The evening world. Newspaper, November 15, 1911, Page 19

The Bveata \ | Seatless Sam, the [We Gor A GREAT SCWeme. Ta GET A SEAT. ['LL FoLiow, Tis Peach INTo THe CAR AND OF COURSE SOME Gink. WILL OFFER HER’ His SEAT AND UL JUST SLIP (NTO IT ANEAD oF HER; DAT s— besive: Snes PROBAPLY “‘Littlest Rebel” Draws Tears at the Liberty, ) BY CHARLES DARNTON. ‘T'S gather good to ae two euch stalwart actors as Dustin and William Farnum I yielding up stellar honors in big-hearted fashion by playing in support of a Uttle barelegged girl who takes the centre of the stage as a matter of course. ‘This is what happencd at the Liberty Theatre last night, when “The Littlest Revel,” born in vaudeville, grew into @ four-act play. The best part of it was the original sketch, which served as the second act. In constructing the rest @f @e play Edward Peple was not always successful in buflding drama that held Gogether. After bringing out Virgie’s mother in the opening act, he killed er off with scarcely a word of explanation, but as Miss Percy Haswell had eepumed a tone of eweet resignation evidently acquired in “stock,” her taking- @@ broke the monotony rather than our hearts. As for Virgie, her duties as the youngest heroine of a eomewhat precocious season kept her 6o busy that she Bad no time to indulge in grief. Uttle Juliet Shelby approached that tender and delightful second act—the heart of the play—in @ most cheerful spirit and apparently with no fear of run- Bing aplinters into her feet. She was so chubby that there was no occasion to feel c° about her ability to worry along on a diet of blackberries and coffee made of acorn: and her doll a! seemed to be In excel lent health. The wist- ful yearning that an- other and == thinner child suggested when I saw “The Littlest Rebel” at @ vaudeville theatre last year was not Indicated by th Virgie, but she was keenly alive to the sit- uation when @ detach- ment of cavalry came in pursuit of her father, a Confederate scout who had made his way through the lines to the cabin in an attempt to bring her food, This scene, with Dustin Farnum as the Union officer who is disposed to forget his duty in remembering TECST RRO WELAM that he has a little ARINC: girl of his own, and eddy, fair-haired Miss Shelby answering the fire of his questions with a glance and a direct lle that the Recording Angel Nad no business hear- Was charmingly acted. The strain was broken by a capital bit of fun the dig officer, expecting to find his man in a closet, pulled open the doors, to have two or three tin pans tumble out. But the child held the whole with a grasp equal to Mr. Farnum's until the father was brought out of Place in the loft at hearing the Colonel say he would take Virgie prisoner. the play had ended, as !t did originally, with the spy's return to the @n4 Virgie assured of his safety, the story would have lost nothing, But to mateo % longer the scout was captured again and once again, and finally the + Colonel was taken prisoner and condemned to death, but eral Grant hap- pened to be smoking a merciful brand of cigars that day, so he let them both @@ and kissed Virgie besides. To add to the excitement there was @ skinmish, with bullets nipping off the leaves of the trees at @ great rate and enough to scare rele out of her nimble wits. barefooted little rebel completed her triumph b the audience when the fate of her fat! with General Grant. Her foet Hever still, They played a decided part in the performance and fea great versatility. To give little Miss Shelby her full due, she was a from head to foot. She Is both a clever and lovable child. Farnums acted like brothers, Dustin was sincere and alte je William went in effectively for the stronger heroics that flourish in ali War Dlays except William Gillette's. It is only necessary to say that George played an old darkey to know that this was a treat in Itself. ln Was amusing as a sort of subdued Topsy. William B. Mack did h ‘de historically correct as General Grant, and was watched with intere: Littlest Rebel” 1s so long that it shoul the second act. That coulin't be improved upo' drawing tears from ther likable, mn, CHWALRY DONT DAY iW These Over Sound! is