The evening world. Newspaper, September 5, 1911, Page 15

nr enmene prnen ena nmeme HOLDING UP A TRAIN The Story of an Outlaw Who Found His First Job Amusing. (Coprighted by Doubletay, Page & Oo.) Bo be published in book form after Sept. 12.) PART I. (Note.—The man who told me these things wae 1 years an ontlaw in the Southwest and the pursuit he so frankly deseribes, Iption of the modus operandi should intereatin gome future ne t po- passenger’ in while seimate of the pleanures of trnin-robbing will re the #tory in On dp, iy induce any une lopt it as a profession, 108 insomnia of express companies, and the most trouble I ever had about @ hold. up was in being ewindied by unecrupu- lous people while spending the money The danger wasn't anything to speak of, and we didn't mind the trouble. One man has come pretty near rob- bing a train dy himself, two have suc- ceeded ‘a fow times, three can do it if they are hustlers, but five {s about the right number. The time to do it and the place depend upon several things. ‘The first “atiok-up" I was ever in hap- pened in 1590. Maybe the way I got into it will explain how most train robbers rt in the tusiness, Five out of six ‘Western outlaws are just cowboys out of a job and gone wrong. The sixth is it exactly bis own OST people would say, if thelr ‘opinion was asked for, that holding up a train would bea hard job. Well, !t isn't; it's easy. I have contributed geome siness of railroads and the 1 a” ‘A Single Man D Even Slimmer Than John Drew. BY CHARLES DARNTON. NCE again, at the Empire Theatre last night, John Drew made his annual surrender of his stage dacheloriood. And once again, Oo year, he gave himself to « self-supporting woman who had hoped for nothing more than just to work for him all her days. Hubert Henry Davies, the author of the play, was quite right in saying at the end cf the performance that ho was fortunate in having Mr. Drew to introduce “A Single Man” to us, for we have no other actor who could have done so much for the trivial little comedy. ‘‘A Single Man’ proved even slimmer than Mr. Drew himself, in such good form that he looked particularly trig and at least @ year younger than he did last season. This time Mr. Davies has achieved the seemingly impossible, for he even excels that other English tea-table dramatist, Mr, Maugham, in the art of filling four acts with small talk. The result {s distinctly disappointing when one recalls lear-cut comedy of “Cousin Kate and the delightful humor of “The Mol- The author's gift of turning clever phrases {s still apparent, and the deft Gialogue saves “A Single Man” from seeming utterly ailly, but the idea that @ man of forty-three is too old for a girl of elghtecn ts not developed with that nice sophistication we have learned to expect from Mr. Davies. I hate to bellev that Charles Frohman could not have found right here at home a better and brighter comedy for Mr. Drew than the one he has brought from England. Go far as situations go “A Single Man" has hardly a leg to stand on, except - im the last act when the easy-going novelist, Robin Worthington, who has found the young and sportive Maggie Cottrell too active for him, announces that he is going to marry his secretary, Miss Heseltine, and can't get anybody to belli him. This situation grows funnier still when Maggie decides that he ie not of her generation. In a dark blue coat edged with white that made him look as though someone had started to draw him on a blackboard, Mr. Drew was hardly a cheerful sight as he was raced off to play tennis and then urged to join in a game of hide-and- seek. This happened whilé the play was still young—and childish. Mr. Drew looked amiable, but not altogether happy. Still he wae more at ease under these playful conditions, perhaps, than in the emotional outburet that came with his realization of his love for Miss Heseltine, This was so sudden thet it came as a surprit Mr. Drew acted as though the champagne he had been drinking had gone to his head. Emotion didn't suit him at afl. He was much more in his @lement dictating a (eve poem to his typist. It was his comedy touches that told. Qfiss Mary Boland, who played Miss Heseltine, was also somewhat overcome by emotion efter din There's a touch of servility about the secretary that may be very English but_that somehow stamps her as second-rate, and this im- pression alone was conveyed by Miss Boland. As Maggie, empty-headed but full of