The evening world. Newspaper, February 9, 1912, Page 21

Weber and Fields’ Jubilee Proves a Hage Joyfest BY CHARLES DARN TON. ND we didn’t go home ti! moming! To apeak by the clock, it 12.0 when loads and loads of flowers came bobbing and towering the alsies of the Broadway Theatre as the crowning glory of the most glori- ous night in the history of Weber and Fields. ‘Of all the nights that ever happened at the olf muste hall there waa not one that approached in significance the night that brought the two comedians tomether again after seven years of wanderings along separate paths, The vaare they recetved proved beyond @ a@hatow of a doubt tliat Weber and Fields bold a warmer place in the heart of the public to-~day than ever before. This ts the one fact that stood out above all othera dast night and called for © red fetter as big as the audience iteolf. t audience told a story that ts more than likely to become @ Broadway fe. It was not the usual uudietingutshed first-night @athering, nor was it 1 old crowd that used to pack the Uttle musio hall on those emoky Peniig ulghts* in che dim and fragrant past. Miss Fay Templeton, at firet (that tt was “the same old crowd—patred off differently, por- but the sane old crowd." But that immense audience couldn't be taken at a eian ve ‘epresented something more than “the same old crow.’ ng the Broadway Thowtre {s three or four times as large as the yall, ant so the people who filled it to overflowing formed a far more “divtingutshed gathering than any that ever squeezed ite way into the Ute hall twelve blocks farther down the street. Men of note in every walk of Ife and women of distinction that may honestly be called rare were to he seen in e art of the house, The reunion of Weber and Melis assumed the pre firet nights ns of a rounton of friends whom they had entertained not only on n the years gone by but on other nights year in and year out. And cvery one liughed and cheered in the Joy of turning back to those years. The cheer that went up when the two comte heroes of the occasion bustled ont ene must have tested the staying qualities of the Broadway's roof. The hinds of Joe We little y-haired mother fluttered over the edge of a box ond the whole Fields family went into action, but they were really Joxt in tho storm of applause that swept the house, ever, was far more than a sentimental triumph, for they lost no time in prov- Ing that they were prepared to give the audience as good as it could send It Is not too much to way that they appeared in the finest producticn of | thetr lives. ‘The performance was f"od with surprises, the biggest of siitoh was sprung when avid Warfield .\.ut- fled out on the stars shortly before 11 o'clock as the unforgettable Jew he used to play in the old days at the mu- ste hall. There probably weren't halt a dozen people in the audience who! knew that Warfield was expected and the members of the company were in| even greater tgnorance of his coming. | Hut he hadn't taken two steps before the whole house recognized him and sent | up another deafening cheer. He shook hands with the “two good boys” who immediately proved themselves pad ‘boys by pulling out his whiskers until Miss Lilllan Russell searched his face in te for a souvenir that she might y with her, Having pulled out Warneld’s whiskers, the boys Lew Fields as Meyer Bockhelster. Sntied out David. Belasco. ety ne Joe Weber as Michael Dillpickle. stooq waiting in the wings to see ahether his favorite actor would be Killed by Kindness. Warfield brought ni old dialect with him and he used it to say he was happy to see hs old friends together again, Then he put his arms about them—and the audience threw up tts hands and yelled wit h delight! ‘rom start to finish the jut ianscaean it was not always Ike this in the old days scored. Franklo Fatley came in for the first greeting, She was rounds of applaus: John 't. Kelly but he pulled hlinself tog: the most of a, good vong called le Wasy't f the Irtsh Among other things ! Bglasco tgat wasn't for the And all the thine wi lively « » performance was a huge joyfest. It