Played! ¢ World Daily Magazine, Wedne Subway Gink % % (- HE Laugh of a Man with a Left- @ Mighty Sepulehral o sday, Nove Gin See A SOME $ f By Harry Palmer 1 DION'T DO NOTHIN’ Copyright, 1911, by The Prem Publishing Oo, (The New York World). The Most Elemental Sense of Can- Lafe-Play is to be before you Chop it dor Gompels the Admission that No-|¥P into Actal body Ever Tried to Trundle us To- Office Department—and then he Made a Million reorganizing the Postal System of another country. When you're Condemned as a Failure The Man who| “ard the Tobog Except the Wearer Of| sou can Try it Again, but when you're| The Pessimist doesn't Believe in Grovels to Get a] Our Hat! Damned with Faint Praise you're All| Promissory Notes—uniess he Signe ‘em Pass is the First comple Through! Himaelf! to Knock the] pish ‘em Out, Mister Dealer—this 4 Play! Punk Luck CAN'T Keep Up! As long as you're In the Game you| We are Personally Acquainted with a eee can Redeem yourself—tut. you. can't | Pfspector (now There with » Roll that Working up; A Good Deal of our Misery !s Mental |Piay Ball from the Bench! Would Choke @ Brontosaurus) who, “Dutch Courage’ gets a Lot of us In Dui Ano: for Music ne | there are “Rests” in every Piece Jd be out everywhere except in! paris Facing After Picking himself Up from @ Fall into a Crevasse, Found that the Dust on his Clothes was the Most Auriferous Kind of Pay-Dirt! Malingering! After you Turn Forty you Begin to Believe that Umpire Destiny distributes his Rank Decisions pretty Impartially! Just because we Occasionally Fail we don't have to Eternally Flop! Fear is an Alloy that the Crusher Removes before the Good Metal reaches the Smelter of Success! Fortune isn't Half so Fickle as Some of {ts Beneficiaries are Fatuous! teh! ther reason the that Vain Regret always Reminds us of a Sawdusty Breakfast Food! is We can have a Lot of Pun Hollering Fired? Once we Met a Man who was| into the Rain-Barrel while we're Wait- Fired from the United States Post-ing for Rain! Draw up @ Gcenario of what your mber 15, 1911; Fables of “« # # 11 we Everyday Folks By Sophie Irene Loeb Copyright, 1011, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York World). The Man and His Want Ad. NOB upon a time {here was aman Therefore when he was goed end, aig] bakeia bh O who, after due deliberation, | ready he proceeded to advertion thus: thought he ought to take unto} “Wanted: Woman for general house O88 himself a wife. | Work, One who can cook, ew, ettead Now, this man/to children, play the plano, cut grea, ove * had many IDDAS/ and in fact make herself generally ate about what a wife | ful, She must be affectionate, kind em@ lag: ought to be. Ile) show no temper under any ciroum- a ‘ looked on women | stances, Also she must be sober, infuse” as merely ACCES-| trious and quite satisfied to settle Gowmcal — SORTES before and give up all former so-called frivel-_ and after fact®.| ous things, Purther, she must tove, 08 He was a self-|honor and obey me, For this I ay sumMctent individ-| willing to pay good wagee—that ts, ehe ual. jean bear my name and be my wife,“ “| And deing a self-| Age between twenty and thirty. Nome sorrite suMctent man he | other need apply.” LOEB thought that all! Now, this was a very complete adver- ho had to do to | ttsement, It left NOTHING unsaid, get @ wife was to ANNOUNCE the fact.| put it was just one sentence of ¢our He reasoned that all women were like | words that made tt TOO good—NONE bankrupte-ready to go into the hands! OTHER NEED APPLY. ot a receiver, Certainly getting ® wife) And in the course af human events it 1s an EVERYDAY occurrence and ®/came about that many were called but very EASY matter, not one wae chosen. There are two kinds of wives—a wife) For not one applied. and THE wife. ‘Tho wi. wae continuous, unchanged ‘This man went @ step further and,|He wanted MUCH, but offered little. being an egotist, sought THE ONE| MORAL: HD WHO FISHES FOR A wife—that {s, sho who must anewer| BIG CATCH SHOULD (HAVE ELU- EVERY ONE of his aforesaid ideas. SIVE BAIT! IRENE it Pa Memoirs of a Commuter By Barton Wood Currie Biaeeies Copyright, 1011, by The Press Publishing Oo, (Tho New. York World). AM unable to boast that my bowling) “Rules of the club," answered Anchor. debut in Dogwood Terace was an| Strong-arm pin-wrecking don't go here. unalloyed success. I went into that] You must roll the pins down, not @x- match with my] plode them through the windows, you neighbors, Edmund|know. This game ts the game of bowl- ~ Allgas and Joe|ing, not big gun target practice, Tak Anchor, with aja smatier ball, Mr, Rid and roll & desperate determ!