The evening world. Newspaper, April 17, 1912, Page 21

Whe Evéning 1S’ Mat ter, Pop?” WwW orld Da DiDwT You SPEND (T FOR CANDY or: MARBLES OR THe PictuRe Stow ?, “Wall Street Girl’’ Quite as Strenuous As Blanche Ring. — BY CHARLES DARNTON. ot! YR begs the strong-lunged hero to spare her eardrums. Yet it never seems to occur to Blanche Ring that ours may be racked beyond repair by the noise that “The Wall Street Girl” creates at the theatre that George M. {Hoban butlt as a quict retreat for lovers of bis owe pesuilar chamber music. se: 2hMs ds tho time of year, of course, when we are eupposed to take eomething .for, our winter-worn nerves. But what's the goed ef co@dling them? Why not ‘kill ‘em off in a single night. The @nest nerves that ever jarred upon a helpless ). s0WRer couldn't pomihly survive a three-act dese of this mixture: “Book by Mar- Baret Mayo and Edgar Gelwyn. Lyrics by Hapgood Burt. Music by Karl Hoschas 5 While apparently willing to keep Hoschna in ‘\omlind ena in tune, she eeems inclined ‘to go in for the “Vartous Others.” In- vifeed, judging dy her vocal enthusiasm, .stthey're all the eame to her. She goes tom one gong ¢o anather without highowing the stightest partiality. There Ajereenomerts, however, when her voice le not heard. From time to time she *@s-compelied to tear herself away from and “various others” . to ther costume. She wears a hew for every eon; ‘When she gets / ‘where a cowboy'’s outfit, in- ‘ef 4 divorce suit, te pulled off by OC giving variety to the scene, she fn fleecy ‘chaps’ Worero and cuts loose with “The Indian But her best song is ‘“Reguiar Man." Bhe voices this \tyearning tn the Gret act, which runs through Wall etfeet without counting he cost. Here she jingtes ellver in the pockets of her checked guit and wears “ander her mannish collar a necktie that »fg true to the Bedelia whe used to eing wh \ I gon't know much about Wall street. wt last night I found myself only one » removed from “a king of @nance’ iM 4 in evening clothes, and his evident enjoyment of the performance con- gest me that ‘The Wall Street Girl may win fortune, if not fame, for Mise N inche Ring as Jimmy. A poor enitic never realizes how poor he ia until he finds himeelt in high nancial circles. There are times when he should be in the last raw of the) ery in order to bo able to fudge for himself. Under the ciroumstances the ply thing to do last night was to leave ‘The Wall @treet Girl" to the Wall street ‘Meanwhile ‘Will Roger came out and threw his hat into the ring he made . with @ rope By the eame token he came out of vaudeville A man brought up on the Plains eeldom looks for a broader field, But Rogers ts more than @ cowboy—he's en artist. While! Oretending to throw a bluff last night he threw a rope over “The Wall Street Girl" and dragged off the first honors Of the performance. Everything he ad) was done apologetically. But no apolo- gio were necemsary. Even Fred Stone might have taken off Me stage hat to the lariat dance that his imitator eave. Asiée from his skill, Rogers displayed & aenee Of humor as fresh ae a breeze slightest effort he “roped” the house. After ell, vaudeville seoms to be the mainstey of musical comedy as we fi it to-day. “The Wall Street Girt’ owes @ creat deal to a clever “team” of dancers knows as Cross and Joseph- ine. There are others, including Harry Giifoll, whose vocal tricks are as old as hig “make-up,” and William P. Carleton, who has more voice than Will Rogers as Lariat Bill, cming amity. “The Wall Street Girl" is as strenuous as Blanche Ring herself. Aside from fis Vaudeville features {t Se a noisy song-show, and its fate must be decided by those Who delight In noise and action, herself Betty Vincent’s to of the engagement ts supposed to be left to che girl. ‘EH, B." writes: “How can I \ acquainted with @ young man I very much admire? I see ‘him now and