The evening world. Newspaper, January 24, 1912, Page 15

“The Sweetly of Panama’ bY CHARLES DARNTON Frits Scheff and Emma Trentini should ¢all over each other and Hee ax Eveni ng World Daily Rose Viennese. one woman, #0 to speak, the cmbination might easily be taken for the clevor Uttle woman known ae Chayine who wears a certein air of mystery and a very natty looking wig et Daly’s Chapine—no moze, no less—gives Ife and interest to “The Rose of Panama,” ‘an operetta sweetly Viennese by virtue of Hetnrich Berte's pretty music. The really charming score lifts the piece above the common level, though the in- evitable waltz number is dragged in and drawn out in atrict accordance with the union rules that now govern tune tin Chapine as Jacinta. the “curtains” should go to her, and no As matters now stand, the operetta, known originally aa ‘“Kreolenblut, At one point Mise Fey Bainter, young, to make a decided | @raceful and ‘exsion, pretty, dances off with Ohapine's interesting personality and excellent volce that count. kers on both sides of the water, The only trouble with this walte ts that attractively ugly Chapine doesn't waltz, She looks as though she Would prefer to “eét it out," but instead she pulls herself up to tho tenor’s swell- Ing chest and watke it out with grim determination. This ts «o funny in iteclt that the “take off" which follows as @ matter of courea when one of the leged comedians lays violent hands upon & trusténg chorus Iady seems very muoh like the same thing over again. Chapine—no more, no less—starts off With considerable dash, but love is 90 often the burden of her song as phe goes along that her high spirits are soon crushed. She sings of her Spanish blood only to allow 4 to cool when the com- poser lets the steam go down, Her per- sonakty demands something warmer than ove eongs that sound the plain- tive note, But she sings #0 well that it ‘o always a pleasure to hear her. Some- thing should be done, however, to bring her out more effectively. Even though She isn't “starred” she deserves a better chance than she ds given by the ptece, whioh {8 80 arranged as to keep her off the stage at moments when she should be holding down the centre and sending up the best that {s in her, Above all, t to the bleating hero. the performance, but after all it ts Mésa Bainte: charm is as light and airy as that of the Quaker giel who skips @hout at the Park Theatre, and while the range of her legs i far greater than that of her voice she sings pleasingly as well hs emilingly. Méss Anna Bussert {s Inclined to over= work her simile as the wife of the presl- dent of a Central American republic that fe enjoying the usual week-end revolu- tion, Miss Bussert has a plump voice that niatches her figure, but her efforts to be skittésh would be less wearing if they ended with the “Lasso Duet’ in which she Is roped by the department store cowboy who afterwards becomes a pieture-book soldier. Ae this highly: colored jisro, Forrest Huff is saddest when he act He sings well cnough to ercape the death penalty, The men generally can hardly hope for long life on Broadway, They recall he road," especially John J. McCowan, who evidently confuses Central America with the Middle West, I might go even further and say that his voice sounds as though {t had been cultivated on the prairie, ‘Tom Hadaway and Will Pbil- Vpe—but let's tatk about the women! ‘They're much more worth while, The chorus is good to look at and not at all bad "to hear. The gorgeous biondes are quite at home with the "Oolle Girl of Panama,” obviously a native product. ‘This number is enlivened by hi grin dances amusingly at the end of the The music of “The Rose of Panam: smashing, at the end of each act, when Fay Bainter as Celing Marinter, ning pickaninnies, the emailest of wham is lively and bright, aleo ringing, eyen the “tout ensemble" bangs eway as no ntral American revolution could hope to do unless it had ammunition to bura. “Stop! Look! Listen!'’ Please don't tht I do heanttly belleve The first years real love between t « your future environment as 4 your love will endure tt. That'a why | ray—stop, look, listen! Does She Care? “L. B.” writes: “I have only seen a @irl once In several weeks because she told moe not to call again until she let) me know. She won't let me write to her. ‘The young lady does larly desirous of ke quaintance, Do you think she cares for me?" not seem partiou- “A. 2." “What would be al suitable, present for the) graduation party of a girl of fourteen?” | A fan or a pair of gloves avould be nice gifts, writes inexpensive ‘Lam engaged to a Are all red-haired E. Z." writes in with red hair. i men deceitful?" Goodness, no! The color of the hair| has nothing to do with the character, "KT." writes: “Iam @ young man| of twenty-one, and my father says | e@hould wait till I am thirty before marrying. Do you think thia is right?” No, indeed. You are over age, and if you are in love marry as soon as you wie, provided that you are eco- omically independent, | "M. 0." writes take the position nearest the curb when “Why should a man | walking with @ gir The custom arose because the man 18 supposed to be a#tronger piysicall and should therefore be where ho can protect the lady from any sueet dis- turbance. “N. Dt writes: “I am engaged to a) young man earning a smail salary, wirlle I have always been used to com- fort and evep luxury. Do you think we eball be happy together?" | Betty Vincent’s Advice to Lovers IRLS, if any one of you Is engaged to a man with G small salary Gbey the sign at the ratlroad crossings stop, look, Haten! ink that I counsel mercenary motives, e that love in @ cottage or in @ Harlem flat is posite; the point is, I don't belleve 4t te possible for every girl and every man, of married life are difficult enough when exterior surroundings are perfect and when there is he nowly made man and wife. But when the new home ia smaller and more écon- Ventent than the girl's old one an every-day-n-the-year difficulty 1s added to the altuation, by the right sort of love, completely as posstile before marriage to find out It can easily be con- But you mst realize willing which | to Hve cheerfully in can afford, Lobe ana iu h. ‘M. M." rl the way writes: “If @ man loves a she continually tell her les?" ‘0, and @ ilar t@ not worthy of any girl's love. “HR writes: “You say It's wrong to kiss a girl unless youare engaged to her, But I love a gir! dearly and sho loves me, and nelther one of us pays any attention to anybody else "tat all r or us to kiss?" If you feei as you say, why rot get engaged? My polnt ta that a girl who allows a man #! ntend to marry to kiss her gives him something witch she should reserve for her future husband “Pp. D." writes: “I am nineteen and my fla 1s thirty, WIL the differ- ence in age affect my future happiness? Marriages are usually more successful when both parties are ab®ut ame age, but your case may be an exceptior A Diiemna A GIRL who signs herself “A. P."* tes “The son of my employer has s me marked attention, 1 y much fn love with him, but I know if his fa waw up together I should lose situation and T cans afford to do that. Yet 1 do not ! to give him up, What shall I ac Tell the young man frankly of the position into which be is forcing yo hen if his intent! are serious h will offer to ma: a, If he d not do this you should surely stop Biot unless you love bim enough to be| seeing him, > fuat Foo wer wid even WATCH Thar LOW OT mie Q cues setrie On Tue HORM POLE. werin Magazine. Schooldays 3 (Zewnesiing) Se (Sets: 1012, Old-Time Photographs of Stage Celebrities Coprright, 1913, ty The Press Publishing Oo, (The New York World). Ada Rehan—Julia Arthur. N these days, when one hears #0 much about the difficulty of finding actors competent to play Ghakespeare, !t is sad to think that two of his most beautiful and brilliant exponents re- tired at the height of their fame and are living quietly among us in effortless domestidty. Ten years ago no histrionic names @hone brighter than those of Ada Rehan and Julia Arthur; nothing could attest the genuineness of thelr wish for peace and privacy more convin- eingty than that both actresses live among us and yet avold the least pub- leity. The accompanying photographs are especially interesting, inasmuch as they show doth stars on the eve of their greates brilliance, rather t in the intensity of ite glow. Ada Mehan eppeared in the first play acted in the present Daly's Theatre—"Love's You % Dream"—Sept. 17, 1879, but she ‘then {nconspicuous and unknown. eighties, in the middle of which Photograph was taken, saw tho 12; rine of this great actress, though wan near the end of that decade before woe presented the frst of her almost matchless ery of Shakespeare heroines, She hed in the mean time deen endearing