wos so given two caught on the side of the head by an awful clap of applause her and made “re and the Jew "a really pees atage was he dazzling of “The 1 her latest Her volce Russell Miss ¢ Roses and Ly ss with a biue » yolce Into “Phe * and going back that ening d to coax down for us at During the course of wore one million-dollar nd helped to de- use she was un 1 Weber and “4 {n the Inno- R nothe ormous ext ng poker also tnd w Lillian Russell Mre. Wallingford i to Dut out each may rrernnlasen aah chile Mullen. sh fall out of Meanwhile the audlence was in constant danger of Fompleton covered herself with glory and a Spanish costume that lier shranis from describing. Her voice was quite as wonderful and It with great generosity. She gave us “Roste’ added “Little for good measure, and—well, sho left us hopelessly in her debt! Mr. t only had something to say to us about going away from here, but he tance’ as he hasn't danced tn twenty years. His slater, Helena Collier Garrick, made & new name for herself in a bit of burlesque with the versatile Willie that helped the fun along {mmensely, George Beban was capital as an excitable Frenchman, and Miss Bessie Clayton danced as well as ways Al “Hokey-Pokey," a mixture of good things from the old with a dash of new songs and nonsense, Then came @ bur- Bunty Bulls and Strings,” which started a new While It was naturally a trifle irreverent in spirit, {t followed the ly at the Comedy Theatre a dit too religiously, and so seemed But Miss Tampleton was great in moro than one sense Ada Lewis looked and acted enough like the orlginal Susie} "s double, Mr. Flelds hit off Weelum capitally, young brother with a vengeance. They may well| coess of thetr jubilee. It was a great night! 8 “° than necessary nity, While Mi n to be Miss Jean Cad hands © snake Some of the Johes. ly once, vow didn't, Weher—1 met ¢ Fielle—Not with George Boban (to Lillian Russell) —You're an sy Russell-It tekes an anget to eateh an angel, angel + pronkta Bailey (on duty bound)—T ahalt tell the General. Witlfam Collier If L was the General 'd have her on my stuf wuselt Fields—Paris ts ove of our unprinctpled cittes, ain't it? Weber—-Don't speak abort vy wife—she's a firsteclass busiiess woriun Colifer (his eve following s Russell) don’t ace hy ahe’s worrying about the Giants #0 much when she's going to Pittsburgh vert season ® pittian Russelt-You play bridget John 7. Kelly—No, 1 want to keep the few frievits | have ) Fields (to Beban)—We'll give you $19,900, | Weber Wa ain't got $10,900 | stolris—-I know, but aintt ita good of? | Coll Bunty burt I took one hondred a Af he Fey Templeton—L wish you had taken it off we. ‘The return of Weber and Fields, how- | who had! that everybody | ne for each leg, She looked both pleased and pleasing. | | er in her own peculiar Or Saw Evening “World Daily Magazine, — Friday, Februa: ry 9, 1912 | Self-Dependence. EARY of myself, and sick of W ing What 1 am, and what I ought to be, At the vessel's prow I stand, whieh dears me Forward, forward, o'er the starilit sea. | And @look of passionate desire O'er the sea and to the etars I send: “Ye, who from my childhood up have claimed me, Calm me, ah! compose me to the end! “Ah, once more,” I cried, “ye stara, ye On my heart your ly charm renew; Btw, atti let me, as I @aze upon you, Feel my #oul becoming vast Ike you!” From the intense, clear, star-sown vault of heaven, | O'er the lit eea’s unquiet way, ‘tn the rustling night eir came the an- awer— ‘Wouldst thou be as these are? Live as they. |“‘Unaftrighted by the silence round | them, Undistracte’ sy the eights they eee, These demand not that the things with- out them Yield with love, amusement, sympathy. “And with Joy the stars perform thelg shining, And the sea its long moon silver’é roll; For self-poised they live, nor pine with noting All the fever of some differing soul. ‘Bounded by themselves, and unregard- ful In what etate God's other works may Ia thelr own t:sks all their powers pouring, These attain the mighty life you see.” Or, ait-born yoice! long since weverely el A cry lke thine in