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sotter Woriag waisiy Schooldays a magazine, friuay, Find “Fatches’’ and bj Follow ‘the String! Copvrien?, 1912, a4 (ways Pibllehing (The New York World, ) w& By Dwig Seemed ‘The Pearl Maiden’ Looks and Sounds Like an 'r,1itation. Gunes of we cant Rase YouR SALARY A ttre f (fF The Purns Raver ein ‘you wen. Have bm STAT To Wome, EY CHARLES DARNTON. F that pearl maiden beyond price, Gaby Deslys, wore still casting herself in our midst, she might be able to place a true value upon “The Pearl Maiden" at the New York Theatre, But in her absence let us call the cook in the (desperate hope that she is still on the Job, for this is a matter which only @ adixeriminating cook can decid Should Jefferson De Angelis be roasted? T prefer to leave it to the cook. The cannibals at the New York Theatre seem ravenously in favor of placing the Mace de reatetance in the pot he has won at poker by overlooking his hand. ‘The argument that he {fs too lean to supply the demand isn't borne out by his waistline. The cannivals, who have evidently sampled more than one mu: sical comedy dish in their time, seem to thing there will be enough of him to go round. It is quite apparent that Mr. De Angelis appeais to them, He has not Ilvéd and grown fat In vain. But to see the overnourished come: dian in a bamboo cage Is to regret that you have left the cook at home. Even & bad cook could appreciate the good points of Mr. De Angelis. When he Imagine himself served with brown Gravy and orange pecl he suggeste that he may have a future in the South Sea islands, 4f not on our own Manhat- tan isle. The tragic part of it is that the cannibals allow him to escape. He manages to get off without evon tip- ping the waiter. ‘The hungry authors, Earle C, An- thony and Artiur F. Kales, are merci- ful, while their musical confederate, Harry Auracher, 1s reminiscent. To put it mildly, “The Pearl Maiden” both looks and sounds like an Imitation of various musical comedies that left Jenerson Ue Any Broadway, at about the time that Kerr. Coxey's army took to the road, That Was the day of the tin dinner-pail, years before Tin-Pan Alley burst with a deafening din upon the musical comedy world. But the young are nut afraid of fong marches into the past. And Messns, Anthony, Kales and Auracher prove that they possess the courage of youth. They know what they have heard— @nd don't you forget it! You couldn't if you tried. Mr. De Angelis doesn't allow his early recollections to extend to his feot. While his grin !s as broad as ever, he no longer capers all over the we. Restraint has selzed him and held him down to a few well-consid- ered steps. A cruel fate Keeps him from being the king of a canntbal Isle, and his working hours as a wirell ‘operator are so short that it's diMcult to know just what to make of him. His one conviction seems to be that he wouldn't make a good meal. Miss Flora Zabelle looks as beautl- ful as ever, though rather lonely, as, the pearl maiden who stands around swaiting for the plot to develop, She Mm il 8 as Pinkerton A Glimpse Into the lf N. ¥. Shops MONG the new cotton goods for 1912 there are French volles with @ fringe border at $2.50 a yard, and Inen ramle forty inches wide, in all prevailing colors, at 76 cents a yard, New silk warp eollennes are now being displayed and make up into beautiful | evening gowns. They are only 38 cents @ yard. The Papers Say By John L. Hobble Copyright, 1012, by The Press Publishing Oo, (The New York World), | O make the political situation, permitted to reduce the workmen's T perfectly clear: “Bryan| wages and make a fortune for them- shakes hands with La Fol-| selves, what good is this freedom? lette” and “The applause for Champ —_—— Clark was ted by Mr. Bryan.” “Man arrested for hugging a girl is = discharged. After taking a good “One eighth of a woman's income | look at the girl the Judge said he should go for clothes.” But the aver-| didn't blame the man, age working woman's entire income How N. Y. Streets Got Their Names 0. 14.