then t church and parties." You must just be pleasant when you meet him, and walt for him to take the Pinitiative, “T. N." writes: “A young lady with ‘whom I have been very good friends eannot eee me for several ‘weeks, or give me @ reason for her con- uct till the end of the ¢ime, Sho says fhe hopes I will writo to her, What shall | I do? D." writes; “A young man @c- Suacd.ing of taking something which he fater;found in his pocket. Do you think vakould continue my friendship with etl: Phat-depends on whether hie accusa- on Was meant to be an Insult. eres Te" write: te explanation, Waiting Time. “VY. 8." writes: “A young man whom I love cannot pay me any more attention for several years, aa his parents object | whtle he ts in college. He tella me to “I became engaged | have @ good time, but to remember that he hopes to marry me as don as‘he is ts ‘What shall I do?” |“tn even. 4 promised his father to keep it secret. Je that tair to me?” It te an unhappy eituation, but why white goods trade, whom. nal ‘ently still, Oe STUD F010: sin oomenmeonne, nie ee EY A Pe eee . eae Srote ile "where oe tt reunda- Magainnes Gow egid With MOM HAPPINESS WLIEA OUT,, — 'sumel” oi... semis cei ‘ike wala in Ble sldq- hurt Reentry, __. pinion? ba a we dihone am r ee te ae eee * ‘i . ie be <oitchanonl hha utst peyneehillp seas inel Copriigtt, 9. tw, ‘The Prem Publishing Oo, from the Western prairie. He talked of himself and of “Teday"—but never | 66 seriously. Without betraying the "It Tve got only a bleck tle, my “But !f there jsga white lawn tle put ht great event was at hand, case. A banquet wae to be given that night to the dean of the wholesale white goods trade. Mr. Jarr was not only to be present, but he was to epeak. “And where's the ticket, the banquet ticket?” asked Mr. Jarr. “Now don't worry thing!” replied Osa, Jarr. on the manteiplece in the front room the other night and tha about it!" Mr, Jarr searched for the ticket but could not find It, “on, T gue fhe waid finally. dinner knows me and knows I'm going the balcony overlooking hall, where she was to be seated with ‘Mrs. Clara Mudridge-Gmith, whom she new, ried The Mender of Broken Hearts # (“223i jew York World). © you want your white wais! coat or your black one?” asked Mrs, Jarr, as she busied at her husband's wardrobe, answered Mr, Jarr. waistcoat.’ leaned from this that eome Buch waa about every- “You put it all I know ily Magazine ©) Copan, 1918, 1 7 The rem rebimung 09, (The New York World.) ) eres THRIFT FOR You. BY GOLLIES GINIT OLD MAN, THEY AINT RAISIN’ MANY EI IE THAT, ) # By Eleanor Schorer (Copirtaht, 1011, ty Robhe-MerdiN Oo.) BYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS, Several ery deapolt named Gi fo lace to q jones and Mohammed: Tl. .Tenahes Ontrg for the nace atin Mica ‘Ry later, from, a hee me, ot Ssros i 1 ec as le Nait, te Rkdnappel by ‘Sichatmmge’s “%, ———ee y CHAPTER XIl. “The Caravan in the Desert. NCB George wae enug inside the carriage ft was driven off at @ run toward the tombe of the caliphs. As the roads were not the fevelest, the ve .}otele went. most of the way upon twa wheels Mohammed nat beside his vict! ful and attentive. His intention take him no further than the outskirts of the efty, force him to send back to the hotel @ duly accredited messenger for the rug, after which George adrift, with the reasonable surance that the young man would find some ona to guide him back to the hotel. After a white he observed that Gedrge | nad recovered and wae grimty fighting the tmprisoning ropes. SASIAIBIAAIIIIAIIISI IID IS SSSI rT renner a rene ake Mr. Jarr Goes Forth to Dine in State [vine soto cry outs tives was and There Meets the Human Hoodoo. gn affirmative nod, and Mohammed, un- a wRERRR PRR RP PRP Oe pd thy bandage. on. I mean you no harm. If you will eend to the hotel for the Holy Yhlordes, you will Be Ub- “Geeat idea