The evening world. Newspaper, March 11, 1912, Page 15

LOR RTT : pi a tah ruankasihisl och emaiieeia aimee The Everin erviews With Cupid art-to-liear: Jalhks With the Gea of Love on Subjects of Inaividual Interest, By Barbara Blair ight, I 6.—Was It Cupid? A “LER Cupid had gone Ralph Gor- don and 1 looked at each other blankly, For the first ume TI noticed what @ good look- ing, what a very good looking, man ho was, Not pers haps good looking in the usual ac- ceptation of that much abused term, face held too much else to be land merely good looking. Power ect and a perhaps too domi. in, well as the stress and ff < purposeful life, had marked Mines too rugged and irregular ity’s laws. res looked at you searchingly, hin~ for the truth, and the ‘wes the sort of,a mouth out of Ne—a malicious, harmful lNe— t come. It was a face who: fou felt, whose promises you and whgse riddle you wanted A grave face, yet radiated by Nght of a fun-loving, prank- wpirit, held tn leash and not «lay, jes It mean?’ I gasped. knew,” he shrugged holp- The little beggar has made me @alls of late, when he talked the wame atrain that he did to- Do you believe it"1S Cupid? searvhed mine quizzically, may one know? It is so dim- netimes to be sure,” I smiled. are ways, however, by which be sure. Each moment I ore and more inclined to be- wae Cupid who called.” heer Up, Cuthbert!” What's the Use of Being Blue? There Is a Lot of Luck Lett. By Clarence L. Cullen. \ } \Conyright, 1908, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York World), D tral is Endless when we're) Before the Show Begine—but he Sees ly Groping! The Trouble with “Perhaps,” “Maybe,” “Some Day" and “I Guess,” te that they have no Terminal Faotlt- teal The Right Kind of Resolution has no Revecetng Gear! abo is a-Bkeeart of Ghad- knows who hes ‘‘Sicked" @ind the Bad Spots of our 0 much as we do Folke Know- them! take ever yet wae Exptated over 4t! that Looks Rosy through of @ Glass ie @ Dull, Dred you Reach It! h who Never Found a @ Hairpin in his Life oan al- 4 an Excuse for a Fall Down! it Set use Back @ Five-6pot ly-Worn Gu of Clothes to wth @ Man we Know who Good Fellow When He how Resolutely we'll Stick atole with Everybody but our nt Incumbent, not a Pro- ‘we Knew a Men who was s0 that he Gubmitted Sealed to Himeelf—but he was Found if you Must—but never t-You-to-It Bill . by The U'reu Publishing Cu, (The New York World), His amile gave a deeper meaning to his {dle words. Men are so personal, “After @ few lectures, however, from the Soctety of Payohical Reasearch,” he continued, “a real flesh-and-blood Cupid {s @ smal matter, This 1 know to be a fact, @ fact as amazing as the identity he claims, pon the occasion of his last visit to me I watched him when he left from my library window. exw him on the roof of the next house Jump Into an aeroplane, which rested in the ull glare cf the electric lights, A moment I saw his yellow head and golden Wings at the wheel; the next the car shot into the alr with Ineredivie velocity and was at once lost in the clouds, Are you 4, nd he leaned to mo earnestly, “that he came?’ I did not at once answer. I was puzzled by a peculiar sensation in the region of my heart. It felt much as if a small frightened bird had become entangled in {ts heart throbs, and tn) Its efforts to escape was fluttering wild- ly. I have felt similar sensations before, a they were never followed by any results, I decided there was no for alarm, “I havé no particular cause for giad- ness. The roj told me plainly he had no ‘Intentions’ so far as I was con- cerned. He sald, after we had finished these interviews, ho wanted me to be his secretary and help him with love affairs. I euppose,”” must do as he asks “I think that’s a shame.” Mr. Gor don's tone was warm with indignation. “Tam going to have @ talk with him about that. How does he expest you to sive him efficient assistance in the game of love unless through praatical experi- ence you keep yourself informed of its principal moves and its many delicate pointe of strategy and finesso?” (To Be Continued.) the First Act! ‘The Troudle about that Getting Run-for-your-Money Thing ts that