjcet. Aw Saton jy walking through ti wouds on Kocheste , after en with Lola, The average man marries a woman because she wears a No. 2 shoe,’ wna then is always shocked and surprised to discover that she ‘has a No, 2, drain to match it. | To get the real news of what is actually oecurring at the summer re- torts just now we shall have to wait until September, tounts will appear in the “Gone to Reno” columns, Nobody feels so qualified and so eager’ to tell you all about the art of managing a husband as a sjz weeks’ old bride. Later she somehow grows tather silent and thoughtful on the sudject. The average husband can always win in an argument with hid wife by Atting perfectly still and keeping his mouth shut—and then going out and Going as he pleases. Sl Is the White Man to Vanish ? \\ ae ‘the approach of the season) and conditions. And he would appear of midsummer madne: nd | to “clinch his argument” by asserting hot weather silliness the world | | “Add to this the rapld Increase of the @ etven an unueual amount of “dope” | darker races, compared with the siow f : increase of the whites, and the doom aa en ne oe ieadere ta | of the white man is Inevitable.’ fhe enunciation of startling statements! “yton of intelligence—not necessarily Ramee the Racdigy 9 Fall soe ot | “Of, London university,” but men of ine Oue leme telligence—have been taking account of hig kind comes in the form of asser-| the conditions and. prospects of the Jonel W, Lyde “of races for many «enerations, Some of This mew claim-| the facts gathered by these men are: in the roster of ful-| The estimated population of the earth, int for notoriety ninstore of alleged wisdom predicte| to-day, is 1,20,190,(00; the total of all the he “vantohing” of the white race. ‘Wark’ rao ‘@-cans, Malays, ety Whet may be his sources of informa-| dians &c.—1!s approximately” 200,000,000: tion ta-not set forth. Perhaps no such} yo that the whites and “near whites” tources are necessary for such a “lead+ wr’ im the movement to inform the world concerning welshty questions af- ‘ecting {ts future conditions. He puts into sentences a lot of words in regard ments,” to “climatic conditions,” to “abnormal and therefore jangerous number about 1,820,000,000; whites, ever since atte: tion have been made, v much more rapidly than the darks, The Whole matter 1s worthy of con- sideration simply as an {illustration of how much some men, even “of London and that the when the full ac- Ba he committed the cr hey What act was et ynotisen,. mcceets He asks her to marry Hig a ed af later arows hie love ton. ona few 4 for Pauline, She rejects hit CHAPTER XXVIII. (Continued.) Spoken From the Heart, POU are quite right," he said, “I should not have come. T do not often have impulses, It is @ min- take to listen to them I came because it was the first hones: desire which I have liad since I looked down Into the water and turned away,” He walked toward the door. She stood with her finger pressing the beil. He seemed somehow to have lost wha Uttle presence he had ever possessed His head was bowed; he walked as one feeling for his way In the dark. Never once did he look arou'd. As he stood before the door, her lips were suddenly parted. A great wave of pity rose up from amonz those other things in her heart. She would Gave called out to him, but her there, The dvor had beep opened. She clenched her teeth, and resumed her place upon the sota, She ‘heard the front door closed, and she found her self watching him through the blind She saw him cross the road very much is he had crossed the room—unseelng stricken, She watched him until rays of sunlight.” to “protoplasm under university,’ know that “ain't a0,"— JIMMY) I'm A Do MEDAN, ORHERY Tats ME- od Bic Lume oF er “Wawioy al, \WWATS THE MATTER, ALF? A LOW Down |MEABLEY , ,CONTEMPTIBLE CUR! OW! WN, ‘\ crossed the corner of the square. Hei eyes were misty with teal Pauline in charge of one of these places, is tn lore with Bertrand. butler wae already |The Moving Finger +}: By E. CHAPTER XXIX. The Courage of Desperation APT, VANDERMERBE had a frignd from the country, and was giving him supper at the so pointing out the different people who Savoy. He was re worthy of note. “That,” he said, pointing to an adjoin- ing table, ‘is really one of the most Interesting men tn London. “He looks like an actor,’ remarked. “So he may be,” Vandermere answered grimly, “but his is not the Theaplan stage. He is a lecturer and writer on his friend occultism, and in his way, I suppose, he is amazingly clever.” » “Do you mean Bertrand Saton?” his ‘riend asked, with interest. end. = Th experiment wasn't wholly lets ot v4 a anil