of yours getting @ tioket fairs’ sald Jenkins. for that musical friend of yours, W “What musical friend? need eomething to liven up these af: |Jarr tn surpris ted the moment ft js put inte my Fables of Everyday Folks bap hay A he “Go to the deuce!” snapped tteorge, must be a foreign ft Copyright, 1012, ty The Frea Publishing Co, (The New York World), Love te the Maker—Man the Breaker—and Time the Mender—of HEAR1'S, ally Mr, Jarre wae held up at the re ception room door by Jenkins, of bis eatadiishment, eaked Mr. The fighting ad padn't Mohammed? erled ‘oughiy there! I had th len this afternoon. k and tired, “And i€ T had tt, lda't give 1t to you,” with ry newed trucule “and you may put that In your water-pipe and emoke it. Mohammed, no longer pacific, struck George Violently upon the mouth. He, on hin part, Was unknightly enough to the other, shaking oddly attired, ‘There he Mr. pointed Jarr looked in the direation and there wi his friend, Angelo Dinkeston, discussing how the civil war gave the impetus it id to the linen industry in Belfast, Mr, Dinkston was wonderfully aer- rayed in a en! cut coat of tn sertbable shape, @ very low cut watat- only a formality, ‘Everybody at the that Tl got in.” “Ir's a good thing you lost the ticket yourself, vi |had misiaid tt you'd be raving around here tke a erasy man, Now hurry up and dress, and tell Gertrude to come fn and hook up my beck! I suppo women will sit up in the box banquet and only be sent up @ plate of Maula ice cream?’ “The best way to go to « banquet 0 and th ve Trust the young indy and walt for an the Manguet fore the speeches com: menoe, . remarked My) vr at the said Mr, Jarr, “Anyway, I you to have your dinn In due time the Jarr's arrived at the |big hotel where the dinner to the dean of the white goods trade was to be Mra. Jarr wan sent higher up to th banquet and other me into ‘wo , |loneliness, With all the room and spaci-| oat to match and a white shirt with} actempt to ani hile teeth In the brutal The Story of Two Homes “ent | Ousnens he felt “hemmed in." ancy atida in the shape of enamel] hand, Queer fancies Mit through am EB upon a time Happiness w “This te no place for me," thought |mignonettes, @ low stand-up collar and| head In tines Ike this; for the ineffect- In the quest of @ HOME 10 IN | stappiness, and he stole out. { amall but natty delight erimaon butter. | ality of his bite reminded him of Hal in, He travelled fe potutte| We proceeded on up the highway and | ity cravat, He wae e aight! lowe and the tu ‘wilh the Bobbin. One very eauny (came toa much less protentious place, | "Won't you let me oheck your hat, se ond kill thie pagan the first opportu- sl vatace with {Tere Were no stately old trees, but In| asked a watter in the reception | avy, Rather a startlng metamorphor ey Pee feng (the ttle garden in front were new | rc ax Mr, Jarr advanced tell] in the character of « man whose | MAeetul 01 a Ooms Just coming out of the ground, |Dinkston If he dfdn't get out he'd be] had been Passed tu tie Deacetulest ef ‘woadel The door wae opened and a sound |thrown out. ronments, And to Jil him without speee. |ot LAUGHT! : : th To atrike a h o ve ER reached him, He went! Mr, Michael Angelo Di Ch the least compunction, too, To etrike “Ant nt | r, Michael Angelo Dinkaton shook ¢ ! mete tnonEDt |inaide and looked about. In the very {his head and regarded the hat with an es ed veleds Mel for a fe the place 1 shall | Foom im the house © man wae /admiring eye, It was o dork brown ol 1 wnite men’ After oueh treatment he enter!” puffing clouds of smoke, pine hat with @ little red feather stuck | considered it anything but dishonorable Mew wondertutit| Th@ little ones were building @ house |tn the aide soMbreak his parole, And where was waar” “evervtning|2f Dlocks on the floor. Pretty soon the! ‘Then tt was that Mr. Jarr gaaped and | Ryanne? "Help * noney