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‘Dne a Evening World Daily Magazine, suudole —— — Aucesa . ay. rebruaty 27, 1912 a ~~ ~et “~~ [MA BROKE } | THE STRING ovF MY Toy SPIDER 4 Wik YA Fix iT FOR wel Cx 7 Mrs, Fiske Shows Funny Side of “‘Lady EY CHARLES DARNTON. | F Mrs. Fieke was up a tree for two a I high, comedy at the Empire Theat earth in the last act of “Lady 1 as a comedion The play proved as light as afr and not particularly bracing. Nothing could better Mlustrate the differen ween the Hugiirh and ‘Amertcan se of humor than this absurd though amusing trifle by Rudolf Bester, whose Don one of the brightest mem of the New Theatre. In Eng- Jand ladies of leisure with dull husbands on thelr Js may go in for romantic nonsense ineplred by poems that have gone ty thetr heads, whereas here {dle v n concern th ves with more substantial things: Even Mrs, Fiske seemed to be smilin Mrs. Fiske as Lady Patricia. 1 Cant Fix it] Matter, Pop?” Jit Pur 'T BESIDE POPs PLATE AN Patricia’ ts in the giddy, though not evsentially St night she certainly got down to * and came off with flying feathers ng at Lady Patricia, apparently finding it MMcult to keep her face stratght as| that hetlc creature indulged in| poeilc flights or tinkled her silv mandolin to lure young Bill O'Farrell to her side, Sentimental ladies who are old enough to know better do, perhap: burst {nto song and poetry when there's kely young chap with nothing better to do than listen to them, and 1f we a ngland as common ground satire ts perhaps well-almed. But n this practical land there ts ev {fie missing the mark, Then, 90, ‘act that “A Slice of Life had ast \ taken off the same stage left “Lady 1 at a certain disad- vantage, for there's no denying that Harrie's burlesque tock some of the wind out of Besler's tree-top, Novelty was not wanting, however, ! e first setting, an elevated | faly Int itform and summer house bullt on} fa tree, It was not an) atter to recognize Mrs when curtain went up, not only} because of her stage surroundings, but} for the purely personal reason that her | dead-white “make-up,” intensified by a de look much o ight, jer) Ing than was necessary. Her costume was to shane the noonday fun, but the first act was well along before her work brought a touch of color to her cheeks. Reclining on a couch she gave herself up to poetical ecstactes that were ulful, One @ Il and languor- funny without being # 1 Campbell making this 1 in London. and analytic power nother, More than on to come off her leafy perch. none the less. She showed us the funny he verses sre poured into Bill's ear she foved in, and n he bid tn where he learned She tn turn was nd, who s hus Uked and a ‘Uke lady erself that th Was no contrast, re idea of a husband and wife vilandering at every opportunity while pretending to pour oceans of devotion ‘upon each other gave the comedy @ fing eatirical flavor, and the genuinely witty Mnes were neatly turned. Bet with all {t# wit, grace and sparkle the ‘ay became monotonous in the second tot because of Its Inck of tneldent and 1 repetition of scery and situation, Lut It brightened up aunprisingly in the last act. Mrs. confession’ Fiske was at her best In the that was cut short when husband betrayed his peceadilio, hed in deepest biack and 87 hors that would enable Ch: \ play Hamlet, she cut an ama: inny figure, especially when sie tl self flat on her back at the fer e astounded Dean, The tragic n or in which she waved her black scarf, » wild protests and mad shrieks, all erved to make Mra. Fiske's last scene eughter wae Ernest Stallard, who gav who insisted that in spite of Lady Patricta's bitter comment, a conscious pose,” naturally wen: rather tedious love-chase but an tnnor Lealle Faber made the hushand mer Hall gave BU youthful spirits, but stowed nothing more than healthy en conspicuously good as Clare's father, ¢ Fitaroy played B4il' “Lady Patrica’ 19 chiefly Ficke’s unorring sense of humor, Betty V Advice t Subway Manners. “Dp, La writes: ‘Is it proper for a man reading a newapaper ta the subway to hold the paper eo that it brushes the face of the girl altting next te him?" N it'a ext y rude. "C.F." writes: "I teased @ girl until now she 18 so angry that @he won't @peak to me. I am sorry and want to make up. What enall I do?” Write her @ note of apology and prom. tae not to offend tn the future, my sweetheart's mother?’ — It wouki be @ pleasant and appropriate’ “8. K." writ A young man mato aire ioa, fe en watery ee meer SHRI pba NO a | nooning But her performar {9 thirteca “T sometim over mother with authority, interesting veen self, as she] ke's and 9 | admire her comedy © was a triumph o of Lady Patricla pthing mor ugh to make his head swit until she pursued sid, were en he bore up bravely Ernest Stallard as Baldwin. am. Second to her in pr ful sketch of the old gardener he was not “suspletous,”* 8 wonder whet fut his head, and he saw nothing in ent game of “hide an’ eek," Iya pale reflect! rm, Ww n Clare, ae eo truth ehtidren your an’ ® pot F Mis Maud ¢ Heney a. Bhelley tbert be ray he rather worldly 1 and Mias !amily but no varlety in throwing @ Ught on Mr. incent’s o Lovers an engagement with me, and then T found J could t him at the time akreed, LI have p n ne © Ho can IT induce him to renew atten. tlons?"" If you ave written an apology for your failure to keep eoenkoagement Taust walt until phe nan makes another one. "G. Y." writes: “As IT am fn the tea and matting business would it be proper to give some tea and fancy matting to scing | Stephenson was tn- ” as) t Moatdlks J r a | WELL EVERY THinG] =f Ye5.tauT wird PRICES THE WAY Lomees x ONE G CANT Coon “rie. / [WAX ONE WOULD). 4 LIKE To. INTHE WooDS AN’ C eC Ca THINGS ARE ALL RIGHT, WE OUGHT To TSE GLAD. WE AINT GOTTA GO OUT| © By C. M. Payne As They Looked a Quarter Century Ago Old-Time Photographs of Stage Celebrities Copyright, 1912, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York World). Sadie Martinot—Marie Jansen. Ww TY-FIVE years ago Sadie Martinot, who had been singing in Lon- Martinot and Mar! Jansen ;don, was brought back, with trunkloads were the rival toasts of thesof new gowna., But when a stage man- Jeunesse doré of New York cer undertook to ¢ell her how the part so when they came {nto direct | should be played she threw over her role rivalry for the right to “create” a sen-|in a huff. Marie Jansen wae engaged |i sational new role a ively Interest fol-|her place and made @ notable success lowed them, Something of their chic] After that Miss Jansen became Francie and popularity may be suge by a | Wilson's leading assoolate in “Erminte forgotten little fact and @ forgotten Nttle | ‘The Merry Monarch” and such pieces; song. When, in 18%, the operetta of! throughout which period she retained “Nanon" was drawing all the town to|her populartty. But when she under « the Casino to see Miss Martinot in the|t» “start her luck seemed to desert her title role, she suddenly withdrew from | After an effort in vaudeville she gave the cast, remained for atime in “mys-jup; and, about a dozen years ago, she terious hiding,” and then, at just the {was last heard of through bankruptey right time tina In Uroadway eatre, Much Sadgy at the appeared in German, as Bet- La Mascotte," thus luring bucks down to Amberg's Ings, when !t was revealed that her assets were $75 worth of clothing and her occupation that of seamstress, at Winthrop Beach, Mass. Miss Martinot held on to favor much longer, though for three or four years she has mat appeared in public. was expected of tho operetta which was due to be revealed Casino on May M, 189, 8 Hedgeville Editor By John L. Hobble O settle an