Vandermere nodded. muoceastul, but It Was Wonderful, all the | )sn% }eurnus record my name, pe the “You have heard the fellow's name, of| #ame—wohderful ostaurants, This ts “For the last month or 80 one seems to meet him every- where, and In-all sorts of society. The iMustrated papers, and even the maga- dines, have been full of the fellow's photograph. Women egpectally seem to regard him as.something supernatural, Look at the Way they are hanging upon his words. now, That is the old Duchess of Ampthill on his left, and“the others are all decent enough people of @ sort." “I gather from your tone," his friend course," he sald. remarked, “that the young man is got a favoniie of yours.”” “He 1s not," Vandermere answered. ‘I don't understand the breed, a fact. Apart from that, he has hac 1e confounded tmpertinence to make love to—to a very charming young lady if my acquaintance.” “He isn't particularly good-looking,’ the friend remarked—"‘striking I suppose veople would say.” “He ha 4 sort Of unWholesome way of women,’ Vundermere re: “Look how they all manoeuvre with him.” his righte as leaving early Dhe Duchess whispered something in his vy, at which he only laughed. Halfa dozen invitations were showered upor alm, which he accepted conditionally, “EF never accept invitations,”” he sald ‘except with a proviso, As & matter 0 uct, I never can tell exactly when | shall want to work, and when the feel ng for work comes, everything else must , It 1s not always that one is in the right mood. How énteresting! sighed “Must be like writing peotry, only fa: | nore exciting,” another murmured “Tell me," a girl asked him, as tooped over her fingers to say goo maght, ‘is ft really true, Mr, Saton, the if you Itked you could make me 4 things even against my will-that yo could put ideas into my head which 1 one of the womer c! Thats wat Jan! NSS, '00D-FOR NOTHIN mpm HU h GREAT ime t ' BULLS A SNEAKIN' (sin ai VIMATE i) PRooF Come OVE 3 an WieD Ma we BEEN TMINKIN? IT ALL OVER . THe WAY lve TREATED You — Tne Best FReND I'VE GoT - WOULD GET A ING- AMY PLACE OuT6IDE OF A Comic SERIES. I'm ASHAMED OF MYSELF, dimmy | AND | APOLOGIZE TO YoU AND | WANT YOU To FORGIVE mE, Now, diam, AS A OF OF MY FRIENDSHIP, } GoulG— To PRESEN day You Vit mt Cane — No OLO tan. ‘ KARO on nd that’s |! Tuesday Suly Overrigta, 1911, ty The Prem Putiishing Co, 25. 1911. (Pitt New York World), Now, COME AlDNG) | WAY SIOE ms weil eh! - Phillips Oppenheim should be forced to carry out?’ Yertainly."* “And you never make power?’ “Very seldom,” he is the chicanery of . cause people when they covered @ little are so anxiou their knowledge, that they further, It is very easy inde inate the will of certain individu what We really want to understand be- fore we use our power, is the law tha governs ft. Good night, once more “A wonderful man!" they sighed one to another as he passed out. “I am one of the few,” the Duches: remarked complacently, “who has seer went on. “He telle me that you have opened even the olf one hat the offices are hari 4p business {9 good,” remarked Saton, dryly “T thought that we were going quietly for @ time,” she sald. “It was you who were no terrified at the risk. Do you imagine that the danger In over?” ‘My dear Raghael,” te answered, coming over to her, “I have come to the conclusion that I waa over-timid There is no auccess in ife to be, won without daring. Money wo must have, 1nd these places are like @ gold mine to us, If things go wrong we must use of your “That dis- xplolt er go any 4 have dom- lake our chance. cont & real manifestation of hi powers. I. | ig eSHACiOUT SL A Ge Mae aie ig tfue,” she added, with a litte shud-| ie J, 4 4a pug,” ahe added, with @ littie shit} ne to be in evidence everywhere, ‘The papers published my portrait, the #o- not T am giving a lecture the 4 business, Saton left the restaurant and entered | veck after next, and every seat ie al, the @mall electric brougham which war] ‘eady taken. I'am going to say some waiting for him, He lit a cigarette anc | daring things. Afterward, | am going leaned back among the cushions, o Naudheim for a month. When I nusing over the events of the evenin come back L shall give another lec- with a complacent smile, ‘The last few | wre After that, perhapa these places ecks roomed (o have wrougnt some} @ill not be:necessary any more, But subtle change in the man. His face war | Whig can M muat have, at once stronger and weaker, re de joney all the termined, and yet in a sense less (rust worthy, His manner had gained in as sertion, his bearing in confidence. There was an air of resolve abou vat men and Ww 1 looked at hi You amuse me, eally n with a grim