herself more and more indissolubly to the hearts of New Yorkers as the joyous hoyden of Fables for Everyday Folks Many times those children did not APPRECIATE this RPAL servant In he house. Many times they did not now how she interviewed the butcher Copyright, 1912, by The Prese Publishing Co. (The New York World). The Everlasting Servant. contemporary farce, in association with John Drew, Qire. G. H. Gilbert, May Otis @kinner, the and Mrs. George J. Gould. ‘The photograph of Julia Arthur, taken ten years ter, shows her at about the same point in her progress toward Shakespearian eminence, Fini. ing advancement too slow in the en- viable position of leading actress of A. M. Paimer's (stock company, Miss Arthur threw dp the position and, moving upon London, secured an en- agement with @ir Henry Irving at the Lyceum, characters second in imQortance to Ellen Terry's, and even Aled the lat- a Lady Anne in “Richard to America, Miss Arthur acoumulated money enough in “A Lady of ter mr” Place Coming back the popular drama of Quality’ to launch herse as classic star in “Romeo and Jullet,” “Ag You Like It," “Pygmalion and Gele- tea,” &e, At the very height of her success she ed Benjamin P. Qheney, the millionaire, and consented to ‘© the stage on the agreement that oie might enjoy @ farewell season tn the calcu glare, ‘This she did ia an unforgettably opulent production of Napoleonto drama “More ‘Than * During the last decade Mra. rangement of things, as many of us often do. One day, ae she was in the serving business, she was called out of town to ) $4 late James where she played several Wednesday; Janu a iy 44. 191 sla By Dwigs As They Looked a Quarter Century Ago By C. A. Selizer, Author of‘ (Copseet, WIT, by ur Mivitahing SYNOPSIS OFF Fania ee 4b CHAPT ERS CEDIN entnter, tes Into § CHAPTER ve (Continued. A Tragedy on Little Elk. | HAT there shooting was! plum r turned have stop me it Va taller.” net answer sieges vuloua!”” he re tuing could him hittin’! yeen two feet McVea did amile “You've met wheres befe up with Tucson soi he questioned gravely. | Nonanza sneered, “Met up with hin? he queried, “I teckon you might call ft that, Wien T five saw bin, a year ago, he lin’ drinks an’ cleanin’ apittons tn Pere| Goln'n gamblin’ Joint, over in Guada- jupita, Later, I saw dim hittin’ the breeze dowh the Antoinette tral, about a mile ahead of the Sheriff. Had @ thousand doliare of the station agent money in his elothes.” “he @heriff didn't git him? eald ea. fou're talkin’ foolish," returned Bon- his lips curling. | "T eeckon Tucson t let no Sheriff git him.” MeVea raised hin eyes, ‘Bad man?” he interrosated. “Some ‘bad want to git ready mighty quick when you go to foolin’ with Aim.” McVea meditated. “That's the worst of birin’ new men,” he said; “you don't know what you' gettin’, Ladle to be hirin’ rustlers un- knowin’. Bonanza stretched his tong legs, lean- Ing beck larhy. ‘oma emia say that about me,” he said; “T've only been here @wo weeks,” MoVea’a eyes wandered over the yuncher, reckon you ain't Tucson's kind or he wouldn't have drawed on Where al! had been as smooth us a Plact4 sea before wax now tur! t No one would have dreamed that there were so many LITIME things needed the baker and the candlestick | serve a aick relative and had to be gone in the curricuiuin of smooth living. Upon a time there wae a r, Which even a “Jewel of a ser-} some timo, They wondered how ehe had MAN-> O servant, There are g004 Bel! vant” tg not EXPECTED to do. This was one of the firat real vace-| AGED it all—that nothing seemingly vants and bad servants and| «phen there was the time when the| tions () the mother had taken or rather|/wae left UNDONE, It seemed as indifferent 8EF-\Hoy tost his Job. But, dear me, here} had had thrust upon her elnce the chil-| though the bottom had dropped out of vante was the servant in the house to FY Jaren had GROWN, And, of course, the bucket. But this servant /rignt WITH him. Always, “misery {they hud arrived at the age where thay} And the wall across the space was was an EVER=|joves company,” which this real #er-|/ should have taken care of THEM-| “Come ba Oh, come vack!" And LASTING O76 | vant in the house knows so Well. | Si:L.Vims, sto left them. being the everiasting servant, back The servant bad) Many timex tho boy did not stop to} No need to tell of the several servants! she came. They reallzed, Many carenses angwered (he tink that he could get ANOTHER that came to fill want, but were| were directed toward her that had Want ad that 19) sweetheart, another wif sisters, found WANTING In filling {t. No need|never been there BEPORE, But the paper would MAYO et ne can only have ONE mother, to tell of the many trials and tribula-|Uttle wise mother knew, and she was pages enough [0] put he and th 3 took It all as|tions the fanfly found tn the most|slad even for the fall flowers, print! Even the a oatter of course, an everyday ur-| TRIPLIN our action of events.) MORAL: THE EVERLASTING SER- Or me seuld VANT WANTS THE DAIPY 1L0830M | Sorte IRENE (20K: And In tacts) 2 aia ; SNVELOPEL @ 1 tore pm goa Ever See a “Mo-Sleigh?” Eere’s One — keepers call a ¥ . . 'e « 4d pot COMPARE with her. | a el" Is verily queen in st of all, she does not she will take the place until a! Stipulated aw to her wages, her Thur days out ond her Sundays in, her We: nesday calier | And vurse the family agrees to; ft all ft weniuine | PRECIO e? Yet, the lady next] dow * fewel a few more shekels—then the week's notice, | vant 1 want to tell yout not engaged THAT way.| n for LIFE, Her! wages wer PREARRANGED, Sha took t ses of Work and the! wages of Ww ne with the only com. fat from the days belng a 1 to the finer hing dire necessities tn saying Dea y nk 80 last fall's You just anoth as Wet And many oth ant mean were hers to amouth over us: glingsto- nd exist nis | being well versed In (ie colu-stretching process | Many times the thir 1 Bi ; se , heart i" e the Invent f th * children hat else mastered in |eave it thecinore bighesousdins the wide, wide word? ‘pilatlon Use mame of “aii oydale eo powerta The 6 ploture 1s from ‘Due pkeseu. Gunpany From Everywhere. 2QU. Y the winter highways ukon Valley mere traversed dow only by K banks of the © sown in amtron land, George Clarke, who ald 1 nome ‘eer noise The F » of Q w 5 more of its fags : aid has advertised £ ninety-nine year leases of water powers tn the province It ly supposed by some that J wolf of India was the o | pomse the salient ey r | ' nted . t | , ea sques uf Java ant Wester . H 4 J theme 2.4,U eit ols iva, you fast nipht.” He emtled. “It don't The Range Riders Another Great Cowboy Romance 2 ‘1HE 1WO-GUN MAN” Tf it’s you T'm teilin you that Vil git you I aint sayin’ pothtin’,” returned Bo- nanza cold Itut T reckon you ain't kon’ to mit me.’ He moved slightly tod threw the muzzie of his aix-shooter ward, covering Tueson, “Tf you're of tha rt now, I'd admire 1 (a make you feel onpunctual. Tuceon malle no attempt to draw hi pon, Ht a angular « down at Bonanza, the snath gtill ip te a emart mani he anid, « through his lps t over!” abruptly, swung into his nd rode furtously Into the dis it yawned betwoen the chuck vid the Bar Cross ranchhout morning of a day three weeks ose Was in the mana- ver the cattle tal- ottourty the man- # office, lookin ly. Patiently and |ager ran up a column of figures, Then he looked u “We're (on atiort this week,” he satd. “Last week tt was eight, an’ the week hefore fifteen. An’ it ain't dry to apenk ther plengy of grass. T've had the dove lookin’ aroun for strays,” aid the range boss, pur ried, “an? there ain't none, There ain't any signs of any, an’ thars ain't none been killed, An’ there ain't a hide for carcass that'd ahow Loe wolves had got then." “An? ati we're thirty-three ahort on the month,” rewinued MoVea. “Do yor reckon any of the boys have Tun them phe) “The hoya ts equage,"” «tated the range boas stoutly; “there ain't been any of the boys tmilgain’ for a minute.” “There ain't none iz suveseunen Growndel?" experimented they: “shun! There ain't water deep enough in the whole Purgatory coustry to drowned a coyote!" sick alslaneh sae “Lt reckon they’ ow. another,” observed McVey earcaatioally. “Yes, that's just what they've done: ered one another!’ snapped the range bows. that there's a leak some- “Meanin’ wheres—that you ought to find! The range boss's face ertmsoned. reckon you could git a better man than e me to run this range!” he maid harshly. McVea rat erect. “I ain't sayin’ that! * declared, suddenly placative. “I den’ Delleve you're the fault, What I'm meanin’ Ix that you ought to find the leak. You reckon it’s rustlers?” “I'm atmin’ to eee," returned the rani bons, “It can't be nothin’ else. Im ridin’ the Cimarron range to-day—whe' take me very long to git a man's meas- tre. Give me time I'd have got onto Tucson. “I reckon that's eight. Bonanza emiled drily. “You're one of them men that c'n size a man up right’ quick.” MoVea leaned rward, a emile of Dieasedl vanity on his face. I cn pize up men,” he said; “that’s why I'm here. An’ I've got Tucson About right, For inetance, what would you aay if I wae to tel you that 14 got Tuceon down a rustier?” ‘This was a pale “feel”. based upon what the manager toferrad from the incident of the preceding night. But Ronanza’s face waa impassive. He jooked equardy at the manager and deitherately olosed one eye. “If T was sayin’ anything,” he eaid, ‘4'a be that you was makin’ @ protty wil ions. But I'm keepin’ mum, There ain't any love lost between me an’ Tue An’ I ain't lookin’ for trouble. I wouldn't want Tucson to know that I'd been tatkin’ about him.” MoVea amiled and turned to hie desk. “I reckon that’s all,” ho said; “yor @'n keep right on—not sayin’ anything. I'll take care of Tucson.” onanza rose and walked to the door, “I'm tellin’ you what T told the boys,” he anid. “Be kind of gentle with the cue.” He turned and went cut before the Manager could look up. For a fow days It seemed nothing would result from this conferences. The outfit was working down the Cimarron, and apparently time was wearing the edge off the enmity between Tucson and Bonanse. The former wae uncom- @unicative, gium; he kept te himeel? as much af possible, taking no part In the camp-Ore Jalke, Veiled allusions to the incident “of the bunkhouse oniy served to increase his teciturnity. He went his way unmolested, apparently unmindful of the fact that he was being left outside the fellowship. Yet no man took any Mberties with him, There about him a@ certain Mngering th of cold preparedness for anything that might happen that effectually dampened the ardor ef men who might have attempted levity in his Presence, There had been no further reference on Fonanna’a part to Tucson's past, Apparently, li Planted the seed of Bona spicton, was content to the outfit én., If there's any one rustil cattle I'm goin’ to know it! Hoe went out and mounted his pony. The next morning he rode up to the ranchhouse and met McVea at the d He drooped with weariness, lls eyes were red and swollen, telling of loss of “L ain't been out of the saddle for ha!t an hour since 1 loft here," he aaid grimly, “But T've found trim. He's over on the Cimarron, oh Little Kik croenin It's that man you fired about a moh ‘ago—Tuceon EA, ho calle hisselt. MeVea'e lips tightened . “Then that man Bonanga was right, |ne said. “He kind of hinted that Tucson wana rustier.”” His eyes ligtited coldly TT'reckon we'd better send the boys over an’ git him.” he sald. “Did you look over his gtock?” “I didn't Jook.” retumned the rans: poss quietly. “While T was ne Was watchin’ me from behind the muszle of he atx, T Gidn"t think T ought to try look—Juet then.” ‘Bonanza tid me to be geutle with the cuss,” sald McVea, contempiating the range boss. “I wonder what he low time to vindicate his charge, Yet there Were scowls when, during thé course of thelr work, the two men met; Bonanza's meer followed Tucson ale ways. The other men began to predict that a clash would come soon, poy eaes of Sen, mat wire Aint And then quite suddenly one day the in On any one of thytm to tals that ncn ved ‘nto camp and spoke| they might have belonged to the Bar It wae tn the early | Cre If he's fustiin’ them he's stum the men were eating " near the ehuck wagon, Tuc-| “I reckon you watched him close ” but ross from hia] satd the manager, thorigh he knew began t) pack his rand | such had been bis omer, look a his saddle. After he bad! y re tevin’ to fun me,”* sakl Bon caught op Nis pony an@ was ready to|anse with a halfeneer, “You didn't sen? 1 fi nd at r the to wateh him go's I could Core " oat Bonanza piente,"" e wld to the latter, his M4 offense,” offered McVea quickiy, s teeth in a snarl 4 you could keteh him if any one could f what you|T reckon It's just as you say—he'r plum ® bunkhouse. | Hut rastlin’ has got to” be stopped to (To Ba No, 1? i , sin New York sear H that ff “dones in bewor vf tae doctor, 4 JONES STRERT. |.8 time Continued) h New York Streets, And how They Receives heir Names. «plan fo better, ved the horoyahtare is Was awk vave occastoned ho tine, Bue it # of two streess 4 sald to pent at Yo 1 VPpins datrtes “ahd spend vul of By vus ate , = * In New i ' ~ wena,