and {mother came in, looked about her and|remembered. ‘The hat, the coat, the swung his arm round teat coutd procure|REALAZED Happiness wan there, She|watstooat, the shirt, the collar and and the third cry began aaa ccd ttn artistic | milled In CONTENTMPNT, |nocktie, were all part and parcel of samile. Tt waa), know you," ahe said to him aimply, | Mrs. Gruteh'» manniah suffragette ut: Det vs ee : + “for ‘or you ev y tre! one so orderly, that as ees for you Lad Gey and the |tiret his ef for freedom; now he ehould Happiness went along he wae inclined |OF mr oe ot ae ny ence soa 4 Great Scott, mant Have you mur-| drink to the bottom of the bitter cup, (OMALUTTE everything in homage: since| “Tell me some of the things you fo |dered | Mra, Ceateh and atolen her #. He had had no tt bore the stamp of being made to it of: Hh yo clothes?” gasped Mr, Jarr, real enmity LOOK AT only. He seated himseit on|!t must needs be in so MANY places In an instant he saw he was at Dink-| simply one of the paw Kamins oe chair and looked about| "Firat of all."" she answered, "I be-|ston's mercy. The self-invited guest| ne was playing, Hut now ne saw hat him. Such a feeling of rigid LAW ang| eve ® man's home should be the one] was there a friend of his. If Mr.| there was dan tn Mberating him ; ne Ot ree EVERY |iace where anything that will make |Jarr made any row it woutd result only |The other! Mohammed caressed hie ORDER seome on j | vAN © 3. | 1 try beard. ‘To subject him to the ut- ' him WANT to be there i# considered. |in embarrasement to himself Tyne | “and the children, why, bless them,| “Mrs. Gratch extst Inost mental agony; to break him All was arranged according to line and Q D Mrs. existe no more, T am] onyaically, too; to pay him back pound ra Mee thot one almost felt that it;contrary to the old adage, they should) tain to admit." said Mfr, Dinkston afta- ! to bruise, to hurt, to rack was TOO beautiful. |indeed be een and heard OFTEN. In|ply, "Mut she t# not murdered, 8: all Mohammed desired, The husband came tn and was about other words, a hi not @ place of | marrted.”* to light @ cigar. jeveral walls with @ number in front) “well, you get out of here! hiaseg | him “Oh, come into the smoking room,” | for the convenience of the mail man. | afr Jerr “You look like @ freak’ elf about the futur Somewhere tn the fight, presumably as he eb against “T eannot think of allow-| “The Joy of beauty Is in the possess the table, he had received @ crushing It would ruin |!n of It; not being possessed by it." “So glad your friend came all the |way from Switaerland to attend our lt. anid the wife. ing you to smoke in here, . Happiness reflected on the two homes "ten blow in the smell ribs; and when Mo- the ourtaing, And ashes on the carpet | affair,” remarked the volce of Mr. th jand od why he could N ; 1 back, he fainted for Getosteble Rae Nee unre A'why he could NOT yarr'a bom, as that wentieman edged |NAmMed threw itn te Me ite reclined ‘he husband looked at Happiness, | stay In the othe wma | ee the | ply in the corner of the carrtage, the sighed and passed on. Pretty soon the “How curious!’ he thought, ‘The | prett taile were being served | hosom of his shirt bulging open: for visitor heard a cry in some 4 , woman did not try to keep meland where Dinkston bad taken a stand the thrifty Arabs had purloined the |place, mingled with childish voice: imagines she will within short arm reaeh, "It ts an “Do bring the children down!" new material thing. lagreeable surprise, indeed, for T under. | the eapphire cuff links. 