The evening world. Newspaper, August 29, 1911, Page 13

Ene eee ste | ‘ The Evening World Daily Magazine, ‘Tuesday, August 29, 1911 ‘ Copyright, 1911, by The Pres Publishing Co, (The New York World). Ji HAAtua! AiRoWw ,EN2 | Dowt see IT=\IfAnD wer IT was Reavy To FloaT rey] On? Heng Werte ‘ren! RemembeR That Balloon we MADE 1 Teo TT A ‘eck & GRApECO Just Wao a Tu BACK IM The OLD Days , SimmMY 2 MAE |IThAT LITTLE YELLOW Cun OP YOURS Poosycat 10¢ p V dust Wad A TAKISH Hl iT cor oF YouR MoTieRs THK OMRT— |] g Teo Him TO IT & Then’ Cut The ROOSYCAT 10¢ 3 They'd Raise ay ( a! BATA Torre AMO Feet /I\ ho we FuLeD AT win HoT AIR CHER Rorpe— Wa! na! fornueet How He ROOSYCAT log /{Q MY INSURANCE Lda acl As BRIGHT As A ea Gre A LiTrle BRICK Yerreo Wren He SARCO Awa? OVER ete : Ante iF Tey Gireue en tve see! \ ESM, Soe There Goes \"turnace ,vu™ + Vite Barn & Row Yeu crven wierd bene Sriow “ei si INT 1S Gener Hews’ KHeW THIS. wartine Here B See] lute ovo Peewee 2 ONE NOW) TOME PIPE. SHCKIN TF) He beep 4 HENER Have 0 60 THe Bie _ARSHP ALF, WOK» BAe is & SITIO j i] a ' ’ N P ] vee ore W “1 don't think A eword in the} } FQ td e | grana opera in pi reese bs et eflections of a English will be Just been identified 5 any improve- as that used by Chief Lure ment." Joan of Aro, and pocceinstaseetheeitane inset “You don't?" | presented to her of “The Siren’ “No. When 10] by Charles VII. of By Helen Rowland to @ grand opera) France. On one in I's Songs aan cabencae| side of the nt Guo, 10, Wy th Frm Pethaeng Oo (rs Dow om Wa ‘ e } can't understand | says the jon t ( op VEER! | what they're sing-| Malt, 19 engraved x 18 e0td that man te Alles with original eins bu! L 3 ing end I take it! a figure kneeling there ts nothing more original edows most ¥ BY CHARLES DARNTON. easy. But the before @ cross, and men’s cine than there te about their esouses. F course Charles Frohman would never think of presenting John Drew in hire $0) Seve bah eens —s O “Camille” or Francis Wilson in “Magda.” But he didn't hesitate to pre- bret greed badd - wile. he eae Don’t try to flatter a mon by telling him you ander- ent Donald Brian in “The Siren” last night. .. Hie wt side’ bes “e4 stond Mm; concentrate your efforts on making him T™ musical comedy anything !s possible and everything improvable. Take this sing tt will just! Believe he te the only Auman being astute enough to view of it and it's as clear as day. The plot, to be sure, may be a trifi A2Y) about drive me! but, as every one knows, the plot doesn't matter. With this sort of play the|crasy.” — Ex- alao bears the arme | UMderatand you, name's the thing. And above all there's the name of the star. change. of France and of as According to allghe rules of musical comedy, therefore, Donald Brian was the the town of Or- A man may de wiee enough to “say nothing and caw wood; but + star at the Knickerbocker Theatre, where “The Siren” was greeted by ono of | ates, Youngwoda| and the Gate! woman who te wise enough to keep her mouth ehut never will Reve to the warmest audiences of the season. Although Miss Julla Sanderson was the (boastingly)—1 hing otee but look pleasant for a Neing. airen to all intents and purposes, Mr. Brian seemed pleased with the arrangement | may mot be mao — OW WOOE OF a enyENINY s { and quite — cheerful | of @ cook, but my The greatest run ebout himself. In fact,| husband has never of salmon in yeare It'e never too carly to learn; and lovemaking, Khe ewimming en’ his incessant amtabil-|y + twitted me! has now entered | skating, te an art that the expert ueually hee acquired before he te ten hy spread Uke @ smile] about the better the Columbie@l years old. i over! the whole per-Icake and ples his River, For the first pines formance. mother ued tol “me in several He was @ gay youns| make, seasons the run The difference between the masculine and feminine senes.of honor 4s, Gen relia "8! Mrs. Keene—No, jhas become too| that a woman has no code, but follows her inetinete, while a man HAS hrough life aa the pet| gear, hie father heavy for thecan-| a code, but follows his inclinations. , of the eat s. qe