amie. sho maid. “Are you the half-starved boy who flung though he knew exactly wher: | 0 i was going—how far, and nikragit “Ah aay, Hprees' heads! Mite rection, And with it all he lat were lines under his eyes, ane} sci owen the Fates have: tnade of ‘ace was worn—at ra, let himself into the little hous In Berkeley Square with his lntohkey and turned at once into Rachael's room She was sitting over the fire in a brill lant red dressing gown, her head ebal times amos | She mhook her Mead. "You are going too fas You terrify me. What “Lots 1 of age in epled. “On the day age 1 demand her vantty—this | (/BLANKETY!! Bunk! ~ $100,-110-45-- IT Costs: fee Money What's the There Is a 11% Inflammeble Man makes T Punk Finish! The ‘Top-Notoh Hitters are Never Content to ‘Just Keep Up their Average!" Without having the Least Ao quaintance with the "OC Cradbed Old Cove," we Do Ad- mire Him — for Wearing the Kind = of a Hat that CETCOLLEN: putts itm, in- stead of Blindly Following the Rest of the Sheep! The Man Who DOES Marionette! is Never « It 4a. @ Heap Easter to Rneer at the Other Fellow than 4t te to Keep Pace With Him! Making the Best of It doemt mean Adopting Makeshiftet During our Summer Rambles we came to the Sign of the Impenetrable Skull, and there the Two Phrases » | \and. rae, Tahal! wately colftured, her fingers and neci | rey her atone brilliant with Jewels. Yec when shi | sswhy net’ now?” Rachgel: asked. urned her head one saw a change | «wry walt a day? The money will Axe had laid tts «rip upon ter at last | me ater voice had lost its decision, He. | “Ht wilt tall you why," Suton anewered. bled in her lap. ‘wecause T have ambitions, and because late, Bertrand,” she said |; would do them harm {f people be- laved that I hed exercived any sort of * he answered. "I hav: nfluence to make that girl marry me | veén supping at the Savoy with th: | ygainst her guardian's wishes. I do| Duchews of Ampthill and some friends.’ | ise my influence as {t ts, although,” he | She looked at him searchingly, looke kied, frowning, “I find {it harder | it him from head to foot, noted th: val nh me tn the} ri exactness of his evening attire came to tea ind his enamel links and watstcoat bu tons, the alr of confidence with whi @ crossed the room to mix himself whiskey and 5 It was she who ha been like that a few months ago, ane They seemed to ha changed plac 0. HENRY Sto Bvening World durin; august. The fiction treat of th seanon, she sald, “you nowadays ed, frighte | she Vue GARRIEO THAT CANE OVER 20 Yeas, HATHA! Ree Jimny! MY FATHER GAVE IT To ME . ITS THE SAME CANE tM FATHER BRONE YouR FATHER'S Henao YH. He OFTer USEO TO LAUGH AND TELL Mme How He SMASHED Him- YOUR FATRER WAS Just Such A UTTLE PRUNE As YoU Are YOU Unow—_ AND \ Want “You To Keer Mar Cane FOR o.p Times Sake. Do You EVER RecaLL Therm HAPAY DAIS (IMM? war HaA! \ Pawfeo You uP, with Mud , a Mave You DANCE Ho'Ho! | CHARGED T /& Te Fever Me whet | Fimacuy Just’ Roiteo You In hit THe Vins wp HAS MBER. THe Time , own AT Te OLD SHiramin’ Hole ,wien | For The Fetters? FELL oveR A the Sore A Full Stop. OBERT W, CHAMBERS, the novelist, was temperament, says the Philadelphia, Ledger. “1 have, little patience with the. artistle tem- peramest,” Mr Chathers sald, ‘Ite synonyms fs wifishnes. Mrs. Wontaworth wae right."” Mr, Chambers niet “The got a candle, and write at her husband's dio: | Atom for ten’ oF fifteen minutes, “A couple of hours later Wordsworth would again, Marta, Nés Aue! Like A MONWeEN, \ Nise I(r EM PINS A OAnce | Dance 2 Sav} You/ ten | | erick ~ Ho!no! } We bars; “Cheer Up, Cuthbert!” By Clarence L. Cullen. Copyright. 1911, ty The Prem Publishing On (The Mow York World), The Day’s Good Stories “And Mr, Wordaworth would rise sleeptiy, lai 4 DEAR OLO CANE ) AND INK OF You EveRynme | Use of Being Blue? Lot of Luck Left. Mainty Heard were: ‘Bportin’ Ife" and “Openin’ Winet” Birds of @ Feather Knock Together! “Wheat Can't Be Oured Must Be’—a Bum Diagnosia, and Generally Ie! ‘The Gtrap Hanger ie Always « Strict Party Man at the Polle—which Makes It #0 Perfeotly Certain that he De- eorves Precisely What He Geta In Due Time the “I Don't Care” Man comes to find that Nobody Klee Does! Tt 49 the Aggregate Work of the Man With One Idea that has Made the World Anew! Anybody can Tread the Beaten Path— the Winner Makes his Own Recon- nalseance! Fate, whilst it Roves the Irrigation of Human Teara te BaMed by @ Humen Smile! “Mea Culpa” must be Written at @e Top of the New Leaf! Bome Day the Man whe Wenders Why he Can't Get Along Like Other Fetlere will wee @ Personally-Condueted X-Ray! ~Ttt Kee? 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