it jan’t a Negotiable Asect! . Fighting with your Back to the Wall hee ite Pointe—but we Prefer our Rough Gtuff in the Open! ‘The Race te Never Won ¢ill the Wire is Reached—but we Like that one in Front that’s Going Hasy! If your Dawg that they won't stop Etckin’ Aroun’ hasn't any Teeth, Show 'Em your own? Don’t Flinch when the Firing Party bilndtolde your Eyes—thetr Guns may be Loaded with Blanks! Whenever we Hear a Young Feller chatter about “Preserving his Indepen- denoe and Individuality,” we Have a Hunch that he’a Recently been Fired from a Job! ‘The Boaster te ever Too Blind to See the Covert Smile! We're Ahways Ready.to Get a Little | Bet Down on the Chap who Remedies } hte Faults without ever Saying a| Word about them! The Bets we've Ovelooked don't Worry Half s0 Much as Some of those wo've Made! It's Fine Medicine to have “Great Ex- Pectattons'"'—so Lonk as you Keep Right On Getting to tho Offco or Store at the Usual Time in the Mornin, The Hark-Back Hurts, but the Look- Forward Lutis! We'd as soon have 'em Send us up for Arson as to hear 'em refer to us as “A Good Fellow, but Irre- sponsible!” Balzac Sertbbled Garret for Ten Read IHim—but they'll be Reading Him gets there!templates the Ruins of St. Paul's! when Macauley's New Zealander Con- The Day’s Cood Stories Rehearsin: Tea that said the fond mother, him. for he's baptized Ladies’ Home me, 1 should ial lai alking on Water. cher was urging his*aalloy audience he was pointing out to them the tows against drinking when @ ghell- thnk | back rose unsteadily, bd * sald the shell-back, ‘I don't—hic tres, water water, rm) Can yo) My friend, better on water t nelgliboring farmer's boy to bring her @ onan end @ ronating culcken wh eetablee tee romt day, eleven cage, | io wil send over the other egg after | “But what about the chicken?" Mra, Jobraon | asked That doce not, aeom to be here, either,” ‘end that, t00,"" wae the newer, Tinie’ Mrs, Johneon, "I wait to ehfcken for with Liuner, Why didn’t jou this tine?" | OOS WAN ANN \ “My ester married a spiritualist!” “Indeed! “Oh, medium!” How are they getting along?” azi Ae, As They Looked a Quarter Century Ago . Old-Time Photographs of Stage Celebrities When She Wants to “‘Reform"’ Him, |" OW far should @ girl attempt to “reform” the young | Copyright, 1012, by The Press Publishing Co, (‘The New York World) Minnie Palmer— WPNTY-FIVE Minnie Palmer and Estelle Clayton were enjoying th hetght of the popular fave acconied to them | They were firmly established as prett pleasing stars, whose advent was vaya welcome, In 1885 each was prom- Inent enough to have been accorded ‘time at no fess desirable @ theatre of the day than the Union Square, On Feb. 6, 1885, Mise Clayton began an en sagement in “Fayette, the Story of a Walf,"" which she had written for her- self, and in which E, H, Sothern, then @ novice, appeared with euch recog: nized pluyers as Frederick de Belle- Ville, 14a Mulle, “Aunt Loulsa" El- ridge, William David. a, and Thomas Q. Seabrooke. Presumably the "Walt" play was not much Uked, for on Feb. 37 it gave Place to tho already popular ‘My Sweetheart," in which Minnie Palmer starred for many, many years in Eng: land and America and in which ou photograph shows her. Even this “ turn engagenent” justified @ run years ag of Estelle Clayton. 1 om It ts in passing that 4t rance In Americ * Cook, stepfather to on (Mrs, August Belmont), ined to make @ name for him- sun, Palmes, who trtroduced the Mito otta-Minnte Maddern echoo! of musical and esntimental play to England, acted latterly more and on that side of the Atlantic, though in the last few yearl ehe has peared here as a “specialist” between of motion picture shows, Miss Clayton usually wrote her own plays. “A Sad Coquette,” in which he acted at the Union Bquere itn 189, Is mentionabdle because Lote Fuller, Wul- fam Faversham and the late Lorimer ‘toddard, gon of the poet Richard Henry Stoddard, were novices tn @ com- pany headed by Miss Clayton and Bben Plympton, as is “The Quick or the Dead" (Mfth Avenue Theatre, Oot, 1, 188%), because the novel, by Amelie Rives |(Princess Troubetzkoy), was the eense- tion of the hour, MW