Ite) used to run a bak- ners to handle at as a star may dependlery. — Boston one time, and this upon this!) He took! transcript. has forced many It de something of a shock to @ girl who Rae spent her youth studying ae new honors gract 4 lof them to put| the Latin roote, Greek forme, and French (dome to Glecover that the ‘uly and sang 80 welll «Do those city | away nome of the! only languages men really apprectate ore the languages of the eyes ond that his voice came as! ioara, A surplus tn storage an agreeable surprive,| rave themselves tebe ace sre dady-talk. but somehow or other heasrasnd at home? ked cam bi , i 14 "Me pel ~ the aalghbor cr te Perhaps tt ts because ao man delieves that he and Me wife ore “one,” perdi i ey “Nope,” replied In Japan and| that he always blames her when he eps from the straight and narrow fowaver (Ok perl Hezmost Corntomsel, ive Us Heatpe path, | bos ptied boda lait of actin’ the way | Ider gona: Houses Nothing can hold love from you but your own incapacity to receive it. h hey | hold, j—<— he waa setzed and) whey 49 1 they | hold, The time: | whirled away first by Ving tower incother (i one woman and then } gers ch Asher “ee ¥ | rally de- Sm pee somu"sen'ae| {Cheer Up, Cuthbert!” make any man tired.) way pa, what {ferree sere py cee 9 e He finally took to 8! aces it mean when Vy geet i hy table and ‘ £ 3 7 fireing fora. change,| #872, the Su- | Gnbearable. tna | What's the Use of Being Blue? but In spite of the fact | Preme Court dia- | Soe Oe eae There Is _a Lot of Luck Left. Ben se lp aaah 4 | to de 0 wren! —————— everybody could, eee Teteteunie at By Cl. L. Cu Wnt Lip cctne, aotae (Tou ke the tndigntting she by Clarence I. Cullen. this new form of ex-| {nats i i da verself has had to| % orcine did not show | ‘utlon of the trus | Coprright, 1011, by The Pree Publihing Co. (The New York World), him at hie best ED ai eel | ed |] TVING Up to @ Standard helps 10) We've ecen « Lot of Fellows win the @ince Dorfald Brian waltzed into prominence with “The Merry Widow" wel (noes it ft pe | AB soumonion oF lave Down the Miatakea! Succeeding Bouts after Habit mad @ had so many men dancers from Russia that now we may Judge him too| {Nee jan’t any) | the Past. voleanc, | - Pinned dete of thelr Shoulders to the tically, But the fact remains that hie voice ran away with his feet last night, | jer s tee! Ph ee | The Only One who can Deny us| Mat! barery ashe has never sung before, “Well, my son, heard for the al-| Another Chance te the One who — the chief lure of “The Siren Hes tn its songs. There can ve but one opin-| when you dissolve moat incredibia| Weara our Hat! Conscience fe « Nag that Knews iom on this point. Leo Fall's music is charming, though not strikingly distinctive, | a 1ump of sugar in lauthses 06 400 — Win-Out Way! possibly because all, or ett of it, is in the same strain. The ecore !s essentially sugar \s | miles, as verified| ‘The Climb-Out only Begins to be Basy = of the waltz-me-again variety. i. tere, but you by reports re-| when we Absolutely Quit Kidding Our. | Brooding over Being Byoke sever The book is a dead weight. The “Hnglish version” by Henry B. Smith! can't aco it."—Life. cetved afterward, | eelves! Helped to Rebutld « Bank-Roll! sparkles with such gems of wit asf Saris _- f Stung” and "Back to the farm,” and ares seein tein aaa ——————=s===—=eer | There may be nothing Peetteally brighter days are recalled by Will West Woozy about the Normal Life, bet Liv- when he declares “I wouldn't eat any- < ing st Gaves us trom Many a Similla. thing that bit me first.” Still Mr. West F thon! is to be thanked for the only fun in e as an es or ories —_— the piece. He made the most of poor ® Time te & Great Healer—but we've lines and finally worked his way to a Got to Help a Little! , capital song, “1 Want to Sing in Opera.” — Frank Moulan, disguised as a silly old} Father Abram's big hand. Then ashe) {s a noble man. I love him with al! ]and presently two strange figures ap-|the white dust. And then the olf] Je may be 0, K. for a Women, though he had swallowed CHUR CH WI I H I HE looked up and smiled through her tears.