old head says that knee, down; and the foot, up. seul ion, lex KE by TheePress Publishing Co. York World), Prof. Pin- ev Limb is from the the from REYNOLDS says that the rent we save by moving ts not worth the ENRY KIRK died last wes oy ECK HENDERSON says 1 man abuses his wife ke| wear and tear on the furniture, ok from an rdose of the rest cure. that when he ought to be punished instead of rewarded with a divorce. HEN you marry the there fg some satisfactto: ing that the girl married man. LD FORK says that Henry n never be elected to because his entire amount to more than $10,000, E*= REYNOLDS says thal hypocrite’ is seldom because few of us have th be so personal, Schooldays # Influence does Why Roosevelt Said: “My Hat Is in the Ring” Copyright, 1912, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York World), HE derivation of Theodore Roosevelt's now famous phrase “My hat ei Js In the ring,” has puzzled many people. who was in Ashland, In the Kentucky mountains, when Mr. Roosevelt made a speech there in 1900, has what he believes is the answer. After the speaking, when Mr. Roosevelt was leav- ing the grove where the crowd had’ gathered to hear him, his way was blocked by a raw-boned, six-foot youth who had obviously been partaking freely of the wine of the country. This fellow scratched a circle fn the dirt with his toe, took off ii!s tattered coonskin cap and dropped it inside the clr “ru kilt ny who picka wp that hat,” he sald. And he prodicod a big blue-steel revolver. ‘Thero was an immediate scattering of the crowd. A man {KILL ANY Bopy wrong ar HD Picks Un From a eafe distance everybody watched the the wrons| mountaineer swaying about his hut and brandishing his revolver. Then the Shorlff walked out to him and Jafd his hand on his shoulder rune {ad sald: ie eee | “Pete, there's only one man in this county dares pick up that hat.” not| “Show me him!" demanded Pote. t the word mentioned, egotism to “Yourself,” said the Sheriff, with a flattering smile. the hat and a minute later was in handcuffs. Mr, Roosevelt was much impressed. “But,” sald the man who told the story, “I have no great expectation that Sheriff Taft can work any such diplomacy on ‘1. R.” Pete picked up Find «‘Patches’’ and Follow the String! GO ON FATTY 4 go ont You , IPPOPOTAMYS® | ‘You WWMAH BALLOON. LF You Use, MLL “Tren You tt yim You SARA! Come OW eeweon entty Gave, Tue Pie EATIN§ Giant J.FibLitin Wiuounrvoss, Flets LLD.RDa., ok chine + Twe Human BRANE MAC um AR RAS Te EAT A OO Wee Losen WA Sen Ole = The Day's Good Stories Biggest Cowboy Story Since “The Virginian” By Caroline Lockhart JB Lippineott Company.) pIING CHAITE laffe like that at me again I aime to break his head. ‘Horrtbiest’ t# a gu- Derlative ‘adjective describin’ Tubbe's mug. ‘To Smith's chagrin and Tubbe’e & Ueht, Dora explained that “horrible wae n word which eoukd-not be teed ‘1 conjunction with “pretty,” and that te SYNOPSTS OF PRPE Anth are an eccentrls ithe scientist uide, Tabb ecninet tom te tat Auperiative was net “horribiest.”* Pt ee ae toe’ White Antelope an’ in: | a eeaen, buried Ais head in dis ands No ‘ved ‘there. Henith, om Let way despondently. Vauch, hee tgurdered White Antvione “It | was where I could, 1'@ get iis" bode "the. “Nsron ere dvann nothing. Mamth Calle hopelasly i Wut he tees to ide like feel e take he agian * nothing to feel so badly about. Dora comfortingly. "Let back to preporttfons, Can you define s preposition? rewed up his face an wins prom Smith roped for words, but before he foun: them Tubbs broke tn A preposition is what a feller ha« to sel! that nobody wan he plained glibly. ‘They’ copper pi poritions, silver-lead preposttions, ent onct 1 had a oil preposition up in the Swift Current country.” Tntervamen, "Snth ae contites. to Mearth white moma at for Tay court to, Dora. bit makes ® ied