—BANK STREET. ‘cc 8 soon as yellow fever makes A its appearance,” wrote John Lambert tn a description of New ork City tn 1997, “the inhabitants shut up thelr shops and fly from thelr es into the country. Those who cannot go far on ace nt of business Ai i i « remove to Greenwich, altuate upon the amnites cheerfully and sings hee soees hanlevantigr ieuone hag inypiedpengetess will not amount to more than one- Man remained unconscious three|porder of the Hudson, two or three ce ear Prvederty teeice Ae wie with a wide, self-colored border in ratine | ighth, years.” We know a man who put alt|n from town, effect. It is shown tn exquisite color- ings at $2 a yard. Beautiful effects in Scotch shirting knows better. The best she can do !s to bury her pride in gowns that couldn't possibly have been made In the ho banks and other public offces also remove their business to this place, and markets are regularly established, his carnings in his wife's name for over four years, It takes #0 much longer to get a January 26, 1912 Range Another Great C (Copyright, 1911, ty Outing Publishing Co.) SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. Banta Fe, a cowboy atventurer, rides tnto the towa of Claumaron, -w jet the Sheriff, Jim Wetster, offering @ reward of $500 for the capture of nh ‘horwe thet. Santa Fe fails ‘lnto ith Nim to. the town w rand Ranta Fe, at the Sheriff nt @ lonely epot on the nd rob him, A tittle isles Bo ranch, 1s sent to aske him about Tim Tues is From on by Me a 5 By C.A. Seltzer, Author of “THE TWO-GUN MAN” Riders owboy Romance the bush jamin’ at you. He'd told ma fag Plum slick at sisin’ up you to think that “Ta, ta, “Yours very trooiy, “SANTA FB, ALIAS TUCSON ED.” “Denver,” said the puncher, contem- ting the note with # humorous eye, in’ Santa Fe. I reckon them's the two Guys which made a howlin’ jackass out of that Cimarron Sheriff.” He caught McVea‘s look of inquiry. “It's a jong story,” resumed puncher, “but they got two hundred and fifty from the Sheriff, provin’ that he wan easy.” McVea etiffened. “Meanin’ that becanse thoy got five hundred out of mo I'm twice as easy™ he demande: “1 reckon the puncher, hi something fathom. idn't aay that,” returned eyes swimming with MoVea co! not that CHAPTER VI. house window Sid Tucke1 manager of Lasy J, saw & 6 in the white glare of a sun that shone down from an empty sky. He divorce than to be married, the law should provide that the candidates ‘madras are noticeable among the new wash goods, The paiterng are in neat Several of the banks which closed thedr Now York bulldings at firet breath South Sea Islands. Miss Elsa Ryan, Mke Miss Zabelle, seems to have run La Follette's record for tong apeech way from the Casino without any atripes and Jacquard figures. It 18 45) be permitted to apply for both at the| making has not yet been surpassed, |°! een feree or dioleerinue plear notion of what she Is doing, The Cents OS same time, but a woman in Colorado has an-|stroet of Greenwich Village. And. the Warm climate doesn’t appear to agree Coat collars in deep round or sailor e reen loge. With her dancing, and {t certainly back shapes in white «derdown are — nounced herself a candidate for the|thoroughfare thus aclected took the iar iy ®.47. They are very chle, her volce so cheerfully that you, they are removable can eat ‘habn't Improved her voice. Miss Daisy Leon unfurls her legs to the breeze and rats and since y be kept “Witness could not recall question: able transactions.” Of course, this) ne of Bank street In those early cay: United States Senate. n Mttle was under- 4 ‘in an tmmaculate condition. Theso col- | ; dais ; ,, [stood of modern methods for prevent- esos itech au ee ha BHelanl Boe its Bon PeBluslt trie cai paged lars, in white bengaline silk, have the | “tiness was not a liar; he merely ‘Jury in kidnapping case disagree.” |ing and checking a » And mala- ‘ tip thar den." re : 5 "t remember when he did.| I? is sai ” evidenc dle: re now little more than a even more vividly than “The Pearl Maiden.” And that's saying a great deal! |¢8¢ finished off with allk fringe and | said he didn't remember when he did if a sala ‘het th evidence did not ries Maud thoes yung ihe city, But | are $2.47, jehow clearly whether the man On| TTD tus aacsetars Aid hot knee haw nace guage, tyen in earrings are the) wsrusband gives bride one miltion| trial wae a Sociatiat or a Republican, | ere een amcemrn ait net Know how dollars.” Every man should have a e ry are 4.