| my heart, but T can never ba his ° reh, The long shadow | miller stepped into the aisle, and ‘a tal as hh 7 ate was only waiting for the Miss Chester could always amile before] “What talk t# this?” said Mather Miss Phoebe Summers, and began to aing Dut that's a Piffiing E end to come. F. Pope Stamper had very OVE Ss her tears had dried, just as Father| Abram. “You gata that you re er come to pract Tommy fs Ai) . ing Ex little to do, but did it with a pleasant Abram could smile through his own) your parents, Why do yo 1 1 twelve, was reaponaible Fhe nivel ge round, cuse for a Man f n ‘ Jef, In that way the two were very| lave no name? I do not u and rter Ne ret ia grout, aaa face and an agreeable voice. A ie y “T Go semanber M Hiatt rlier's } or Pessimist attempts to Furt Miss Julia Sanderson, who has evi- “ler si b Chester. ‘Tre iT w and then the reat of the miracle Nap- | Facte of Life! ie Rain. telnninay Maradle. Aowe PRECEDING INSTALMENT. | always saw upon his face was not ie miller asked her no questions; but nt pened was ing ft nt ne dently been trimming herself 4 a ® flour magnate and philan- | there, by and by Miss Chester bean to tell| My first recollections are of our ward [OOSHRR fOr | — dit, sang and danced and acted charm- ck 10 a village in the Cymber| ‘The miller made his way slowly up| him somewhere in the far South, We moved rPpray. QBS | Jen agen ctarinn| TAO Men whe do ingly, She was a perfectly good siren | tend maintaine where he once iivedas «millet. | the winding, steep road, ‘Dhe frees | I: was the old story that always seems) Any Umea to different towns and | roms ttle curl pan even ataring| Th Pies wires. the Art and a very pretty one, Miss Elizabeth | In mem ttle daughter, “Agiaia, who | cre. winding, steep f of ft that| so big and important to the young, and| States. have picked cotton, and | hang ‘ @ tn ‘9% of Saying “No!” never Goes Bad Firth was a trifle too strenuous In both | "™* he changes the old Bull |e valked tn that shader ntth Me hat| that brings remintacent smiles to their| ® FROG 18 tnetonien, ar jen | to Fe ; from an Enfeehled Will! her singing and acting, but her voice ¥ in his hand, Squirrels ran playfully|elders. Love was the th as ma Eph Sent enough she and her assistant climbed the steep ean me out very well on the whole. Miss upon the old rail fence at his rigut.|be supposed. There was a young man] (1y fair Bee Bols ' rway to the organ lott Man ever Voluntarily Hit the To- rence Morrison played a he: part Quails were calling to their yq' n Aslapta, full of all goodness ard the! 4 y enink they were both idle and| In the gat ig shadows below f but it's Hard to Convince our with a great deal of natural ability, broods in the wheat stubble, The covered that M taratitad her Abram and Miss Chester. lin- Hut her work had been weil | ds" to the Contrary! ‘There were a dozen ‘sirens’ dressed in wun Bet ®. Sore OF pele sol Mt eee cll ins ne setts cuales “One night when we were living tn They were silent; and It te tkely ret SMa aoe wy t| - 1 way that suggested “fall styles” from IE Ani cemaranie BP panes (0, Fhe: Wey above all other people in Atlanta or any-|q Uttle town on a river near At they were busy with thelr mem A} er Abram ‘held hia! EVERY Day can be made a Getaway Perla, Turkey and other highly colored Reaote aii Ke was within © fe Nes thom. Greentand (o FALanorie. they Thad a great quariel. i Miss Chester aut, leaning her and Feiner Abram held hig’ 0S" gigem , i showed er Ab @ letter) whi busing and ur ith her eyes fixe tl ‘ Mey WATE seusb louder HAG nk that I ever saw \9 - Jover which phe had been v car eee ee eee. wathen* kaoata. a ou visit Lakelands they ! ‘ - “The Siren" itsel lin my Ife until I half cove was a manly, te Abram, I Spey King thoughtfully out yo rouble was Never “Drowned” by \ ee romer |. And i¢ 1) pate the | superiat nau after the style hy the 1 t the road and the ruined | ti! Yo Anything th : . r t pat ‘ and u ht to ee at the road and the rune nything that Came out of w Bottle; I Want You So. raber | ¥ ee [Gf lave: letters write in| Gerstand? I