esting to nt about of the more fii man of her acquaintance? | It'@ rather @ diMoult question, but there ts one} expect of {t which oan be answered tmmodiately, Any rl te exceedingly foolish to marry a man who dose not meet her etandarie of conduct, on the plea from him that ho will reform after marriage, When @ man asks @ @& @ @e his wife, she fs perfootiy fled in conditioning av consent upon hia renunciation certain tiabitw objectionable to her, And if the man ly oaree he witl meet her wishes, But I am rather eception! wbout the good acoomplished by Promisquous preachments from any young woman to hor m: jouline acquaintances, hi the alternative of eolining thelr company, but uniews she le vory Penna them it really {en't her affair to @ive them moral leotifres. An Old Love. "2. M." writes; “am In love with @ man with whom 1 had a ohfidish qui rel some years ago, Another man has been paying me attention and my mother wants me to marry nim, What shal) E dow" Jt were you I'4 write a iittie note of friendly apeiegy to the firm man, Then he will very Nuely meet you half way, 'M, R." writes; "I am in fovea with a fran of thirty, but 1s only making 21a & week, Oughin's he to secure a position where he can earn more thon that before wo marry?" You, since you jive in New York, "D, ©." weltes: "What is the ot tte for a gentleman who haa ted an invitation leap-year t For once he plays a passive game and wits back and lets things happen to him, | 2." writen: ‘I recently met a young Man and he arranged to call on ne On & Certain day, Hut he didn't come, Shall I write to him? You do not know him well anough, and tt la hie place to send you exounes, , D." writes: “Phe irl I wish to marry insists that the word ‘obey’ be | stricken out of hor share of the # | vice and added to mine, Do you think |1 should agroe to thiat” | 1 augment that you both euro to jomit the debatable wort, | MA, ©." writes: Twn young men | have heen regularly calling on a friend ton and myself, We met the other evening the street, and @m they did not mpens we did net, Wheee place was we The lady should always bow firat to the gentleman, to show whether ehe Wishes to recognize Irtm. “HL R." writes: "A young man h heen paying me attention for a but he has left the city and not hem from him Do you think @o eares for Tt may ‘out of out of |mind," or he may emly be @ bad oor- reapondent, be ‘'M, 0." writes; ‘My marriage has |boen happy anti recently, wince I have been obliged to live with my husband’ |mothar, Piease adyiso me what to do." Het up a home of your own again aa foon an pousible, "H, V." writes; “If I were te go to |e party without the young man who |hae bean my regular escort, would that |he a atlent way of telling fim J em |tired of himt" Ho might take the filnt, but tt would be better tq have @ iiitie frank cen- Vevestion with him, ERE OME LS (Copyright, 1911, ty Outhig Pubtiahiag Os.) — rae a or) CHAPTER XIV. (Ouneinusd.) | The Slayer of Mastodons. LUMP rose tn Ralston’s throat, end, taking her brown little Dawe in both his, he eaid: “To the limit, Busle—to the end of the road." ar “And ariner’s in on it, too, if he wants 10 ber eho declared loyally, alip- ping her arm through MoArthur’s, |" “To be eure," Ralston seconded cor- | diay, ‘It wit de an adventure for | your diary.” He added, laying hie hand upon MeArthut's ahoulder: “1 am more than sorry about the mistake this morn- Wil you forgive Bear | | | ‘no person ever had put his hand upon | hia shoulder and cailed him “old man. |The quick ‘teara flied his eyes, ana « | wiow,. tingling in ite warmth, rushed over him, The etmplé, manly t made him Rajeton's slave for life, but ‘he ans ered In his quiet vo athe mistake wae natural, my dear tr." ; wTiganith wilt be! wetiin’ réations,”” Suste suggested, “for bis breakfast must have heen pretty elim. We'd better be seen, TH take straight across the hilta Ina bee-line, and the rest of you keep mein aight, but follow the draw When I drop Into the canyon, you enc! yourselvyis until T come up and swing thy hat, Til:do my. beat to separate Smith from his gun, but {ff cart TM r yor he algn to Sum! (MP hait arm myself with a