animal spirits, Miss Carroll McComas had a clear field and behaved like a thoroughbred, Her cleverness saved her from seeming silly and won her a dis- tinet success. Mies Louise Drew was @ rather amusing young mother—only that and nothing more—and Miss Thais Lawton, as a guest that outstayed her welcome, went from comedy to farce in pursuit of Worthington, Mr. Davies may well i@ thankful that he has Mr. Drew to take care of "A Man.” ; 7 Fay Templeton Comes Bach. Miss Fay Tenipleton not only came back at the Casino yesterday afternoon, but she brought back Little Buttereup in a way thay will mean fresh popularity for that “plump and plaasing person.” There were no frills on the bumboat woman of "Pinafyre” thig time—she was the real thirg. Miss Templeton, with the skill of a true artist, made the character stand out as a buxom reality and sang as though her voice had been waiting four years fr a chance to get out and be heard, Each of her three songs was a Joy to hegy, while her bits of “businers” Were a delight to watch, She was given such a learty welcome that, at the eud of the performance, she wept with joy. JUST FOR THE FUN OF IT "She swept the room with a glance.) what other colors she had.—Chicago “Humph! A lot of help that was to] News. her mother.""~Fhiladelphia, Record, “why day-s praye “No be wo Is s0 it couldn't ad that d the W 3 every "Yes," 1 e Sim we | bed ean't su n insomnia a replied Tommy; mare at the same tt Pr In a folding Record, elphia Record, ‘Tell me that I may tye hope," he were sone @fforent I right," she replied, “hope on, but Faith—And what dia ’ n e with a Ethel-Why, he mer vor !spoon.”—Chicago Re 1 ee We You Dorn Tum) ONESE Ine Zeon g The Evening World Daily Magazine, ‘luesday, OPT lalate dh leesinn ie ar hie a ea ea ee ere eee YEDDOO ONTHOOON TA & tough from the East who dresses up like a bad man and plays some low. down trick that gives the boys a bad name. Wire fences and “neste! five of them; @ bad heart made t sixth, Jim S—~ ana 1 were working on the 101 Ranch in Colorado. The nesters had the cow-man on the go. They had taken up the land and elected officers who were hard to get along with. Jim and I rode into La Junta one day, go- Ing eouth from @ round-up. We were | having a little fim without malice | toward anybody when a farmer admin- istration cut in and tried to harvest us. Jim shot a deputy marshal and 1 king of corroborated his side of the angu- ment. We skirmished up and down the main atreet, the boomers having bad luck all the time. After a while we leaned forward and shoved for the ranch down on the Cerlso. We were riding a couple of horses that couldn't fly, Dut they could catch birds. A few days after that gang of the, La Junta boomers cameto the ranc! and wanted us to go back with them. Naturally we declined. We had the house on them, and before we were done refusing that old ‘dobe wae plumb full of lead. When dark came we fagged ‘em a batch of bullets and ‘oved olit the back door for the rooks. ‘hey eure smoked us as woe went. We had to dritt, which we did, and rounded up'down in Oklahoma. D Well, there wasn't anything we could get there, and, being mighty hard up, We decided to transact a little business with the railroads. Jim and I joined forces with Tom and Ike Moore—two brothers who had plenty of sand they were willing to convert into dust. I can call their names, for both of them are shot while robbing a Tke was killed during the more dangerous pastime of attend- ing a danco in the Creek Nation. told me that they felt the same way ment as if T were at a dance or al the first time, frolic of some sort. The lignts were all | Jump t P. T laid down on one side of the track, tank at 11.15 P.M. At eleven Tom and |of the train, yelling like Apa | to ke the | were twe cars, tle twenty-/and a Mth two calibre out one of the coach win-| located tt ows and fired it straight up in the air. | ble-barrelled rtridges mean because they don't resist tel you later on whs* they can't do that but It makes a man feel sorry for then the way they lose thetr heats. — Big, Yurly drummers and faryiera and ex soldiers and high-collared "0 as dirt like a lump of Thor fes in the a big o one. By the ¥ 1 first messenger’s arsenal—a dou- shotgun with buckshot a thirty-eight in a A p the Some f ear and Jim and Ike took the other. As the train rolled up, the headlight flash- ing far down the track and the steam hissing from the engine, I turned weak