hed no nto 8 feanahanad ad . it, woulin't 1 Father i igen t of goodness anc name; I was nobody ne was tre Jerera had stolen her or Hen d suble Tafe Give WANT you 89 beloved, | want you rege i eaih Saino i inet at Janta an k wa 6 . ais I fs) [ame Ald 1 aid Father Abram, bury r departy oe if the na i | \ ; ie a o d let yu hy ” EOn RePROr FeneMm: | | was nt to He @ earned my ow ving n ‘ A Prett, Poor Reason for Not 1 4 ape BAT BABE LACHER BD et youl ber that you are my tH of ‘ 1, |8n immediate answer and Ww you know w 1 car r 1 ing & Hand ts that we're Never » ? g sure Du can recollect Litt able he promised to fly ph — n, I ean neve: to Nee yes! Could you have answered yes Instead | go: Wicsla aeau rameter: reur ta reble bd promised to Ay, ph—and, oh, 1 n t to Need One ourestves! of ne Jown parent irse," ' Lakelands . etter than any sympathy, © e etiam iA fan » Real Fight To my apneal th'sharren world would be ‘Oh, yes; I remem them very is | Miilhemen ats disteas: Anas ise thobla conve ful than p La A . athe sho natd, somewhat timtdly Bi tte to Win One Real Fight with A paradise of flowery bloom to m | especially my father. He wasn «lin?! asked the miler when nad read tation of her 7 sia Ad ave you @ great deal) Yourself than a@ Dozen wiih Other This passing =merrert aught with|Iike you, Father Abram, On, I PH RS hy, r a 1” he H People! heavy woe Jorly maktr ve, Come, now, y bagi i i marry him," said Mise 801d. "E k ia rh ne teens Ws Would te 2 joyous dream of ecstacy. [lasted ton : sh. iY ou prom: pend LNCS BEEN SREY PY Was tn th asain, a dusty merry mitier | ott wan PEN hs bpd ae ght t Re of the Odds— I want you a0, beloved, I do not know | trout playing this afternoon, one Of Me strong hands frmiy ° upon you want, 0 merry seked ; eaually expensive.” _| this Game te Full of Surprises ¥ you »e indifferent glow | $4 ‘ shy " br f a i ; i t Mul It coRt very, very much ‘ ; i How 9 a ean'bs ind oo to eed oy Late one afternoon Father Abram set |And tried to speak further, oe by « him,” she answered : t 4 asked Aglaia » had always counted | The Time really to Play the Came Of Jove ike mine that's crying for) oiC for the old mill alone, ‘He often |. TNO yet, Miax Hose,” said the milter | “but — F . “4 er dimes # fully, “to wend a tele | {8 when the Rules seem Hardest! you 80. went to sit-and think of the old daya| Kindly. ‘Don't try to talk ye nere’s | Down went her head and she sobbed a roken door of the gram to Atlanta? | — Could love awake in you epontaneous, | when he lived In the cottage a the | not ood for you as a nice, quiet | again Ah,’ sald Father Abram, with a tttle! ‘There are no Round-Trip Tickets on free, ! me had smoothed away the | little cry when you are feeling blue’ | “Gome, Miss Rose," satd the miller: nother wonder Teen, You want to ask Ralph to the Road to Reform! te clinging tendrils reaching out ness of his grief until he no longer ey: seemed that the old Filer, & ia | aa 70%" can «me you anf Jence ‘a ead the sack m pes 0 the inemory of those times pair »wn 80 much sorrow himsel: 8 8 do not qu » you, but it you ong glata looked up at him with @ tende " j This Universe holds nothing that 1{fub But whenever Abram Strong. sat Jan in driving tta from others. can tr : i ong "| phe Man who is Candid with tim ‘i ‘i ane eH tn the melancholy September after- thester's sobs grew easier, Pre-| "f do t 1," nald the git "T 4 . t want to ask him to walt,’ | never Tries to Bunk hts Friends! na rie 3 . |noons on the spot where “Dums" used |sently she took her little plain-bordered | will aw 1 R 4 st ft 1 ad ‘Tha not barter for such love from |to run in r with her yellow !handisprehlef and wiped away a drop Tam nobody: 1 have es " then gullery floor a strearr Want It tobe just we two for a whittle $! One Gand Tlqalthy Clicks af the Testy, thee. * otha dade .... Heurls fying, the smile that Lakelands two that had fallen from her eyes upon (he yay 4 call myself is 4 ile, Malek came a suorier one dobving by ite aide, Faiuer Avram trom want to tej him he will have to wait,’ /ds Worth a Doten Swear-Oltet eI ¢ fh - a a " _ “ —_ é