-| more de usly, The refreshments are nation to prove to}on you." them that I pos-| Allgas and sessed real class as|and on my # an indoor athlete. I} ragged three. started off withan| “Impowsil I Beka or Anchor each got @ spare, nd ball I chopped off a aa are," grinned Allens, aoa electrifying strike] ‘Think so? I snapped him up. that knocked the! “Know it," he responded, “Couldn't pinboy off his|even make it myself, pereh and drove two pins through a window, As T stepped back and thre What are your special and partioular rub on spares?” T asked. ‘Oh, there are no rules on spares.’ ake it,” Ishot at him, © oe a @ out my chest IT expected to see Allgas and An-| sald Aligas with go68 ” chor come down out of their superciilous / another wink, “though It's like taking. sep 2) hetghts and grovel. Instead of which TI) candy from a doll.’ | was chagrined to observe that they were} Well, | made my spare and won my aig hugging each other end gursiing With | pet; yet, n 89, no great benefit ace oe Inughter. lerued to me. My ball went through the ig ‘Tg there anything the matter with|side of the clubhouse and sprained the & 4 that strike?” I demanded jPinboy's ankle, Tt coat re $4 for repairs | “Oh, nen-n-n-o,"" gurgled Allgas. “‘It|and T handed in my resignation trem RA 1s a perfectly lovely strike—for us. Ten |the Dogwood Terrace Bowling Club gh , It was well I did, too, for welghtier matters were soon to occupy my entire attention off for cach lost pin; twice ten is twen- ty, That means you start at minus 20."" “what do you mean by ‘ten off for a (To Be Continued.) “My Dear, She Is So Jealous That You Could Scrape the Green Off of Her!” Founded on the Rose Stahl :: Play of the Same Name :: fortunate as to follow the! tAae HK give in or get @ thrashing. But when brought with her from the oMce and|too frankly; t had been her sole indis-; She was bending low over @ bottom) tempt she felt, the abhorrence, tn @/ honest, and—needed work. And this stsod best’ ouited to the Gea jam Sen on pil I do marry, {t's going to be a rich;had since forgotten. She picked tt up, | cretion; and this fault, if fault {t were,|drawer when she heard a volce that| manner he would never forget. what I get for it. Oh, I hate you ‘noolness distilled’ @ Gew te saceeng 4 pany Holbrooke, a! young fellow I met at a moving-picture}and, carrying it with her {nto the par-|had been induced by the plausible! brought her erect {n an instant, with al "Ye she repeated, In a tone that}away from me ehusat:|the faveee GE AnD at His mi tim eomes ‘back to New ¥ show." lor, seated herself by the table, opened | genlallty with which he approached her. | quick fluah of anger on her face and her| was listless from straining against the] As she fnished the frenaled outburst: the fevine of the gisl. Ile magnesia : 1 eaes That eae had opened her lips to protest, | !t and read For an error on her part thug Insignifi-| curving lps set in thelr harshest lines. |jeasi in which she held it, "I received) Maxgie sprang up from her chair. ai” ae Er ne ee l hone nghter, but the volatile girl thwarted her pui As 3 ld so the bloom vanish: ant, he chose wantony to deprive her| The man whom she had so execrated In| one of your letters.’ ma violent m emt of repulsion égalo, she. Cea HOR been hh Ipase by an abrupt nge in the tople.|from her cheeks left’ her pallid. |Of @ livelihood. The man was a brute,| the vigil of the night stood at ease be-| “ih? What's that?’ ‘The air of sur-| toward Joseph, who was ¥ at her| eget, Ane ae eae , } are you going to get my mother|She huddled in her chair, Mke one! and she hated him! fore her, smiling and debonair, and his) prise assumed by Joseph was so con-| With a face ax whi eet ae, UE mortally stricken, A low groan broke | Another fact gave edge to her patn.