Talaton ie sent Smith reached inside hin coat ant ier, Fr pulled out the carved, ivory-hand! CHAPTER VII. | #ix-shooter which he wore in a holste: (Conttaued.) under his arm. He laid ft on the tabi. bentd ‘Tubbs, “Feller,” he said, “I hates to mek» a gun-play before tie Schoolmarm, bu: if you Jump into this here game again his gramm and looked « Cupid “Wings” a Deputy Sheriff. q HILE Ralaton was riding over the lonely road in the moon-| 1 aims to try a chunk of lead on you. Genuine Courtesy. ight Dora wan arranging the rnin’ ud make mr KING nadie to find « seat on the over dining-room table for her it does you,” declared mona wale, 5 large women wont tote the night achool, which had been atily, “I hopes I never tel in hie news. |!" BeARION Reveral evenings, Smith was T ae 7ou'd be we Not HERE che no Melican w haut, teen two litt enough to Ko maken a here act naughty when he see oh aehool 1, too," Tam’ —_ That K replied the other, iver horace to think ot 1 gi " Good Cause. HE following convernation was overhoant be wirle who were not yet olf) ind. sald she, niet (-<itke ) & By Dwig the men tn here ‘ve answered, politely se keeper, 4 was to see a pair of cmisers walkin’ down the siroet yithe alobe Tubbs slammed the door behind him ax he went to reek more amiable com- pany in the bunk house, Save for the Indian woman, Smith and Dora were now practically alon for Ling had gone to bed Bus: oblivious to everything exeept inith continued to atruggl+ prepositions, adjectives and ad- but he found it dificult to eo centrate his thoughte on them wit! ‘a so close beside him. He knew t his slightest glance, every expres sion which crossed his face, waa eb- rerved by the Indian woman, and a though he did his utmost not te be- tray his feelings, he «aw the Jealous resentinent rising with She read ariwht the light in his eyes besides, her Intultion® were greater than his powers of concealment. When she could no longer endure the sight of Smith and the Sehoolmarm sitting site by side she laid dowa her werk and slipped out into the etar-lit might, closing the door softly behind her. Smith's judgment told him that @ shoukt end the lesson aad go efter ber, studying gran learning Dora h in need, whit pound fractions. Tubbs, with his chatr tilted against the wall, looked on with a tolerant Jamie. In the kitchen, paring a huge of potatoes for breakfast, Ling Itstened with #uch an intensity of in- terest to what was being waid that hia vara seemed fatrty to aniver, Fro: bench in the living-room, t Inet woman braided rags and darted Jealous glances at teacher pupil Mintth, his hair looking Uke @ bunch | of tumble-weed in a high wind, hung over & book with a look of genuine misery upon his face, “IT didn't have any mar, of which branch of @ decided he usie ge was fractions with notion taere was ch in the world 1 didn't know,’ burst out, "LE thought when I learnt that If you aprinkle your saddles blanket you can hold the biggest ateer that rung, without your saddle alippin’, Vd Jearnt about all they was worth knowin'” Its tedious, Dora admitted, “Tedious?” 4 Smith tn loua|but the apell of love wee upon tim. pathos Say, T can tle a joverwhedming him, holding him fant in delicious thraldom. He had net th fancy knot in a ®ridie-rein that be strength of will Just then to dreets Dora had been reading ‘Mlewathe' aloud each evening to Sude, Tubbs and Smith, @o when she Analy closed the grammar she esked if he would arn me tf T can wee the difference tween an adjective and one of here adverbs! Once I thought 1 knowe wome! e—me, Smith ut ay, IF don't phe like to hear more of the Gnéten etery. Know enough to make a mark in the U®, (0 ene more OF Necks wed’ ¥ yeenit. pe canlag, Ree eee and eritting Rie, teeths |” Dora nad renches the story of “The ; amine.” She knew the refraia b; T have had, you have had, he