The evening world. Newspaper, September 17, 1912, Page 15

YES.SIR! PoP Loves HIS LITTLE MA “Fanny’s First Play” a Three-Act Shaw Circus. BY CHARLES DARNTON. RELY ‘t is carrying a Joke pretty far—3,000 miles, no less—to hand us At this late day a programme of “Fanny's First Play” with three inter- tion points in the place where the name of the author should bi A\\. ip no possible excuse for this silly plece of business, now that the iden- of ‘tle guthor is‘no longer even an open secret, And for that matter, rd Shaw would probably not have hidden behind his sunny whiskers In the firat place if he had not felt absolutely certain that all London would seo eh them. If P. T. Barnum had lived to see G. B, Shaw he would have in obliged to take off his hat to a greater showman than himself. This le Rerely by way of preface—and therefore in keeping with a Shaw play. ‘anny's First Play" ta really @ three-ring circus, with a human menagerie ntalning te only coljection of trained/dramatic critics in captivity, These egsacy evils of u system that involves no end of aisle seats perform in an induction and an epilogue thoughtfully provided by Mr. Shaw, perhaps out of Kigdness of t for those who serve as he once served. I ray—perhaps. At lany rate beads-are hit all along the line, beginning with that of the benighted toce-director who Ix called in to produco Fanny's Mttle play.» The laugh tn om him wntil.che four London critics who have been asked to pass judgment te Play stalk in ond proceed to air their lofty views. The funny part of iyqthut after the play has been performed they find it diMcult to form any WLepiniony because they have not been told the name of the author, Thi ak of Barrie and Pinero and Granville Barker, only to end in talk of Shaw— w-—Shaw,, This is Mr, Shaw's modest way of reminding us that he hates 1 talk apoul himself, But in this open season for dramatic critics it's all d spott. and Shaw takes shot after shot at them with sure atm, though @ May, seem mereilessty cruel when he leads one of the four to include “The £ among Shakespeare's plays. However, this thick-skinned, y thick-headed, member of the guild stands his ground by arguing the play is by a good author It must be a good play, and If ft tn by Sbal author it must be » bad play, Critics of this stamp are, of course, maivet fdund outside of England—oh, no! At the same time American authors iad actors should not miss this golden opportunity of seeing solemn, selt- Bisfled dramatic critics as Shaw sees them. Here's thelr chance to roar with igttt(more power to them!) at critics who take themselves so seriously tt The cannot take anything simply and humonly, That their punishment aMe fo ft thelr crime {# emphasized when they are compelled to run the Manitet’or the audience by walking down an aisle to reach the stage at the ma of Fanny's play BhaW’s Mttle circus is not without {ts red lemonade, In fact It's Ike going on a e with the abatemious author to Aiscover that in the play he has written in Fanny's name the! young son of one re-| spectable, middle-class Coffer Fish—So you ar The Evening World’ Daily Magazine, F AINT YA — PoP, HUH ? By C. M. Payne Tuesday, September 17. 1912. IT SEEMS THE CHL D Yes PoP Loves - +|AS NOTICED THEIR EVERYBODY. P CARRYINGS-ON, AND RUN_ALONG TREALLY,! THOUGHT AND “PLAY NOW | “fou SHOULD KNOW wha “whe Copyright, 1006, by the Frank A, Munsy Os, an understanding of his actual posl- RYNOPHIS OF PRECEDING tion in the world, rik, Tartan Tse euatk ie. He had murdered @ fellow being and a forfeited his right to live in conse- They nae Panera quence: hiv first care, then, must be f the ship Brahmapeotra tO necure ‘his own safety, As at the erence. “tle in tir stae it beginning of matters he had inspected tude and lai Dae his immediate surroundings, @o at the naong ond of them he again examined the unable country around him. It was as lonely SRN din “hy Lai and deserted as ever, so far ae he window. La} could see, and he determined to get away from it quickly as poseitie, Hix face, neck, hands and arms were Kila Llcbd aa eg Gk Beaded with eweat; his throat and igs Actim's tod) ik erock Mouth were parched with « particular- ly annoying form of thirst, He took Lincdaay a iene out his handkerchief