104 Happiness. “I love to be with them.” |Yet here am T at home indeed. The|stand he is to play the gither for us| ROMs returned only when shay iifted him 7 the RUL! o 1 ‘boas out and drop rately They 4 to their mother in| REAL home fs not RULED on in’ (here Mr, Jarre @lanced with into the thick dust of the road, He ot the joyous manser of children, but : WHEN RULES AND | satisfaction te realize they were on ferbid- |REGULATIONS COME INTO THE hat and all) “the Gwiss nati ® painful affair, POR THAT CALLS FoR A TRIP To THE DurcH MANS EDT yond his reckoning, but he knew it was In the di t Denetrated the the winter wind. |volces—Arabic; and while he possessed & emattering of the tongue, ached too his head arply for him to sense @ mel coughed, they taking Sroaned reach the e camel under ordinary conditions but to atraddle dressed as he wa rf Swallow-tail and paper-thin pumps, id t not gel any pleasuravie houghts. They would tn all truth kill him “pefore: they got through. Hang the tug! “And doubly hang the man had sold It to him! Ha. felt. himself being lifted to Mt feet, ‘The rope round his ankles w thrown off. His feet etung under the renewed flow of blood, He waited for them to liberate iis hand galling rope wae not diaturbved. ident that the natives atill entertained some respect for his fighting ability. h he was upon the back of a camel, desert-bound. ‘There were atirrups, and” to apread vigor once mor through his legs, he found the ateel. ‘The straps were too short, and in time the upper turn of the steel chafed ‘He eased himeelt by riding y to ride ning to keep hi balance without the use of his hands, Fortunately, stating pains in his elde, produced by the varying dog-trot. he must ha’ fallen, He was miserable, yet defiant: teare of anger and pain filled his eyes and burned down his cheeks in apite of the cloth, And he, poor fool, longing for an adventure, « taste af Ie outside the peaceful harbor wherein he had e@ailed hie cat-boat! Well, here he . in the deep-sea water; and he read maest ao truly that he knew the ad- venture he had longed for had @een tho cut-anddried affairs of wtory-tellera, in which only the villains were eertously diecommoded, nd everything ended hero he was, to be he changed Mia ever such en age? had told him that there was Ukely to be sport: and yet he had left the hote! as one dressed for the opera. Ass! And to-morrow the Ludwig w @ail without him, bs is The wind blew cold against hie chest, and the fact that he could neither see, nor hia tonwue to moleten Ale brutsed lips, added to the discomforts. Back and forth be swayed and rocked. patn in his etde was @radualty minkmized by the torture bearing upon his ankles, his knees, ecross his shoulde called, he nothing but eithouettes that up and down after the fashion of corks upon water. Before him and behind him; how gnany camels made up the caravan he could not tel. He could hear the faint sitp-sip as the beasts shuffled forward tn the fine and heavy and, ‘They were well out into the des- ert, but what dei mystery. He had polnta of the compass And to pick out partleulay night, well "i 1 Al t in his far away {nous pallor in the sky, the reflected Hghts of Cairo. And only « few hours ago he had complained to the head Waiter because of tye bits of corie float- ng in his glase of wing, Ah, for the dregs of that bottle now; warmth, re- vival, new courage! * * * Curse the luck; There went one of his pump. He called out, ‘The man riding in fron and leading George's camel mersly gave yank at the rope, The camel re- sponded with @ cough and @ quickened t Presently George beoame aware of @ singular fact: that he coukt ee out of one eye better than the other; and that the semi-useless orb shot out iittle stars with every beat of his hear, One of his cara too began to throb and burn, He felt of it. It was tess like an ea: a Tt had been & rattling good mix-up, anyhow; end he accepted the knowledge rather proudly that the Ger Percival Algernon, who but lately had entered the English bar sprucely id made his exit in @ kind of negligible attire, hed left behing one Character end brought awey ane than attire, |atrained again at fis bonds, but pres: 1hiY! 31” gray