% for the large plain hoop, while — they knew enough to get dnto 5 r alr, Betty Vince mt’ fire en Iirttn otto mar eso rl seoat omy men tie it avec ei y mie Ben een elnnan tw mow la girl to have to live with him, recently for California, hoping for an|). "Nyon the harder of the Tludson, e |be TEAR bine awa uta CiTiGc oe en — opportunity to serve on a jury. liwor or. (ures. mileai trom. town 3 and it is being shown both with an up-|men who came here because this isa! The revised version of Roosevelt's ANd Of which only the elepariea sate nite tee ae ti aeale fmal'! free country, ‘And if they are not rejusat is now ready for publication, \ihan_ glorie Hopeless Love. neck length, — <a NY young person Is exceedingly unwise to waste time and effort in hopeless causes, I mean that you can And much pleasanter occu- ns than trying to win the Boudolr caps have been cepted and naturally have attained popular prices, A neat cap of net with flections of some one Who) lace edged fnill and finished off with readily ac- { Sandman Stories A ‘Yritten and 7 atee ang By Eleancr Schorer @ is openly indifferent or even hostile to you. \a ribbon band and bow are only 0 cente, | °F . ‘ : Of course that isn't #0 In novels, Tie heroine who| small hand mirrors for carrying In Copsright, W12, by The Press hates the hero on the first page falls into his arms on the|the handbag are % centx and can be last. Otherwise there wouldn't be any story, But Iife isn’t IMterature, and besides inost young per- sons have something élse to do besides making love— wally the sole occupation of the novel nero. : oe, If your personality apparently grates on the girl or Fs , tnan upon whom you have set your affections it is ine Petty Vincent finery more senvsule te accept the fact instead of trying te cha: yourself the other person. There are as good fish in the sea, you know, Would it be proper to write and as! Does He Care? iim {f he hag been tit “MOP writes: “A If You know him pretty well it would been paying me atten | be all right to send a friendly note. had in elther bright or dull s!iver finish Ready-to-wear hats of maiine are the present offering in high class milliner shops. Those made up of black shirred maline are $6. Evening dresses of chiffon over satin, that embody all the present style notes, sell at $1275. The tunics have wide borders edged with fringe. They can 4 in all evening shades as well as young man ion for two years, " bas he has not propo: Should I gtv ‘M. M." writes: “Iam tn love with a Aor Ce | Im up or not?" young man who wants to marry me, 4 That depends on your feeling toward] put T am only nineteen. ; SRS He says he will walt till Tam twenty-one if I will not to go other men, would you advi If you care for him you should be him, If there jo some other young man “whom you prefer, ‘auitor stand in And in the same olf way introduced, And yet ‘twas different, for it seemed don’t let this dilatory our way. were “A. R.” writes: “Should o gentleman! wining to di to me lo as he suggests, n Inger on the doorstep eny length off Wy) ue wUEe since I! As though my heart had suddenly been will only be a two years’ engagement. time after bringing @ girl home from loosed. | @ dance?” Path baad Her smile, perhaps she gave tt to them I don't advise it In this weather. + 8." writes: “I feel sure that my all, flancee loves me, but her manner to+| And yet it secmed no smile had ever “M, W." writes: “I am in love with] Ward me ix extremely changeable. |} @ young man, but lately he has shown| What shall T do?” Ono half 80 sweet as tn that crowded THE MAGIC MIRROR. i , om | ‘Tell her frankly that she hurts y: ‘les sipation, What shall I do? ly that she hurts you place, TT thin ts the story There {* nothing you can do, except bi ad her to try to contro! her] ama afternoon reception's din ’ you a fe | know. it is to refuse to marry hin while he has ye 1 touched her hand i} f about a Uttle girl who, mich habits. over’ > H said, had the most beaut? Gitt. 4) K." w dl Qua el, [ saw her oft—by chance or by design, | Nair in the world, N tft, writes: “I liad a quarrel with| and we were friends ere two new moons little girl's mamma would scold “Is it proper for a]!™¥ flanee, but have written him a let- : bs ‘| ; had come, | y day becauno : ld no} friend flowers when| ter of apology. | He has not yet yor 1 could not foreet that silken hang, [over day because 5 a ee m the grammar | @cknowledged !t. What shall I do?’ And my poor heart kept beating like a! ways go carele with it naar You have gone halfway toward the! — drum, Degen eauthahe tata (b Feconeliiation and you must wait for! And oft we'd steal away where mina tah a necniae:s Mim to take the next step, were good : ue 0 bile 8 Ae Myles), TA recenhly Senses | ere |.