and cleansed his CHAPTER IX. skin of motsture as well as he could; (ontiuued) ‘Dut @ thimbleful of loose tobeeco Flight and Fear in hia eouth and chewed @, and eome measure of rellef circulated throwgh qj ] OLAANS got down on his hands mind and body. and knees and looked The picture of a roadside Inn in far- l fully Into the fissure, He ex. ®Way Yorkshire came into the onbit of every point of MS mental vision—an inn where you ing to decide i¢ COUN wet real home-brewed ale out of Sis fy co 7 . @ cool cellar, At the thought of th y any means ikely that search: fyy tongue curted to the root of ers could see anything of the dead man. mouth. He crept all round tt, looking straight “A pint of Dick’s home-brewed ale!* down into it, looking Into it from slant he sald. “Mugh good to think of that"* Jand corners; he sot fire to a bundle of He picked up hia tunic, got énto It \dry heather and, using it as a torch, With manifest distaste, and then oloked [held it down into the fasure as far as UP the diamonds from the loose = he could, Even that did not eatisty 9 which they had ald as he ‘eves im, He made @ second torch, attached [Poured ehoun Sith Nece glaneaes hee the Uno of atring to ft, set the torch on fingers strayed soothingly qver the haze and lowered it down to the full gems end thelr settings, length of the line, But he saw nothing — “There's no doubt about you bela |{n the depths below and ho let the tine the real sort," he muttered, ‘I wen- sip from hie Augers as a us . der whose neck you ought to be round He ros It everybody had their own?” looked round him. ‘Two traces of ala Something conveyed to thm with rime met his anxiously searching oyo®. great sublety that this mere ecquial- jieaning against @ rock in company tion of the diamonds had led him with his own was Lioyd's rifle, He tae the frst step toward plecing walked over, it and dropped it something around his own neck, and jnto tho fissure after the body, taking the thought impelled him to motion, ihe same precaution that tt could not ~ Fte put the necklet in his dreamt from above, Then he turaed pooket, picked up his rifle, ang with and looked at the other evidence of one slow, deliberate inspection of the nee and his face puckered into & plateau moved off. At the edge of wn. tho rocks he turned and looked round; ‘e a hundred years old to-day, Mr. Leather Jacket? To what do you attribute your great age? dinarily proper daugh- ter of another have ber cooling — their | straying heels tn falls) after drinking enough : ° to give them the Vincent s strength to ault policemen. Not only doen complacent Re-| spectability get an | awful diff in the eye, . but frilled Romance ts| “Attentions.”” Knocked clean over} the ropes. For, as you! must know to under- stand Fanny's play, | the young lady's son- eitive parent, Count | O'Dowda, atill lives in| the age of romance) and dresses according: | i therefore the blow | to his sense of the} Deautitul almost kills father, As a matter of 8 1X TEEN- YPBAR-OLD girl writes to ask mo if she 1s too young for “regular atten- tions.” I have to toll her that 1 think sho is. I know there are many sirls of sixteen many girls even younger, who have f¥ #imply the accepted Shaw girl—a clear-headed, appallingly logical) She needs to grow, physically, men- own sister to Vivie Warren and Major Barbara, Bobby Gi bey, to| tally and morally. And during this! up his side of the question, 1s nothing more than a harmless youth with | process of growth she ought not to no| ness for “Darling Dora,” whos nscieuce 1# as easy as hor virtue, | subjected to any escapable strain, pare fechas at leant the merit of frankness, und she ty more than worthy | Ucillarly to any emotional strain » whom she captures without a struggie in the home where she y at her ease, She's a youthful Mrs, Warren—if ever Mre. Wa * Margaret, relieved of Bobby, attaches herself to a butler, who proves| the demands of development, rather be the brother of a duke, strange as this may seem to our own Laura Jean! | than of decorum, t a greater triumph than even Marguret herself ts Mrs. Gilbey, the | | at middle-aged domestic soul, who ix so humanly and realistically drawn| Another Girl. | tM one can ever again say that all Shaw characters are