The evening world. Newspaper, March 19, 1912, Page 17

Magazine. Tuesday March 19, 1912 MO OR ate) CB C._M. Payne the Evenin “S’Matter, Pop?’ World Wail Vincent's Advice tat Firat Sight.” pe 3 love at trom ] sight a posal! phenomenon?! It seems to that this ‘question can be answered with an unheattapg ing negative. teal love, the of love on whieh marriage should te based, le some- thing more than mere physical traction. T do that that attract! ry briot acq nem, even, pe ape, after a all glance, but I maintain that the feeling is not love Friendship, tenderness, trust, 2. | pathy are just a few of the many ments which make up that part! complex emotion. And no one of t! qualities ls of momentary rowel? Months and years are required tor thefi development fi Love at first sight is @ pleasing eat! cuse for many « story by Mr. R. W. Chambers. In real Iife the euperati Fe It often les at the bottom of “Czar Paul I,” Drags Orleneff BY CHARLES DARNTON. VEN in these days of front-paged outlaws when the reading public might easily mistake @ noose for @ spring necktie, {t is something of a shook to Go to a play and see a man dragged up @ flight of steps by @ rope fastened about his neck. ‘This ia what happened at the Garrick Theatre last night. It didn’t hanpen until nearly midnight because five rather long acts, with unusually long watts, compelled “Czar Paul I." to keep Icte hours. This view, however, would probably not be shared in St. Petersburg, where a five-act play serves very nicely as a curtain-raiser, But Dimitri Mereshkovsky’s ‘historical drama, according to in- formation furnished by Paul Orleneff’s press agent, can scarcely be considered a popular hit In Russta. In fact, the press agent paved the way to the Garrick by announcing under his breath that Mr. Orleneff would be guarded by two detec- tives while braving the recently advertised dangers of Thirty-fifth street. As no one, however, called for vodka at the neighboring cafe between acts there seemed to be a complete absence of sples, except for a few critics, and as thelr knowledge of Russian was de- cldedly Hmited they were naturally con+ sidered harmless. Usualy the critical fraternity delights in looking wise, but the best it could do this time was to wear a curious look, tragis t vit Russian {s—perplexing, But as ths on audience wus two-thirds Russian, the Jealousy. actors were not merely on speaking terms with themselves. And for the benighted few the pro- gramme shed lght on the story of the play. Frojn the synopsis it appeared that Paul's mental qualifications to hold the “B. B.” writes: “It am engaged telat sirl of sixteen and 1 know that we for each other. But we are freq Jealous. Ought we to be ao? iw Probably you should walt until y are older before being engaged. job of Czar didn’t justify @ doubie- ort eahifiys a2 : roperly understnod, means trust, end leaded leader in the Court Circular. To ye wi Ww ¢ a ep | Jealousy has no part.in it. rad be absolutely frank, ne was #0 lacking 4 SAT ly hf 3 id r " — : ra - in the upper story that he didn't me! fs di OG : , SY, "C, Q." writes: “What would bert ure up to the throne. Moreover, as nuitadle present for a boy of alxtonge to give a girl of the same age for her birthdey Either a book, a box of candy or bouquet of flowers. czars go, his technique was bad. For example, he spat and stuck out his tongue. Little eccentricities of this sort ger on the nerves of the Military Gov- ernor, and go after four acts be worked Paul Orleneff as Czar Paul |. himself up to the point of pulling Paul PM Re gtr T am oventetins off the throne with a rope. e ® young man Sarah Berwhardt has died for us in more ways than we can count, but here TO HELEN. i | “ Q twenty-one, Am T too young to was the most striking, the most brutal death scene ever enacted on our humanely “I saw thee once—once only—yeare ago. ‘It was many and many a year ago, him? managed stage, Men sat on the edge of their chairs and women uttered horrified e e . e ‘ In a kingdom by the seca, Ie would be better to wait fe! Ree UR HOnS at Orenet os nite ~~ ee eft Rubel ed Fibs I caw thee half rectining, while the moon That o maid there lived whom you may know years, dragged up a filght of five steps, gasping and choking, Realism went further than Lee; = it has ever gone on the American stage. Fel on the upturned faces of the roses, ay By the Heme ef Annedet 1 “J, 4." writes: “1 paid attentions ® girl until I saw thet ahe was taki To make this brutal ending possible the bedchamber in which Paul was finally And on thine own, upturn'd—alas, in sorrow!” cer And this maid she lived with no other thought strangled stood at one side on a raised platform. Here his favorite, the Countes, Helen had an original in Mrs. 8. Helen Whitman. This beautiful woman was an {n- Than to love and be loved by me.” ,, | tiem too eerlously, Now, how can J rag pains pede ad wasted bina to lene: i the absence of the rather fat Czarina.