bas) curt, and the wall of el@ Nekem!s was in her voice as ahe repeated trem emory ~ “Wahonowin! Wahonowiat Would that I had perished ¢or youl Would that I were dead as you are! Wahonowin! Wahonowtat ‘Then they buried Minnehaha; In the snow a grave they made her, In the forest deep and darksome, ‘nderneath the moaning hemlocks; ied her in her richest garments, pel her in her robes of ermin: ‘overed her with buried Minnehahi f you would have had about ax) rinks 1 think you could git that,’ ob- rvad = Tubbe judicially ‘atching th's mental suffering with keen in- “Don't be Atscouraged,” sald Dora cheerfully, seating herself beaite ‘him. wet'a take @ little review. Do you re-| ember what I told you avout thie?” She pointed to the letter a marked! with the long sound, | Smith ran both nde thro nh his) hatr, while a wild, pante-stricken took | “ame upon his face, “Dog-kone me! 1 know tt's a I plumb forget how you called tt Tubbs unhooked ‘hia toes from the chair lege and walked around to look over Sn # shoulder. “Smith you got @ great forgitter,” he said parcasti Why don't you use . but | So they The pathos of the lines never fadled to touch Dora anew. Her voice brok ond, pausing to recover herself, she ed at Smith. There were ry it your head eo? That there {9 @ Har in his eyes. The brutal chin was quiv- A. You ought to ha that. The/ering like that of a tender-hearted Bar A atock run all o% the Judith hale, Basin.” ~The man that wrote that was a4 Don’t you retnember I told you that] conte,” he said husktly, “It hurts me whenever you saw that mark over ein my neck." He rubbed the Hetter you should give tt the long # ontracted muscles of his throat, "It explained Dor ‘feel like that, girl, tf you should die.” | “Like the a He repeated softly, and choked: | “Tike the a ‘All my heart is buried with you, Imari. All my thoughts go onward with you “Op ‘wake’ or ‘skate’ or ‘break,’ sald impression whieh the poem mad Smith hopefully n Smith was deep. ac Fine declared the hoolmarm, t surprise to him also, ough’ I knowed that much myself,” sald {t expressed, tie senmations tt described Tubbs envious! he had belleved were entirely original If you'll pardon nie, Mr. Tubbs,” sald) with pimaelf, He had not conceived it Dora in some irritation, ‘there ‘# no possible that any one clae could feel such word as ‘knowed’ toward 4 woman as he felt toward Dori | Ww. don't you talk grammatical, | ‘Therefore, when the poet put many o Tubos?' Smith demanded with alacrity. ji heart-throbs into words they startled I talk what I knows, fald Tubbs.) him as though, somehow, his own he going back to hie o were photographe@ and held up to view Have you eta own y Susle had Anished her lesson and, about adje cramped from sitting, was walking Adjse ois words erioin' thing#, | about the living room to reat herself, y's two Kinds, comparative and eu- tis conversation was taking perlative,” Bmith replied promptly. He pla Her glance fell upon a gaudy added Adjectives kind stuck In my vase on a shelf, id some thought came craw to r which made hh mines Can you give me example Dora ously. She emptied ghe contents of the felt encouraged vase into the palm of hes hand and, “You got a horrible pretty hand," | closing the other over it, tlptoed into Amith replied, | without hesitation, | the dining room and steod behind Smith Ld os retty’ adjective deseutnan’ Dora an ie, engrosa in conversa- your ee id i }ylon, pald no attention to her, She put Dora buret out laughing, and Tubbs, er cupped palms close *o Gmith's exe acy knowing why, joined tn heart. ang | nes \s them vigorously, shouted fy. “Snake Tubbs,” continued Smith, glaring at| The result was such as Guste had not antielpated, (To'Be Continued) ‘that peraon, “has got the horrtb! mug I ever seen, and tf he opene tt and |

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