all over, I would have worked a whole ° awer, I dr cartridges from the | sports that, a few moments before were year on the ranch for nothing to have like re shotgun, pocketed the pistal and called filling the car with notse and bragging, | been out of that affatr right then. Some| By th nervousness was|the messenger inside. T shoved my gun (get 80 scared that thelr enre flop time all my It of the nerviest men In the business have | gone. kind of ploasant excite- against his nose and put him to work. There were very few people AIST! MA COME AND LISSEN To THIS MID PLAYIN, OFFICE WELL WHAT You KNow AMSOUT THAT! He's Gor EVERY Move ] MAKE | DOWN FINE HE5 BEEN WATeHiN ME eptember Ho couldn't open the dig safe, but he dudes and in the 5, 1911. ORIE ¥ T ay coaches at that time of night, ao) fMdgety looking. ‘They always we made @ alim haul until we got to the| more curiosity and sand then, the Sleeper, The Pullman conductor met me} men do. at one door while Jim was going round) We «got tiem all lined up and pretty to the other one. He very politely in-| aulet, wha . went through the formed me that [ could not go into thar) f l very little on them car, ag It did not belong to the ratiroad| the w of valuables, One man in the company, and, besides, the passengers | line was a sight. He was one of those had already been greatly distunbed by| bie, overgrown, solemn snoozers that / |the shouting and firme. j me mn platform at lectures end Took Never In all my life have I met with a| Wi8¢. Before craw buneh. I mean in t finer instance of oficial dignity and wed to put on tis long, froomatied Hance upon the power of Mr. Pullman's! COMt and hts high allk hat. The fest of @reat name. 1 jabbed my eix-shootes "tM Was nothing but pajamas and bun- fo hard against Mr. Conductor's fron: | one. When I dug into that Fy that T afterward found one of his vest Pert T expected to « ‘Shent buttons @o firmly wedged in the end of | Dik ef wold mine Pe the ‘barrel that I had to shoot it out.| nan “little hore Bence tate shout Te just shut up ike a weak xpringed| pas“, dittle bov's Prench knife and rolled down the car steps, | fort nehes Jong. What It wae there I opened tho door of the sleeper and | hecanse he iad tooled me eo. T etmek stepped inside. A big, fat old man came | tre harp ip ugninar wae mouth wabbling up to me, pitffing and blowing. | iy;'er> UP akainst Me mogth. He had one coat-sleeve on and was! i e.c" yy ste trying to put hin vest on over that. I oihen ear vigne ok quick,” wae, 2, ont know who he thought I was. Setting him smell the ega of 9 Bae ‘oung man, young man,” ro he. | barnel, “you must keep cool and not get ex-| tie Above everything, keep cool,” pI I 2g, olted Dv red a beet, ont commenced to. blow. T can't.” says I, “Exeitement’s just/ tte view a dinky little tune I reqem- eating me up.’ | dered Nearing when T wan a kia: And then I let out a yell and turned! “Prettiest little gal in the countralO! snake my forty-five through the sky-| Mammy and Deddy told me eo.” ; T made him keev on playing It all the time we were in the car, Now and then he'd met weak and off the key, ana Tc turn my gun on him and ask what @: the matter with thet ‘{ittle mal, @ whether he nad any Intention of going jback on her. which start up again Ifke sixty. old boy standing there in his alte ha and bare feet, playing his little French harp, was the funniest sight I ever aw. One little red-eaded woman in the line broke out Inughing at him. Yoo ¢ould have heard her ‘a the next car. Then Jim helt them steady while T That 014 man tried to dive into one of the lower ‘berths, but a screech cama out of It and @ bare foot that took him in the bread basket and landed him on the floor, T saw Jim coming the other door, and 1 hollered for everybody to climb out and line up. They commenced to acrambie down, and for a while we had @ three-ringed circus. The men looked as frightened and tame as a lot of rabbits in a deep snow, They had an, on an average, about @ quarter of a sult of clothes and one shoe apiece. One chap was sit- ® : Bi did the Wtth There was only nine | ting on the Moor of the looking aa| se#rched the berths. 