| votce, as he spoke, was cheery and) vincing that Magule despised him] before the wrath flo ar deecata honor, Miss Pepper," he said I'll do what I can for her,” Maggte|ftém her Ips, At the end, she threw | She was now become the protector of a| friendly: rather more than before, if smch a| #00 ethir ue ore Oe ane Micah feeie any War, lared, In her content over possesion |Ner arms on the te puried her face | child, with all responsibility for its| ‘I've been thinking over what you|thing were possible, by reason of his/to press dows he Bre. He Pleane velleve tne, evil: eeu meee inte tate wi Meee ee eeeeein oer ite much {in them, and so rested motionless for | maintenance and training, She had ac-| said to me, Miss Pepper, and, as you | hypocrisy {soothing $¢, livtte ! 8 Again abe Geclased to horoeit ahaa Bary arc nore charitably disposed toward Ada! hours, In the quietude of despair. cepted the duty of developing a soul—a| see, I've cut out all that London stuf) It was clear that the young proprietor 1 the ' blood | man was a brute, and in the sayt ane. t Aor ate store’ should, be ita ain This wag the letter, which bore the |duty most grave, The loss of position! discarded the lauwh, hung away my |of Holbrooke and Company possessed & d oven fell | felt that It was she who lied, #he sama , eaves, the store Mi lta van the galesgirl to say |beading of Holbrooke & Company and | threatened fatlure here, prophesied ca-| cane for another sort of day, stopped | viclous @treak somewhere in his char- > Grooped tole final protasteare without oom: a that Gye lat |that mother didn't do it Margie sug- | the date of that day tastrophe for another beside herself.| smoking during offi hours—beastly | acter, which led n to delight in in-| F atnane ane had | plotter ’ | Fir tlt Mars ge eels it? Miss Margaret Pepper: * * * Such anguished thoughts, and| bore, that! * * * Hello! that wind-up | filcting wanton crueity. Otherwise, how | her howom ates Well, anyhow, you told Hargen matt ; Meeieig, esther, has bame close to her aunt, whose neck | AS you are dissatisfied with the man- | countless more, held Maggte tn thrall| sounds Englishy. I must watch out, |could he stand there tn this paltry, dis. Not unt! #! ius returned to a) TI sald, and he— M Detkin, | Maxgie a stwined Within her slender arma |"eF in which the business of Holbrooke | through the dragging hours of the night.|* © @ Anyhow, it's pretty good for | guise watching the futile rt ue ; Pate a ie aldl’ donne rply, ‘The girl btm) galy’ danghter gio could not endure the caress | Co: i# carried on wo think it desir-| Of what avail to pry further Into the| a starter, I fancy—all in one day, you| Writhings of his victim with the feroet- | Ponditton of sullinanittt 1 pdecig Mbed (eb Or deol MN Rare the litte a plea, She rose from her, ble to fill your place with some one less | supreme wretchedness of her heart?| know, ous complacency of & beast of prey? | Poune Man Ute aw ma, creat ae cee aed aH, oteal stvep) the tart pit-tiime atfece | vey freed heracit from the {ctitiass than you appear to be. Here-| Sometimes the scalpel of the analyst! He beamed down on her expectantly,| “Tell me—explain, please, Misa Pep- | mel us raid Stenees ta rane ate a hee : Hon toward hersif and to undo Ada's evi to | ae hers ae ee txuce | WHE: sour salary: till Saturday night. lays bare over-much in the body of dead| waiting for. the respons: t did not | Per.” he urged; and his voice was suave, ; eee ou nov tether, tial Chae ae aeenoe we V hig hae? en - e ‘ated, partly amused, partly grieved Yours truly, hopes; sometimes, the researches Of! come. But the flushed face and shining |°Ourteoualy pleading. | pepper, so far aa my knowledge goes,| error, that she returned to rye CHAPTER VI. |It was’ borne in on’ her consciousness HOUBAOCER © O0.. | tbe payshslegist Sander clase 08 GAA° ayey Goncived him for the mamant, ORE) Ot 8 TN Ooms e the girl bee; You have not od | gree of hi ss. It wan shameful that % (Continued) with Intensity that before her lay a tre- So ee a ens ‘a ees ae ¢ paina| R® Went on. without any auspieton ssl Pray W ying about it?! one thus