pistol, and, If the occanton demands, T shall not heaftate to use It.” aald Mearthur, clot ips with «reat Armn ink ar Gniot was given a fife, and then about for ce: ridges, When they were saddled, ‘each rode in @ different Wirection, to meet again when out of alght of the ranch With varied emotions thay soon were following Susic's lead, and it was no easy task ¢o Keep the flying figure in it repiring, ohok- ing his sada th, wondered if any person of his acquaintance ever had participated in such @ reckless ride, ‘The instructor in Dead Lan- guages, it in true, frequently had thrilled fits colleagues with his recital of a night spent in a sapling, owing to the progimity of a she-bear, and Mo- Arthur always had anttaly covied fim e adventure, but now, he felt, Hivea to tell the tale, he had no further f nvy. oe tear Chit tA eyes were gleaming with the fi days, while the faded overalls and fianne) shirt of ciytiization seemed to take on a look of Ri no thought of weakentn: no feeling of elation; though, anke of hia own #elfrespect, 4 to know that hie susptoions th were not inspired by Jealousy. Now that the opportunity he had hoped and waited his strongest feeling wa » ld expose of Bmith, [ie peggy way were the natures of the two men more strongly contrasted than In this, When Smith flamed with {Jealousy he wanted to hurt Dora and and when he had the ad- | vant oved the hot tron dome. Ralston could be just, generots a ‘and, though he betieved she hed. an- | reservedly given her preference to Smith, he ettll yearned Af ro her, tor re her pain and humfiitation, | "Suse finally disappeared, and when! lehe did not come in sight again they knew ohe had reached the rendezvous, they tled their horses tn , and crawled to the top, hey could watch for her signal. 1 give him plenty of time, aald Ralston, He had barely finished speak- ing when they sw Suste at the top of the canyon wall waving her hat. “Something's gone wrong,” sald Ral- ston quickly. | With rifles ready for action, the three of them ran toward Bu Ralston and Hear Chief reached her together. Without a word she pointed Into the empty canyon, where a dying camp-fire told the story, Smith nad deen gone for hours. CHAPTER XV. Where a Man Getsa Thirst. MILE the four stood. staring blankly at the trample earth and the thin thread of noke rieing from a smould- ering atick on @ bed of ashen. Smith, miles away, was watching the skyline in the direction trom which the New 6 spring and summer fabrica are con ntly appearing In increase’ numbers the dress materiain on ‘hand must make way for them, and tn tonsequence reduced prices are pow n everywhere, The woman who keeps tn touch with fashion will profit by thie and select a pattern that will make up tniq a emart ® @pring the, ‘a gown, Bho |, Bnewe thet all rough weaves wil! be fashionable in the frit and that eheviors, | forges and whipoonda wil! be peputar, As to oolore, ahe frels quite’ safe in aclecting a blue, brewn, red, ‘green or dare or and ghe may even Indulge {9 another purple costume atong the linea of the deep javendera and the ricoh violets, Velling materiale stl} e@antinye tn vogue and, many of the new evening fabring are combined with beade and eryaals, A white beaded chiffen with die ~ Biogest_ Cowboy Story, Stace = The Virginian” By Caroline Lockhart coffees frome tin can. hed aft 1 ain't tn shape to mak cide. I've got @oft layin’ fanch.” He stretched his stift muse @nd made a wry face. Phen he emélet. 49 “I'd Mke to eo that brat's fave when she comes with my grub this mornin’. Wy looked off asin to the skyling, kotched her eyein’ ine once or twice * {na way that didn't look goud to mej ani odait I had that notorious strong feelin’ take holt of me that eho wagn't om the (3 adé equare, I'd better be sure nor sorry— that's no josh. I takes no Chances, mie ° 470 —simith; Tuips my band to no pettiogat.? 