mine own heart 1 hear— “Resolve to de thyself; and know thet he Who finds :imself loses his misery!" —Matthew Armol4, | | | iSite (» (The New York ja CouLDNT BEAT MY ) By C. M. Payne Ed Bercda my Por Cound TOAGO housencives cott dutter.” We afford it, either. sé Gaby Destys soye that the im-| Ddrate one has been overlooked; this jvear is the first anniversary of last This statement must be withdrawn |vear. portant thing in New York is Blug. or we challenge all her male rela- tives. However, if they accept, we sotthdraw our blug. “Lawyer's daughter fined for shop- Ufting.” instructed her that there (3 a legitt- mate way of appropriating other peo- ple's property. Men working for $10 a week have | struck for @ ratee of wages. But how can a workingman expect a raise when he begins at the top? “Rea and White luncheons are says it is worth, The reason fashtonable in Denver.” The Papers Say By John L. Hobble Copyright, 1912, by The [’ress Puttishing Oo, (The New York World), Her father should have | orld. Whose Little Boy Was He? boy-) Judge consented to have the man can't |executed next week. A‘: tron poop bountied throug, the arse, eal: wih Sule tahoe intr. te gromas en walted, the ep Tresentiy be comma, In search for anniversaries to cele- window.” ho ead, een ot the hesyre owner, leane, I've brol sane, Live ‘broken The only substantial argument against Woman's euffrage is that man a created first and therefore has |greater experience in the ways of the the women, 9 droke it—the litte deliow with the hoop, you Know, You're his father, aren't yout le aroun to my place and told me bis mother wauied er winder fixed, You're hie mather, egen't your" Avi the woman hook her head aleo,--Lippin- ont’, After the Party. | “Jury finds banker guilty of | theft." The banker's attorney has volunteered to withdraw the jury's decision and have a new trial, Samwe, what have I done ¥ of course. What did you ey ariatucraito Mra. Pingtetont” these affairs are #0 called ts that) “Girl says that man's love te worth $10,000." The man should e her his love and then aue for what ehe 1, what did T eayt* you egsinst your | anid to her, ‘How ume young hopeful will soon Priendiy, Mrs, Pingleton has but one child, @ young woman of ¢ + Clavel It {s now believed that thirteen | Pa Ny. “ve nh mamas s ne |thirty miles of pi 6 LL, George, 1 hope you are vieased | with yoursit.”* Range Another Creat C | cCoprsiem, 1011, by Outing Publishing Company.) 32: aes already orertull. a, Des A tail, lank, maga yrliestorhim for oettio ne applicant Poa i ength, wadenantin hag So prabe e CHAPTER X. \Coatioved ) The Nester on Carrizo. BT back where? questioned the manager abruptiy. ie fe a Soeee changed yore mind about that jo "No! returned the stranger; “ft's @ right pretty bit of country, You reckon? fered the manager quiet- By C.A. Seltzer, Author of “THE TWO-GUN ni “There ain't none prettier. But it t just the place I'd go if I wee thigking of nestering.” | “Shucks!* exclaimed ‘ou don't say! But there ain't any two men got the same idee about You reckon said the manager shortly. * 4 cabin and some ahede over You don't happen to know what became of the man who bullt them?” No," said the stran Tucker amiled coldly, “Tt T was tn your place I'd find out before I 4 cided to take up any tand over (her tee tt, aon't mean'— began the qranger. the “che Lany J Company ie tn business to make mones announced Tucker, slenificantly. “It don't went any mar cattle grasing up abouts.” “I reckon the eompany won't bother weary smile head.” more, a hon, a grimly, he went out and mounted his ony. From watched him as he went out into the the office window Tucker in that Iny between the ranchhouse and Carrizo Creek. Long after pony and rider had become % more dot Tucker nat at hin desk be- aide the open window, his elbows on the sill, hiv chin In his hande—meditating, An hour later, when the range boss came in to meke out bis datly report, the manager «till sat at the window. he dot had disappeared. ‘The manager | Sahed as he turned to the range boss. “We're going to have a nester over on rizo,” he aald