ul should be so over= Maanle ake liendote AG; LAT Tecehine ana. Cie " n the morning, Maggie was at paina|to her mood: “On, yes, I'm a full Ae ae hat | The t »' whelmed with wretehi Wise poulre|clengelug Gf tile, soiled’ som now. ane CHAPTER VII. to ure such artifices as she knew to con:| fledged business man, Why, I've dic : AR de Ge ey Al gab odal Po of him nam only. fourteen—1 kno ; rte to her Keeping, She gregtied | Fg] EEDLESS to describe in detaty| Cea! the traces left by the night. She/ tated a half-dozen letters since T | perfectly well what letter I refer t jst vn with her contempt,! He did not mind ft for dear, because you Hvedla wordless prayer for guidance and for the night of suffering endurea| Succeeded 9 well that, beyond the pale-| you, A bit busy, eh—for me \Porhe ever that met his were like steel | although she had made rather @ fasere| could not bear It that she sho’ ee cere Pe ereen eau ware (hele: hen’ phe idened with & RrlESt| 6 i . there yas nothing to betray the|” “1 got one of them,” Magee sald|in thoy hardwess, though the red lips }of the attempt thus far state cf mind as to give Way 80 com- baby, and I loved you so mach that|smile to the child, who was regarding | by Magule Pepper. Her pangs tortures she Had undergone, She chatted | evenly, although her voice came Curl} Wore quivering strangely p to snore the unpleas-| pletely, © ° 9? As he answered ber’ I'pe kept track always.’ her a bit sullenly of sorrow were sharpened by| gayly with Margie during breakfast-| ously muffled, I mean the er you sent mo tn be- had been interro-| Gnal attack, his yolce was sevei The airl sprang up and stood regard-| “Yes, I'll do what I can to help your the fact that the letter of dis-| time, kissed the child, bidding her re-| Not for worlds would she have let) nai of the firm, the one signed with) fat Ite retained his alr of Kindly! “have never mentioned your mame tng her aunt with huge astonishment in| mother,” she sald, cheerfully, “And|missal had been signed with the initials| main within the apartment, and set! him know the tumult that raged within | your initials—the letter fring Oh, patience In the face of trial, One of his! to Mr. Hargen, Miss Pepper—never in her eyes. now I'm & to see you safe In bed.” |of the young man whom she had forth for Holbro and Company's! her breast. First, she must gain com! of cour I hurt r urces of te 4 the case with most|my life, Whatever be has done, he @@ “Zs that straight, Auntle? °° * she turned through the passage| sought to help, toward whom she had! store. to collect a few belongings left !n| mand of herself. e could never for-|the way I did to 1 about Holbrooke | me was & chenished jef that he on his own authority, without consult- Only fourteen—me! Gee! What a Har) r finishing her ministrations to the|felt herself subtly drawn, This, then, her desk, \ sive herself {f she were to break down | and Company ut it Was you~you | ur tod women, As a matter of fact,|ing me in any way, without my knowh y—that Darkin is, Darn him! One of | girt Maggie onserved an envelope iying | iad been the return he offered for the) At once, on reaching the storeroom, |in the presence vf this man, wao now, | sneak!—tha ne on to tt, You're aj ho was especialy unlearned in wisdom) edge, For the rest, you will Know ay” Ble friends had It all doped out to marry |on the floor by the hat-rack where she | kindness she had shown. There was in-| she seated herself at the dewk, for there it seemed, was pleased to flout her | contemptible cur, Mr. Joseph F oko | Of Lie eX—as, again, MOSt men are In| attitude in the maiter very shortly, fall, in about a month. Mother |had placed her muff, and she realized |tolerable torment in the realization of| was no one about at the time, except a by his presence. Once sure of |—that's just what I think of you. I-|thi@inatance, however, by good Wokl® © * Now, permit me, please.” jue ‘Was too young; but she had to ¢ once thas this was she ong she had jen ingratitude ao base, Ghe hed talked girl sorting goods at @ distant counter boreclt, ? @he would show him the sem tried—to help youl I thought you were rather than by ectentific reasoning, he (To je Continued.)