\nd dinner was as kt: (Olean da walk & lone enya wiih wn attractiy ata public ball! 0, E." writes: “Should refreshi aie eas in a caprice Fee ard would Nk ver How can} be served when a young man calls? Acroga the table cloth of shining waite, | good f nd said) lived a bea $ obtain an latroduc i It fs not at all pec + And in any! There wi y Idol all alone, fairy! you aak the Manager jevent they should be of ihe simplest! touched her glass. Not ttl was some mber of the | or such as home-made fudge or BAN ¥ if he can introduce | popped corn, Then later on by some two months or | durpriee Fae, hawaii lady. You really pana | This , : ie he ve met her before asking her) op. g. writes: “1 am enzeked to a|In quiet cosy pia relight ok 1 not Gare to wir], but T feel that I must take care| Where words were mua to nmone |p, 1 wy daug jorge of father and mother in thelr old] — place to speak, Oh," kobbed tt fie How ean T tel! ° . ' i Let nae me Viage. Yet my salary ix not large enough | Where hearts are Mint which two ont ‘ h again 1 woul . - to support two establishments and the; — souls ignite, eu 1 oo h lied on me and made me pres- ‘ ee on me and made me Pres | cis) positively refuses to jive with my|Where love and loving permeate t D 80 pre er’ re What siall 1 do fr, y Mom ne loves you he will tell you vo | Parents. 4 alr, ? pap ne lhae 2 Ni Peel yeu #91" Cannot you afford rome furntshea | And all the hours small as moments be, The fight e cee bias rooms near your father's home? 1; t#| Tere with her tight in my arms, down 4 face was } +L. B." writes: “A young man who| much better to have a corner of your| My cup of happiness was filled for me— wri! at her, It was the good fatr ¥ Lvom out of town sald he would call! own than to try to combine two hou: I touched her Ip jheiding out @ mi: Tho little «i ; qm me a week ago, but didn't come, holds under one root, oJ. B. Hazard in #9 and Prose, looked and her heart was full of giad- day by day 4 commiasios isaypenr dail from the is to MeVea one night that hanged ‘Tucson, He takes th the hanging boty Met fier one look, leaves the ghast! wot, fol- Jowell by Bonanen CHAPTER V. (Continued. A Tragedy on Little Elk. OW id you do It alone? 66 he said. Bonanza smiled fellnely. “T reckon that's my bust- “2 ness,” he said coolly, got him an’ that's enough for you. I'll trouble you for that five hundred and seventy! MeVea passed tho money over, hid hands trembling in his eagerness to have the transaction done. And then for a moment they sat silent tn thetr saddies on the edge of thw wood. Me- Voa cast a shinidering glance back to- ward the clearing. “rll send one over to-morrow to bury him,” he sald, For an tnatant his face noftennl. “I'm sort of sorry tt had ppen to the cuss,” he added. za grinned coldly, “He had tt comin',” ho anid, He turned Nia pony's head toward the crossing. I'm hittin’ the breem to the Two Butte," he sald phortly, “S'long.” He rode toward the crossing without look- ng back, For a moment MeVea sat tn the eaddie watahing him, Then with a half tright- ene! glance at the cottonwood he spurred his pony furlously over the plains towant the ranchhouse. Konanza did not Ko far, He rode only into the shadows of some trees on the opposite side of the river, When he could no longer hear the rapid it of hoofs on the hard sand of the plains, he turned his pony's head and recrossed the river, Riding to the edge of the cotton: wood, he halted his pony on the edge he slope above the river and watehed ‘4 and his pony disappear into the darkness, Then he rode into the clear- ing where Tucson's body swung. Ho dismounted and walked into the shadow of some shrubbery that grew very close to the trea trom which Tucson was suspended, pulling out of the #hadows « small wooden soap box. This he shoved under Tucson's feet. Then he loosened the rope that was tied around the trunk of the tree—working very dellberately, “Gita move on, y* el hoss thief! said Tuscon suddenly, “Durned didn't think you'd gone an’ left m “I was considerin’,” returned Bonansa. “But T knowed tt wouldn't do any good. yu'd have cut the rope an’ spotled it, an’ then you'd have camped on my trail ti you'd got me." » stood up, laughing tronteally, “T MeVea come pretty near bein’ he said. f ho hadn't been,” #a'd Tucson as he sid down upon the box, “he'd ha seen this soap box, which T didn't quite Kick out of sight, an’ he'd have geen this nice nitle plece of rope that I got ted around my neck to Make It look like a regular hangin’ Honanza was packing his slick placing into tt the smal! leather bag that MeVen had given itm, He turned while engagod In this task and emiled sain at Tucson. “I reckon you c'n and that strap over which you've got der your ari he said. “T need tt fasten up that five hundred an’ enty, An’ To might want tt to hang you with again uceon 1 stra rm pl Ms coat, revealing a 1 tight up under hia was knotted the rope from whieh he bad been suspended. we ought to write a Ittle a, “IE reckon billy doo to Me he so's to let him know tha ain't exactly as wise as he he said. lariat of this here d Honanza, grinning, still busy at the slick ueing a Kolled