carelessly as he turned again to his neglected accounte, ‘Tho range boas smiled “That ain't supposed to be Just the Proper thing, ts it? he observed dryly. “Well, no." Between the ¢wo men passed a glance of perfect understanding. Yet in Tuck- ers volce there had been @ retuctant note that caused the range boss to lance quickly at him, “You know him?" he asked, ‘The range boss sniffed contemptiously. “Then what in’ | termed a a the grass here. me none,” observed the etranger, with «| j@eft brush of nature, Riders owboy Romance V MAN” © cuss who tes ‘aD out inchs ewerid and found ft Uttle Gigger than he thought tt was. Didn’ @ whole stitch om hin,” be q@genpathet- feally, ‘Must fave run into hard luck sure enough.” “I've seen them kind before,” sald the range boss, ‘Ain't no good at ‘anything. Don't stay tn one place long enough to ait acquainted with ft... Run acrost one down tn the Panhandle onct; he'd been rovin’ a@round till he'd ‘ataked out enough land to own a territary of bir own--If he could have got it all in ene ‘Tucker had returned to the window, and the range boss Sat’ déwn at a table and procesded to make our his report. For fifteen minutes there whe @ dend allenme in the office and then, nis task completed, the range Goss @tirred uneasily, “Any orders abowt the fellow on Carrizo?” Tucker Gar, @nd turned. ‘ bee he sald slowly; ‘the usual wey. Hn J will have to get aling without in,” ‘Tho range boss smiled with grim ep- Preciation of the dire significance ae Bei jt veyed by the Bea) ‘words. ‘Tucker turned eaten to che “eee, when the 1 bose had "The poor oust,” he said with queer dreak in his volee; “the cuss, Hungry and wouldn't eat, I wonder why™ IL The drooping halte? at the Gare of the old corral on the broad level above the bed of Carrizo Creek and stood patiently while fumbled uncer le eine It shook itself gral iy who~ the heavy aaddie olattered te ground, waiting with a mild, in gaze an the men Jet down the bers. Then it etumtied slowly through the ‘opening, while the man replaced the bara, shouldered the eaddle and strode stiffly toward the door of the edebe rut that the Lazy J manager bad ‘cabin.” Aa hie figure dark- ned the doorway @ pale, emaciated wo- man aro! from a Bite of bedding and t hin Well?” ahe ‘ueattoned breathlessly, hopefully. "I Cldn't @#tt no job—yet” the man in @ gentle voice, * he manager natd he'd be shore an’ give me one before long, We can manager few daya yet, you reckon?” ‘ch woman seemed to shrink. “Uncle Henry.” she said alowly, but without reproaah, her eyes searching been promised work. me that to cheer me. 1 know youhave I can aea it in your ly, “Dut we wered ne el ’ latepped quickly to her side and placing an arm around her waist led her to a rough bench that stood Just outside the door of the hut, seating her upon it and atanding beside her to steady her. A alight breeze came alghing over the valley of the Carrizo and through) the sparse timber of the creek; the atnkin| sun threw golden streams at their very feet; the distant mountains amerged from their sombre grayness and took on & mantle of beauty, rising majestically nid a nea of vari-colored shadows— adows that fell, the world, viol rt purple, orange and scarlet and pearl, Slowly merging and biending under the The woman ceased coughing; the man stroked her hair, She looked up and Schooldays # they are given dy society lights who drinks of whiskey in a chauffeur is put the husband's bank accounts in un unlucky number for the pedes- the Red. trians. We modestly suggest that the only! ye 49 shocking to learn that the living man who has not qualified for methods of the trusts are no more the Ananias Club be nominated for | ponoradle than those of the small President. business men. The man who killed his wife bes “A soctety man broke his wrist at sentenced to fifty years; but his at-|dinner.” He was probably an Amert- torney made such a dramatic plea for |can trying to read the French menu the time to be shortened that the |with only one hand, Vain Dealer, pe on The Magazine Morgue. “6 of name je Vensntok—lercii My composition waa called