merely Shaw him-| 1, \" writes; “A man who calla if IB disguise. After the hypocritical Gilbey beratex Dora for leading Bobby |on me ott natantly talking to me mgithe primrose path. Mrs. Gilbey turns to the girl and asks: “Where dld|apou: another girl. Is not this ver Duy that bit of white lace, dearie?” leudo of him? This human touch {ts given its full meaning by Miss Kate Carlyon, whose) Not exactly rude, but not tactful MEMarico is one to make any atidionce feel like putting its arma about her. a Dora, who calls every man “Charlie” or “Old Dear,” Miss Eva Leonard whe is delightful. She looks like a small edit Gordon—but That 's the real reason why ho} M Was | shoul! put off her love affalra—to mee: 8’ writes: ‘If a man recently n of Miss Kit : 9 married meets on the stre voman | act like that foy enchantress, Quentin Tod behaves like a real boy as | tei i) toon hol woae ‘sla Gare Yi Miss Gladys Harvey plays Margaret with eptrit; and Miss Mary Parton, | should he not do something more tian 0 is happy only in the unhappli ess of her religion, makes Margaret's mother | tow 4 a nt” out in spite of her dull beown dress Miss Elizabeth Risdon adda a ' her beauty as Fanny, and C. H, Croker-King, by his grace and distin ves Count O'Dowda from seeming ridiculous. A good bit of work is Tim Ryley as the umtutored gentleman who produces Punny's play. t, Granville Barker has brought over a thoroughly capable compan I think not, The street ts no place for introduction writes: “Iam twenty-four and | n love with a y ‘ile play, Shaw has nothing new to say, but he says it cleverly. And man night's speelal performance the audience laughed ‘mmodarately, tt | * a omy junto peme | ins to be seen how other audiences will take the play. While some | #4 to accept my attention eats eches’are Wearisome, most of the satire is keen and @parkline ‘The \"B° Very kindly, but won't say tn so gious. It is safe to say that “Fanny's First Play" will delignt those ny Words that e Wha urance t in Shaw, To others it should appeal as an entertaining novelty I do to win this a je dramatic novelty of the season, Viewed in this light, “Fanny's | Don't be in too much of @ hurry, The ‘Bunty'a" legitimate successor at the Comedy. If that moans’ *" dy js probably: trying to learn don't fail to put it on your Mat hh ec household and the o1 | Mr, Leather Jacket—To not nibbling at balted fish hooke, my dear little Coffer Fish. i but they ain't SURE « | That, he was maying to himself somo- gomet woud where i back In his inner self, could pever peop i“ on that’ eee not bq allowed to remain. Blood and imal ¢ragment of the earth's surtaee | bite of bone and bits of brain found where such mattors were not likely to Sul thet the memoried picture of it Good Stories} ww tound in the ordinary course. of ee ee ee ee, events would lead to an investigation which might have unpleasant results, “ould visit it @ thousand times tm Bie Suggestive Criticism. And there they were, plentifully evident “ye Liowg hadn't chanced to eet oO he one c joy" ovee OBRWT HONK, the noted artist, anid ot (77 the flat stone againat which Lloyd's o) i9m, too!" he eald. The Conquests , Of Constance THE (SWITCHBOARD OPERATOR AT THE HOTEL RICH) | wong lite had cruglied out and on the HEAD | wre ‘tie fore painter to he too atone which had crushed tt out, and on ie Dal ber ge Mien yt Ned pov | frank tm is eritietams, new y ot the edge of the inte hich hi WAITER, By Alma Woodward |asten itor nlame Tide daughter called st’ Yoty’ had peo dropped, | “™Y M® ghowlder of the tor, and wan a good friend's house and ani! Holling looked at them with a curious Mile on his return journey to Prinee- how imo your new parlor rug, won't YU Guv ist hw old suldior instinct was sit town before he pulled himeelf up short To, with great pride, the hostewm jet the fr cleantinoss and order, and he cursed oe Saeko ee Bag going Uttle Girt into the drawing roven and raid all Iloyd for making such @ mess of things, t0 40 nex! Ly at question neces. to him first wuz the eats] tl blinty wm tot the light mgt stream in But since Lloyd was dead and could not mtating @ good deal of thought, he eat Np me. Dishes I never got a! #3Mlantiy ugon the gorgeous colors of ane’ make the place tidy, there was