plece of paper from vhere about hia person, Tucson wrought a ef note In picturesa! chiroxraphy, pinning {t to the tree h 1 been swinging a one'll ever nee It n he had fintshed any mounting his horse, which Bon- had produced from somewhere in we returned Bonanza, swinging own sadd yme one will whore wea MeVea's goin’ to send a © over here to-morrow to bury | Iuate next afternoon MeVea and one of hin p stood at the base of \t ling Tu # brief note, a;"mIt 1—"We ronie pr tn’ you Us writin’ at that mebbe you'd Ike t day when you was "tn the The Man Who Rode ‘‘Purga- tory.”” OOKING out of the rancl iB hundred mfles of sand and dust, hot, dry and shimmer- saw splotches of cactus, their Blos- tome scarier against a dull backsround, yellow tinted soapwesd, between the ranch*ouse and tho ragged skyline was Qn em;tiness that suggested ntermin- able space. The manaser had never been adle to Aiecover beauty in the picture, and yet for fully five minutes he hed givea it hia undivided attention. Presently he turned to the young man who stood just inside the ranchhouse door, garbed in exaggerated Western costume, beard- less, lean-faced, with eyes that hinted at a grave innocence strangely blended with the boldneas of youth. And sow from Tucker's expression was gone the vagueness of absent-minded conte! tion. In his eyes had settled the of humorous inquiry. ‘And #0 you want to work for Lasy J? he asked, as though the idea had occasioned deep surprise. “T reckon that's why T Teturned the young man e: changing his position. Tucker's lips tightened. It w: of Tucker that thie tightening of the \ps was no indication of the trend of hie thoughts. In the present instance he might have been amused or di: 0 reputation for had seen the young man slide from his drooping cow-pony, fling the reine over its heed and stride inte the ranchhouse with boldly whissing epure, Tucke: eyer had eought the vista of sand and cac- tus. ‘The firet took he had taken at the gent his mind on a long That was why able slur, Except for a asiiaht stiffe: ing of the body and the faintest trace of a emile, the young man gave no indi- cation of freling. T don't remember that T asked you to,” he returned, almost tenderly. In mpite of the softness of the tene there w cold nota somewhere. Tuck- er’a lips tightened again, “Where did you come from?’ Pd Bar Cross.” or contemplated the young man «ravely, Then after a moment he smiled cynically, “You're from the Bar Cross,” ho maid frigttly, “That's McVea’ ranoh," “Sure, I thought you’éa know.” There waa @ complacent enjoyment in the stranger's tone. Tucker mad second inepection of tall and well ont up. The him. He w: leathern chaps, which roused the managers iu-coneeatea scorn, had seen hard wear. But there was the wide-brimmed it—too wide for the cowpuncher who had been in the country long enough to appreciate modesty of drese—and the two gune— ‘ageing over each hip—that were more of a drag than @ convenience, when @ man was adept in their use. Tucker finished his tnepection snapped his eyes to @ level with the stranger's. xpect you know MbVea's fere- he inquired, tly. Barry? Gur ‘ ‘Humph! And you worked under im The young man smiled “Couldn't have worked att! Cross unless I did,” he ala, Tucker glared with cold unbellef, “Know a fellow over there named “Sure. You know him?" he returned, He of him." waa Tucker's @n+ swer. “Bronco buster. Barry told me ho was a regular dare-devil at” break. Ing horses, Bald he plumb quick with & gun, too, but never looked tor tr No balf-amile¢ at the young man, "Just now we could use a man ke that. “Gun-man?* said the stranger, drop- ping his words slowly, Tucker's eyes Mokered with a tr ulous humor. tree, Denver was back In my work each day mplaint, doing {t as fully an T oan, whether small has seven day: vem ts a example and exper often) may be mended again esas, 4 shall Up | new,"—Chicago Tribune, (To Be Continued.) The Worker and His Creed. vw I must work, I only for service renderet end not tros oe A destre to patronize. I shall try to realize that the eift of work t# the best gift in the world, th the ability to labor ts the keynote and that to work ana tc 4 and to strive aad to love .s life I shal endeavor to give every ono whethor he | n m me, of Whether man lower down,’ who looks 1 shall try not to be envious contented, realising that I have my own life to carve out for myself, and that anything t# within my grasp tf 1 work instead of wish an 4 And I shall try to remember that each day isa new day, and tat resolu tions are one of the few things

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