munks in ‘Thunderstorms, cme io," HB young author squared Ms shoulders, cleared iis throat, drew @ long tresth, and knovkod at the door, oa! 1 have je that you bough Pewhyn 1 the magazine editor, called to me about that article} with sudden ferceness. two years ago, MY | clidn't Yenanink. ‘he Behavior of Chip aod 1 should tlhe to know how much louger I must watch and wait before 1 een 18 oH priate” remember," the editor replied. “We ere saving your Little ewsy to use at the time of your death When public attention te drawn to/declared Tucker in a Jowered voice,| that we 9 to have something of hie o8/*}ie's just @ poor, ornery looking sort of band, we jo BB Brenig News, Find *Fatches’’ and Follow the String! a sqaure ita svnes =m, PIP GINT “ment FATTY GRUP DAVED.KOPPERFENO ~ Fuse mma 85 cttw PoARET —/ LAE Toone » UNne wl Opneun Burmps- Sana? GAMP KypD0 BUMPS. a KAW ches iu siKee 006 ———, ae ARTEL 006 DODG! rate fe Tat mae) w& By Dwig “L know,” returned Tucker, ‘I hadn" ought to feel that way, but aomehow 1) don't seam to de able to help it. 1 ain't never been able to get over that other ‘one. And now here's another, Why couldn't the fool atay away?" he added “TE told him 1 want him hanging around the lazy J ° gala Uncie Henry; ‘it's etter than we found in Ari- waro grew onary @ anid fervidly. "f “hagtt want to die until I find him.” “T reckon we'll find him pretty sobn,"" said Uncle Henry encouragingly, though hopelessnens dwelt deep in his eyes. ‘Mt “Then T reckon {t's hia own funeral,” | might help if I'd know him when I seen anid the range boss grimly. “When al him, but I don't, We've been pretty @ar man's warned an‘ won't Hsten there ain't | to find him. ain't we? no more to be ead.” far” revoraed the womsa wes. “ men” fay, “There are times when it seem Hf Hala el 7 have been all over the world.” (To Be Continued) Betty Vincent's Advice to Lovers. Which Should Be «‘Boss’’?— Neither. oan HEN two young people have promined to marry each other which one showd be ‘hors? Netther! ‘Wise old saying that ‘tm love there is mo-tnst nor first Tialf the droken engagements, half the trou- bles of married life, arise because people will forget that very simple little sentence. Mariage is @ partnership’ on equal terms, and an engagement is the trial of it before the sixning of the final articles, Then netthear man nor woran ought to assume more than « just half of the management of the firin. Naturally, a gtr! settles certain ifttle detafte connected with the wedding, Naturally, @ man, the cent payes. hooses the future place of residence, But these are tho ‘They are not commands, cheon, WouNl it te all right to have the announcement written on ema!) deferences of love. She Is Lame. “HO.” writes: “Loam in love with a] hearts, which form part of the fhvops young lady, but #he will not consent to) at the luncheon tablet” Jan engagement because who ts me ‘That would be pretty and effective, What @ball I do? — Convince young lady that hor) “W. Z." writes “I am very hh Weakness Will never make any differ- ‘© with a trl, Dut cannot tell her'ao, [as sho never gives ine @ chance to spesic to her alone, What eball’I do?" With @ ittle Ingenulty you ean eufely snanage to soe her alone for a few ‘tntn= ence tn your affection. morbid about it She ty probably ” x t same!ures, Try gehivol wiih me We pioinived wo atie:| The Bride’s Monogram. *. Jand 1 nave wort What) "PQ." writes: Showd . @ » bride ~ A |own monogram be engraved on the si li is your place to welie first, since! Ver she récetves, or that of her fence?’ permission It is more custamary to use her own, Wo" writes: “In tntroduttons, should the name of the lady ort) uf the gentleman be mentioned first an is always presented to “Mise Acmay I intro- “A man shows me! “T. Would tt eto a girl be proper of sixteen on “C. 1" writes didn't love “A girl told mg she me, but #he was aggry and . embrance, [mid afterward that didn't mean It, Do you think she does care?! “6. GO." writes: “Tam announcing my | It is quite Ukely, She hamtold you qhy. ers engagement at 4 Vaientiae 1ua- [is sorry for her hasty apeecn,