naught 40wn on the heather at the side of the Copyright 1912, by ‘The ress Wublishing Co, (The New York World). “ EE, pipe the tld!" gasped Con- "That grafter cleared ubout a hun- G nie, as 1 darkened her line dred a month on that game. The thing of Vision, “It's new, an’ that drew et if it don't he used to ike smelt at; Hike duck ant asparagus an’ | (“yy Simms gm for Mt but that he must make it tidy track which he was following and pro- wart, I'l) swallow, things. alleace. ‘Thim “as she tumed away. sie said in Mimwelf, ; ‘ ent a hay tat Seer ‘the smok- the transmitter!) “Yuh know, le 2 tether dinappointal vase A nudden notion took him—tho !ng of @ pipe . Way, hotest, toay, | wwom't Generelly’ cel avery Caer | 70 Bonen make mes. iat? —dltpemeath | thought:of V He walked to the That there would be questions asked that k's to. atuff_on the platter, ‘cause it ain't po- | _ apat where bbe ‘onmvict hee tallen Gag, béinyid OL ee Ae Saeeh pe yee ~ ‘4 x x ne me Just as he expected, there was certainty, He might y Breil) Sep) om #o all the waiters hax got @ pri-| Not in That Library. there, too, Me tused over tha s4ying that Lioyd had been overeeme map! Don't put vate little bow! stashed away sor Te pli sep bella ee tua. beak anh Gan rc} ENRY B LEGLER, the Chicag? librarian, nobody wise that, where, where they pile up all the d | was made for Lioyd—aa there ¢ some moorland farmetead or Way praia ranale fon bees Ree one thelr sweethourt & dinky, little brine that’s ft to eat, then they Pra etane late Tear ay, Carmna!| Would besthat ples Sonid be until he caukl recover Mmeelf, but para ty a, 4 But for that mar- saucepan like that Sneak down tn the cellar somewhere | h sided. “the great capitalist eaid be always saw | sin he had last been seen . thag excuse would not bold geed for Knox are as nomeien: | tere mont, Of our grandmothers were e’n take care uv t dt, Well, he used to wait until {0 i Me the Wrariaus emploved in ti Would the searchers take the blood on more than twenty-four hours, The holt , n-alco-) married at a very tender aga. We are ALL your bri he ween some waiter met a classy pile Nein shy te enn kuawledee of the rooks for Vaagalli's, or would thay question was, could he within twemiy- je ae Shaw himself. | getting away from the too youthful —aet somettin'|of stuff he ikea himuelt, an’ then jdat(# Clammead eon to wbem ¢ ria "| rememibor, that t convict dropped four hours contrive to get away Gram ‘There is nothing about | marriage; why should we not get away | big—this one's a dead giveaway the * we |, 1d like a bmre Shelley's nome Uttld distance away? the place and the district? them to suggest that| from the too youthful lovemaking? etent cick iad rae BAe Was SUMMNOOINE It AIEY | vom” sem genes vasalli's blood, dry enough in the He had begun to think what might they have been drunk} A girl of sixteen, unless she has gone | fully. 1 SRAGUB RSE reeenin| Hes FO) er 9! Taeier Ue seas obits | Bar Wee Cried wiraran mi ie | gun by that t made a Lit poo) on Ge Same, Se come ens mamenoes and disorderly, Mar-|through abnormal experiences or hard. pe es ope tn his ear until ho'd drop fhe eats Ii Seay Tha Mhiiadetinie yrieund books 08 the ground Where his body had lain, himeelf on his return; he could chang: Saret, who 1s gad to/ahips, 1s hardly more than a child. Sho! phatiealion “Me ter mn anamared ome fer font | dlr eater a etree ee aaa roon here would, be aothing but mere into civilian aitire of bie quarters Ner hend at prayer meeting and been carried by a swin, tis not * ‘4 phatically, "Me fer the lids what allp en he'd give me the cholce bits discoloration of the surtace. uv when night ¢ could get away by your features * to sort through {t. When yer nose an’ o He went back to the rocks re box in his room to serve bis present to tke no rivk He would have to needy, his savings were invested ia « lant for an sift awful ahort time, One thing he never SMALL an’ could cop wux mushrooms under a tmtervi get Jandon rlean up. He set his mind work friendly society in a Yorkshire town mouth all get mussed up through a glass bell. Anyway, the portions ain't) oq) .)Rt8 an up re Strainer like tht, no one ain't sure no bigger than @ healthy button, Sa]! km ime father in the effort to remember whether