1 grappled arouné Shira lhrenah wanisns ceteaa & CaB 1 rhe ensine had hardly stopped when lout in the o Righty {it ee were working @ hard eam in{in those b filled a pillow-cane creek turrounded by heavy timbers All| 2 Jumped on the running-hoard on one! tke gradually so we | arithmetic. He was trying, very aol.) With the w it _Rasortment of Rtufr Paawanpan tratne tack water at the tank jeide. while Jim mounted the other. As|it 1 to go through the passengers, |emn to pull a lady's mumber two shoo! YOU ever anw. Now and then I'd come close to one end of the bridge. It waa|°vU" 88 tne engineer and freman paw | ya nber hearing a little bird We took our prisoners to the emoking | On nis number nine foot. rerum ie POPRUN Pistol, Just ABou: T Gulac: GilGér SHE Oh oateRELMOURO ERTS threw up their hands |cuirping in a tush at the side of the car and from there sent the engineer | ‘The ladies didn't stop to dress. They | tent KIN teeth with, whieh I'd five miles away. The day before tt hap- t betng told, and begsed us not |track, as if it were complaining at be-| through the train to light (up the | were so curious to see a real live train| throw out the window. When I finished pened, we rested our horses and “made d do any-|ing wake! up. coaches. Reginning with the firet one, |robher—blesx — em!—that they just | With the collection I dumped the pillow. fhedieine” ow Wa. BUOUIG: Get T made the fireman get a lantern, and | we placed a man ut each door and or- | wrapped blankets and sheets around | cas? load into the midale of the aise, about it na were not at all Lordere’, and they|then I went to the express car and |dered the passengers to stand between | themgclves and came out, squeaky and (To Be Continued.) . 'e : both Jumped off. We drove them before | yelled to the messenger to open up or the seats with thetr hands up. elaborate, of us had ever ens) us down the side of the train. While|get perforated. He slid the door back | If you want to find out what cowards | — ence —- -+ gaged in a hold-up vefore, this was happening Tom and Tke had|and stood In tt with his hands up, |the mafority of men are ail you have The Santa Fe flyer was due at the} been blazing away, one on each side| overdboant, son,” I said, and tie to do ts rob @ passenger train. I don't Sayings of.... MRS. SOLOMON Being the Confessions of the Seven Hendredth Wife. Zeansisted By Helen Rowland. A Cormright, 1911, by The Pres Publishing Co, (The New York World). ‘ OW little, 0, my Daughter, how excecding little 4 A shall eatiafy the heart of a woman! 4 For a man's love is Uke unto an orchid, LEN which requireth tender coaxing and constant cultivation, ROWLAND But a woman's tove ia like unto an air plant, which Nourisheth continually upon HOT AIR, Now, I knew @ damact of Babylon, and she was exceeding fair, having dove's eyes, and curling locks, and MUCH moneys, and a motor car. Wherefore the youths of the land flocked unto her house, and her porlor was always full, and her door atep running over. Now, one of them was a medal winner, called CLOD, who possceseé a football figure and a Gibson profile, But the least among them all wae Wisenheimer, who was ABBREVI- ATED and whose hair was THIN on top. And Clod came unto the damsel, bringing his medals and his toving ups and divers trophies, And when he had shown them and told her of his deeds of prowess he sat afar off in a corner and talked of gencralities and of HIMSELF. “For,” he said in his heart, “when she hath scen what GREAT WORKS Tam destined to accomplish then will she gladly share them with me ond shine in my reflected light. But Wisenheimer concentrated all his converaction upon ONE topte, saying: “How marvellous are thine eyes to-night, Oh, Star of Beauty! And thy lips have a curve like unto the smile of Mona Lisa, Thy hair is of @ won | derful softness; and HOW dost thou do it that way? “Likewise, WHAT is that fascinating perfume thou wsest? Lo, many damsels have I known, bat THOU excellest them ail; for thou art as Mavine Elliot and Litlian Russe and the Venus de Milo in one!” And the damsel was INTERESTED, and she said: “Go on!" Then Wisenheimer beat upon his breast and admonished himself, crying: “Lo, what am I, a worm and a parasite, that I slypuld aspire to thy love? | Behold, [ am a sinner and full of evil, yet I’ NEED the love of a Noble | Woman to save me! 1am as nothing, and have accomplished nothing, yet I | yearn for the inspiration of a NoBte Woman to guide me and sustain me end spur me on to higher things!” And lo, the maiden fell upon his neck an& comforted him with kisses and with promises, And the wedding was set for October, e Yet all her friends scid: “WHAT did she ever see in HIM!" 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