|spiration to Poe. He was influenced by her wonderful eyes, of which he wrote: The maiden whom we “may know by the name of Annabel Lee” was, some think, cay Bin or eevee without making Se en the Military Governor and hie armed poste ‘burst in and easily overpowered “My duty to be served by their bright light © © © Two sweetly scintiNant deceased bride. Every line of the poem “Annabel Lee” is filled with evidence of how ? the two men on duty. This violent move suggested that the fixed post has it “3 Wa @ distinctly delicate position, siég Gleadvantages, ® sal! Venuses uncetinguished by the sun. a be thought of her and Hved in his thoughts of her, And the poem ie a beautiful expression of you'd better give up the girl altogether, Knowing what was coming off, Orleneff did not take off as many clothes as his undying love for his dead wife, 4 an inexperienced czar might do in pre-e ———————————-___________ a fea paring fora night's rest. But he took oft) enough to show he has grown very stout since Jast we saw him uptown | When first he played Oswald tn Ibsen's | Tabloid Tales Of Old New York ori np eet Biggest Cowboy Story Since “The Virginian” “ME —SMITH” i a By Caroline Lockhart (Copyright, 1911, by Outing Publishing Oo.) ) teetse, He asked in a startled voice: |(Hermosy there was a feller made @ bresh it off, and, ‘fore Gawd, he ups! The latter's mind acted quickly. She) her heavy step a@ she crossed the floor — BYNOPSIB OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. “How do you feel? Stake out'n a silver prospect, and he/and dies while the medicine shark is| knew that her errand to the bank had| of the Itving room, and he waited out-| » Klee of @ Harlem Widow. To.{e ranch of an Ioan squew (widow of g] “E fecl sad. My ‘heart drags down |takes it into his head to go back to | comin’ from the next town!” become known, Undoubtedly they had | side the door, 18 fe to! ot Sone keene, Somes Smith a bad mani” | to de ground, and it seem like de dark |(Nebrasky and hunt up his wife, that] His companion di@ not find Meeteetso'n | heen followed from town. Aa soon ax] "“Pralrys Flower!" the whiapered a» the story of @ rane Tails in love with Dore Marshall. a'schooi | hide somethin’, | he'd run off and left some time prev'ous, | reminiscence pecially interesting, por- could disentangle herself from] she stood before him, ; , & doctor's bil and {Histon & deputy sheaf! who ts secline| “What do you think it hides?” he As the date gits clost for him to leave |albly because he had heard it before, | Meetectne's convulsiv nvrace, she! She avoided hiv eves, and her fingers ise. ret poke une “Batateneret nage tale In love with | asked in a husky whisper, jhe got glummer and glummer, He'd|¢o at its conolusion she made no com-|tirew the floursack from her with alll tumbied nervously with the buckle of Before the lady became Susie, th id a crack a smile. Tho night befor ‘Dut continued to watch with anx-| her ads) "I don't know, but I have de toad | eke feelin’.” the stage wi comin’ to git him he wa: “I forgot to sleep with my feet | settin’ in he with a dirt roof, reared crossed last night,” sald Mecteetse, | back on the hind legs of ime chair, wi “and I dreamed horrible dreams all |! hands in hts pockets, rength, hoping it would drop out! her wide belt widow ‘ea the clouds and the road ahead. | 01 alght in tie wage-brush, It was! sould you get it?” & blooming ih ee = Now, 1 that ud team me Mecteniag [caught In mid-atr by & tall Agure at the] sMtost of Wt. case Boing one Ploter Rocletecn, Wa farted to say, in nowlse disconcerted | wagon nide. “Whe med with . by the unresponsiveness of his iistener—| “Thank you, madam," sald @ hollow] ine ign’ of svarieg oes Keane’ WI" la belek Mood years ago, wee a farmer long. Maybe they was warn-| ‘Boys,’ he saya, ‘T'l never git back | if that ua"— volee, “oat tht sy| She drew breash hard and constable on the aorth side of 1 con't think of anything much |¢ Genevieve, I feels it; I knows it; I'l!) “Throw up your hands!” ‘The curt was all done #o quickly and neatly famous between