4 He noted with retlef that the wind bs rising. Ho was giad, for tt would e1 every print and make tracking {mponatbte. Mo had kept to the redie, vid TOR the unshod hore evidence, even #0, aye a vhance of tell-tale prints: :* can take tt easy after. I gee to water,” he told himself! “Tie Water | act business ts he looked uneagily at tho atreten desolation ahead 6f * - him—"but unless the Injuns ied, Megs \vi+ od! rome. hope the boys are te home," Revs! oe) went on, “for if th ‘o It won't Ua tong’ toowrk these Prange oveb, (musiee ray at the } woe say to t dude at th aa v a “Beller, 1" say, ‘me and ite Shiels) inode harm are goin’ to housekeepin’ a White ov fast hang on io' tebe at: niroe i Smith grinned apprectatively @t 4-1 the pleture. “His eyes will atick out till you senda in’! un® snare ‘em with a log-chatn, for I t, : q Known ‘as a marryin’ man? ite Base! <ntdee || sobered, "ve got to get ta werk | A wad—she shot hat in nd she's right. T couldn't eek no woman like her to hang out her own wash inytrent of a two- Got torget’ tte dinero, and man Smith, Ike you and me, I'm nowtse particular how I gets It)'se tong s she don't know: I'l take any chance, me—Smith, And dead en eyes hasn't got the habit of totter ot me around tn the dark, lke some I'ver, > knowed, She'd think I was a horrible feller if—but shucks! What's! done's one.” ‘ He lifted his arms and stretched ther “i and his voice vi; a o I a: love you, girl! I love you, and 1 *i{qcrog” ‘couldn't hurt you no more nor a baby dd Yo Before he cotled the picket-ropes anit) ‘ld started the horses moving, he sot dow: ad on his kn and took a ber water from a lukewarm pool, He t ft upon the ground fn daruet, ' “That's worse nor pizc:." he dectarea 6) 3am with a grimace, “You bet 1'¥e wot to 4 Liosgg mrik water to-day somehow, The hort won't hardly touch this, and . they're all t be $ {t. ‘There ought to be wal atl tn some of them guiches, asema-like” - ted” he looked anxiously at. the expanse, atretching interminably to the northeast, ume —“and I'll have to haze ‘em along’ until « we hit | His tired horse seemed to sak beneath . hip Avelaht a he Innded heaytly.ta the 1 1 rqsem- “Ny blance to the wpirited antmals that @ueld |had driven from the reservagion. It Wan now fo effort to keep up with, of him like a herd of sheep. He wen- , ° dered what eacther day, perhape tie. >) Ls days mare, of constant, travel , . Got BAY rites nad ao: Woke eHea ap EOD. ‘There wae mot now the fear ef. to urge him forwabd, iting gehust Ry: Teaching water was an erent ieie incentive to haste., pn Smith travelled until late in the after- ‘noon without an audible eompt at’ the intense discomforts of the day, He found na water, and he ete amly handful of sugar he rode. He jour. neged constantly toward the nerthenst, in whieh’ direction, he thought, a Ito the ranch which waa his deat At each intervening gul: that it might contain wat ho was disappointed Kal! dust and the heat fun, which was unua time of r, his lips were cracked gag h throat dry. Ain't this 't tered fretfully. this horse nor @ cow. grud, but water! Oh, Lord! & lap up a gallo The slight motton of hts lips them bleeding, He wiped the away on ot his head end continupd “This ts @ regular stretch of Lands, If them blamed Inj nave packed Med I could enough, They don’t egem to be ae end: forty f to to It, and I must have com You're tn for tt, Smith, It be worse before it's better, If T eoule only tay tn @ oriok—roll tn tt face in tt—oak my clothes im itt fm ary" the ba (To Be Continued.) Just a Glimpse Into York Shops & conventional border In rape; te rery pretty and Ite clinging qualities make 1 especially adaptable to the new @rapery effects, Tt tm $2F0 A yard, A marquigette * with black embroidered dots te effestiye and can bo had in the prevailing eslers at the game price, ‘ . ‘The floral garpitures made up ef agin, ridbon are now being largely vere i the popular jadota, A. alii rose Dw Qemiant bude ean be had at The Quaker bag ts a new offering of ‘qc Mops, It le modelled after the bag ear et vd pes * tied by Yna Cintre in “Phe Qualeer “6 Girl,” and can be-bed in various eptenp. |) MY One tn biack bengaling stile Qetmened we, with fringe is $3, ° Those {1 wiilie Jace over atl, with “drop byll fringe, are beautifal one in coral satin, epestalds to WILD Dpe BG Net Aad edged WAR geld plow fringe, can be had.at 675, fa ae y the aings ove af metal, oe ethene they a aa bats \ rw Greet ont