he to which he had deen in the habit of ad poticed Water anywhere In the wending them for years. Jghborhood of the plateau, but oowtd So fur as he could eee, Hotline’ knew t think of stream or spring or evem of nothing to keep him from émmedi- you're not a winn Bo, one eve- | “Yes but what is me ste bus they o'n suspect folks don't leave n Ain't us women nin’ when T wuz walkin’ through the the cats? But we ain't no diff'runt, checkin’ room to get a drink, T seen! 0 to? Does he emery rive what a standing pool. or a moment he leaving Dartmoor. The question frum the men. Al this ta Rood a Walter comin’ through the swingin’ | _eaetati small auylicant with) stood irreaclute through helplessness. which chiefly agitated his mind was, eMowship an’ frankness ar a°k= door with one uv them things (1| 4 tN as paces ya . © old-soller instinet teasserted would !t be wise to walt, would i be in’ Or peachin’ among men Is s'pose the customer wux afraid |: woz) as Bb ft at « n, tovk off hie me wise to go at once, he. wait and all bunk—I know men that 1p toadstools) an’ * close behind him | ee at xt ato kings and abide the inqutry into Lloyd's digap- animated anvila with @ megaphone at-| wuz the | Big Game. pat his boo! sain, Jfo cursed pearance which must necessarily fol tachment ‘Bo T says to myeelf: ‘THere's where I yanoah, Ga mesial L r more as he made low? if he himself disappeared, taking i . (all eS ure jayuihd aa , seaming hack d by & A 4 his rolled-up stockings Frenoh leave, would It not seem to Did you ever have one for a victimt fin rod © Fifth avenue feed to my Inver was a and «et to work on bis tusk we htm with Lioyd’s disappear- T asked Tattle Mary; when all uv a xudden my | out all the paces of When {! was over and had fbeen ance? And would not # bee and ory “Yes, T had the meanest man what friend, not, seein’ ome at a « n » good a > as possible un- be raised? over lived fer a victim. He wuz head strangle hold ‘round fe . de rune ta he dropped his Ho would get off that very night; he watter here fer six months. He'd turn #afd an’ purloins the portion, an ° F xs into Uh ire and straight: ‘id waik across country to et a up the chalrs at the tables fore vuh could say Jack ioblpron any ime fj \ ficther nution caine train and book at eome station where id ehh booms an" when pour boob | fad tt etman’ me with’my gouty wat | Wye pete aes Ay he Inspected the Fvek, and he was not known and where no par- feuve) Gavaninn erring brung bla erin’ lke Niagara Falls! F hes | Ubed A et Og Rlgiodh , it ind ® tloulas » would i) taen, of his ttle rabblt-eyed bride in ft eakfust! ‘Well, when he come out to the a € ew he ataine je could make his 3 switchbourd ten ont ic ye - t or Place, Castleford, in he'd heal him off Just when he wae switchboard tena «| Quick Measurements, 11) 00 uate is on i tacking @bout from’ one to sit down, uv them T-swallow: 1 THAVE R ‘ ‘ ‘ baad rab “ > t hi t Let iO als cian a Nat aol @ae be cive Oa te ca, Ras detained at 9 tittle) hands ane : at Castleford he nm’ then he'd go through 9 uy on, bw n tty taiimowd aia n Koglawd for oughly and hard, a he threw could draw nis savings from the build- things with his @houlders an‘ evehrows |¢ver closed his pews round! an Dar and way chatting With the the st At last he was satie- ing society, and with them and the that looked Nike the Meh signs us a wo “An way, n i f Masti tha tiene. gencticoaes | 2 An } nike etter Hamouds safely secured would go » fety, an’ give ‘em a song an’ | rom unde them things ee onmas ket ng or rang a night few verpool, or southward to ance about sav nat table fer the > a ito Mfr anid stood ata coun fo t “ mpton, and ‘get a ship for the Prince uy Ping then, w the POLITE " . . nd a‘ ‘ he'd jsbengs ut. daughter. WE woud A moment lise s u 0. sinale t which Boiling with La gain he would return to 1 the chy mint and ter of a diamond ize his possessions, a slight consideration he'd the voung 6 4 nals ¢ they'd hur 4 W bead MH vd he trq f ‘ A ‘ That, to his mind, seemed the straight get Mnisiied eatin’ before the Prin Mr NO " ‘ wk was ev dod most feasible plan, the glaine n’ gee, yuh ought to see ' Ni srenly Nat was te Moluiee* ates gat bait hea Senn WUT Var orieanay —Beatoo transis EO Something Lge @ return to Ss. of