boroughs river, could happen to us thowgh,” he| det you any amount I'm goin’ to oash| command came out of the night with |thet Meetectse and the Indien woman it blood-red; the cords of | That Pleter moved to Maspeth, "Ly ton, having forgotten some of his in between here and Nebrasky. I've | the startling distinctness of 4 gun-shot. | Were eth! in the bottom of the wagon : Hed ae If he were atrain- |—as it ts now calleé—shortly before he his alarm for ‘its personal #een myself In my coffin four times | The horas were thrown buck on thelr! when two durk iigures clatterdd past |ing at a weight. She shrank from the| ged, does not hurt the story. Tf any e here horses ain't goin’ | hand-runnin’ when I was wide awake, haunohes by a figure et their head. and vanishing hoof-beats told them the rling fe ty of hia mouth, of his old Hartem neighbors have been —I wisht they would, fer| ‘Everybody had V goed mouths open to| Meeteetse not only threw up his hands y to town, 6 voice was not human. i horses, Suse confomes Ralston to the hiding ie stolen horses, is returns to the share of the money be telly her how he furtously for cheating her, aquaw to draw ten thousand dollars fc ank and give it to him. i © squaw drives to town to an ‘eet the money, , pea incarnated they may remember him. a itn of the ground us quit nie | Jet out @ holler but his feet, He threw them up ao high found hie feet,| 346 clenched this hugo fist and knocked |"*' ikea ee Oe ee Werain't no chemien wort mene | one of the bigs and 40 hard hat he lost his equilibetum, her down, Nor does ft matter that the ER XIX. tlonin’, and we aln't worth stealin, wo |ever see dropped down ont'n the dirt! and, as @ result, the ill-batanced seat 1o adjusted the seat. She was on the ground when Suste| dropped in from Connecticut. ‘Shis!, CHAPTER XIX. I don't hardly think your feelin’ means land atraw and lands on hie bald head | wont over, carrying with It Mestestse| | “Well sz!” {Lis pleked up the reins! came ont. nota <hepter tadn @iaaealar Ga y , 7 " ang tes * inl woma! uct veca. ( . | When the Clouds Played Wolf. aay Wie re More'n likely it'a | it hangs on and bites ‘fore anybody wal “Welt, sir! I know ‘em, Them'e tho} , Mother What is to the poime is that Mis. HE Indian woman was rest-|" «1¢ anybody ud come along and want| =~ Jess; she had been so from the} to mix with me—-say, do you see that} tlme they had lost sight of}fst? If ever I hit anybody the town, but her restlessness |Mst, they'll hive to have t f= had Increased ay the daylight I don't row oft fellere that held y -. ‘The woman blinked up at her, Pieter lost nothing of her tloomingne:® etn ww he Great North-» sirsip. f gettin’ too fat” ehe eaid, lin becoming a widew. Geeing which)t ‘The Indian woman ead not a word, |and struggled to her feet, | eos of |e, A0ctar who had felled to seve Her heart was @iled with despair. Wha! neWASTe, wi iar? Would Smith say, Was her thougnt, | detail, erred Ca Mpg yg Boras i ite tenes + one: lt i i vant. | ce an What would he do? She felt tntu-|citing inciden the night, what | °°, ” : ‘ e ¥ Ghosts” herein the days when Nesi-| raaea and night fell fosewoh, lordy! ford! 1 Jeet Teves and | Itlvely how great would be his @igap-|Would have happened !f only he could| “I will,” seid he in effect, “cancel my mova was his Regina—he was # “You're goin’ to bust this seat tn if] RV. f was Lomo on a vis nd | Nmportantio ter Willi Stand pointment. HL have laid hold of his gun. bitt for @ kiss, that he seemed fairly to waste away In) oy gone quit jammin’ around,” Mee-| Dician' on me, Bae Toure ond enor ne po ° | ng to Stand, ‘She Maybe they wouldn't ‘a’ split the| Whether or not those were his exai that memorable last act, But while he | teeise mq warned her peevishly. Qi over tho house with an axe! I'm | CPT OW steurd, some of the fobee about mar FARMER owned @ young steor which he | should ther face, crouching | wind if I could have Jest drawed my | words, the widow caught the ies. fhas taken on flesh, he has not lost an | * ‘ Meetectse was irritable, @ etate due| mor Fe ed peovle are f the art that distinguished him], | i jore er less a dang'rous character wh: Hed p wre, o8 een | shou ; ounce of the art that al Elizabeth, ; f al a 4 having 80 other animal to hares with) ‘The ranch-house was dark when they|the best fight I could, with # woman 7 tn hilaration of a{I'm on the Is that feelin’ workin’ 1 read som: he decid get into yoke himself, giv | { . . A pretty atory as it stands. Alas! as a splendid acjor tn his slimmer years. | LTKely 0 the wanine eee. off of you any?" he inquired anxiously it he decided to et into the yoke hime, | grove into the yard, for which she was| screamin’ and hangin’ to me for pertec- | uel dawns w' 5 ‘Tho volo of Paul mives him only lim- “It comes stronge thankful. She left Meet: ound in |#eauel ith gtoom. she ans se to unhar-/¢tion, I rastied the big fell ‘0 ed than the steer | kisses may be eweetest. Rut ip he woman clucked at the horses, and, | nq), vg te Rote ane olin, ane, Nae, Sher Martel Me Holding |H@S#, and, without striking a light or|the road there for some time, neither of | Stolen kisses may + Bul {ted opportunities to display hls IM9S-1 1 tno great annoyance of her driver, \ane pee ic ee the Hour sack Se vote eth Doth heude wut Reeping the speaking to Busie, erept between her| us able to it a good holt. He was glad |!t did not appear to tne doctor on ination, but he remains @ fine and true} one tor the reins and slapped them| “I wieht 1 knowed what it was, I'm life. Over ploughed fields they | blankets lke @ frightened child, Jenough to break away, T kin tell you, |passtonate reflection that a kise past welst. on the back, strung up myself.” New. and as be was alwut to drop for lack of | Smith, in his dreams, had heard the! qney's no manner o’ doubt in my mind [sweet though ft undoubtedly must ha’ As the wife of Alexander, whose weak |" «Mhey're about played out,” he ping eyes ached from trying to wind they brow t up against the fevce with ®/ rumble of the wagon as ft Crossed the} put them was the Great Northern hold. maighty ume, ford, dhe awoke the next morning ” nat hurted to the wens the pantt F | ups. wie. the: mae Dentiad | wy sation of pleasurable anticima-| ut what would they tackle you for?" emand: been—was as ood as = fee. He su the widow in open court for the value* | Old Man Rultaon, (9% the aervices under which Ptetér® °* “Everybody knows you atn't go othin', | Roelofson died. eap bofore him. There were and you @ay all they took from the| So far, so bad, But there ts moreor ; In the ploture-areasy ones, cs) old woman was @ flovr sack full of dried | Listen, suftragette sisters! ot ones, tattered bills pasted together with gavin berrios, It's. some of a. come| whe Jueties totore whem the white strips of paper, He rather liked down, looks to me, ¢rom robbing trainé|iroagnt heard of ({ bargain Mean these best, because the care with which tin’ atewin’ frutt.”* [they had been preserved conveyed an {0 .ytlin' Mewin Mes ctentse looked at the widow, and threw thes doctor out of eourt, {Idea of value, ‘They had been treasured, | wneugged hie shoulders. ‘That's your coveted by ethers, counted often, nt. nye |Bvstery. AMT knows ia, that 1 pulled mated, his eve bright, hie ‘every jump tn the road to berries." tears dampen the steps of the throne! growled, ‘Forty miles is a awful trip) see !nto the d. fhe finally ascends, Anpa Krukova was | for se buzzarddheads to make in a f charming. In any language she would | d orter have put up some'eres be recognized as a beautiful actress, Lina Korolena ts 80 handsome that hor | pegition as the Czar's favorite Was)" wwe orter have done it, too, L easily explained, ttvel Lloroy wept \them cayuses stumbtin’ along! Sa: with remarkable ease as Alexander, and | won't git dn before ‘leven or tw Ivan Vronsk! acted the part of the fee me. ont I'm by pr lathes et and, Pualled ine, the : > | know ere I'm goin’ ) | n ‘on ree how on alder Baier. fererase 10H, ORI 0n Abe Stn ‘cloud So look good to me, you." ho went on garrulously=the sound | | 4 ¢ enemies playin’ wolf. of his own voice was always pleasant to |” T might go on and praise others, but TAG%sOGF somethin goln’ tappen,” |Meeteetse? “I take more stock in aisns | ing PPR REO [Yee curving tn ‘emile, Smith hurried | them spelling Russian nimes at 1 o'clock in “ene bare sug: nd feelin's than most people, for I've «xox do kmow how to wash dishes, don’t yout” ‘as, Bud. 1’ etand!''~Me-' into bie clothes and to the ranch-house, the morning 1s @ terrible strain, natural wi wy ‘em work out Down there ip —Judge's Lébrag, . fueaal __, 0 ee Indien woman, Ne beard ‘ : in dag sgt 0 «AM 8, oi " ith a night. I could have stayed with Little Co ‘3 woman.” s eye he saw the banknc vottom, He stopped the we ¢ i with a terrific Jerk \ we] Tt was oniy little atjavhich had ee 1 und feet and rustied into the Seems to me they could find something fun rier than that to print,” Indeed. yest”? 8 anybody ever happen to write moh mn