The evening world. Newspaper, November 5, 1912, Page 15

—— ITS NOT SO a fe / ~, i f Y fouUR MAMA DOESNT uke dherfl ‘ BOY MUST NOT GeT MY Foutrs tS IMA Swete 5 typ ih RORY WHEN SEY TAL SOCIETY Fouys Society LADY KNOW HOW To Give AND CUTE | UTALE Boy ; ; Db YouR Foults AN Gives T316 BiG PARTIES. MY \ 2 i SHAT WAY'TO HIM. HE iN. * (Ane ibe Ae [Mus Smee AND voorr™ “ARE NOT! PARTIES AND MAMA SAID SO! j —_ 5 - | INDIFFERENT. Bessie’s Visits to Slumberland { «vrvwv. =} By Eleanor Schorer Shenandoah “The Yellow Jacket” Novel, Sightly and Entertaining. A Civil War Romance of Sheridan’s Ride By Henry Tyrrell (Founded on Bronson Howeré's Great Play. (Copyright, 1912, by G, P, Putnam's Bom.) are going to meet him alone in the SYNOPSIS. OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS, — Mbrary.” A battle is fought in October, 1804, for pow. Mra. Haverill gasped, clutched hie semion of the Shenandoah Valley, At ® Sheo- ‘arm, and looked with yearning inquiry anidoah country house, several old acquaintances try his face, meet by chance, Among them are Col, Kerohtval "T¢ ' West, of the Union Army, and Gertrude Elling: I don't know what ts up between ham. Southern aie en, Maverll ts in com- you and the general,” he said, as they mand of a Union diviston stationed to al ley, His won, Prank, has tried to atone for a for- Moved alo down the corridar, te- mer ain hy enlisting tn the Federal Army under Ward the library door, “but you'd bet- the name of Hedloe, West has acted ws go-be- ter fight it out on this line and make Vrank and Havertli's second wife, Stal wont Twin ietering to're, teFms of autrender, The war is over Gen, Haverill is ignorant of now." nit, his son's behalt. Havant ‘The old soldier knocked, opened the ¥ uthern spy, baa stolen rank 4 picture’ of the young matron, "Thoraton te cap. 400%, bowed Mrs, Haverill in and then tored ‘finds on him Mrs, retreated, ea Carers, tho meogag, “Constance!” exclaimed Gen, H "4 ! to take fll, standin, nm and impassiv eg iene ety eh agri “My buavand—may I still gall you gage battle of Cedar Creek begins, #0, after this long separation, without inder —" ‘en 7 Foendes, and arrest, Dreaky away to rally word: tea talon, from. Wiehe! Sas peaks I can only speak the word ‘wite’ rend, tht ry, West : tie is In one way, and that ts with the old nt. sad Gertie nay hin Wee ent der time affection and confidence.” latter's brother, Hob, toa nee 2, wae eee Ay what have I done to forfeit ves Tee. be BY CHARLES DARNTON. CTORS supposedly approaching on horseback and then trotting off by the 4 satne imaginary means were seen as welt as heard at the Fulton Theatre Ps yesterlay afternoon, when, in the august language of the honorable pro- Gramme, @ Chinese play was presented in the Chinese manner. There could be fo question about the manner. Everything-—or !t may be safer to say. nearly everything—was done as it is done on the stage of a Chinese theatre, with the : various characters explaining themselves in a (ew well-chosen words and the! imple ‘prope’ manipulated in full view of the audtence, ; Aithough ‘The Yellow Jacket” was in Englisb—and very dod :English—it seerned at first a @dod deal like a Chinese puzzie, for while parts of it appeared to be genuinely Chinese, other parts suggestad sheer‘ fooling. But this fooling, 4f ft is true that certain Ijberties were taken with. the Chinese form of drama; was of the most amusing sort. George C, Hazleton and his associate author, who «for some reason pigtailed his name into Benrimo, had managed to put a lot, of Bm { Cun into their play,” At ttmes it seemed Iike burlesque. To the-Chifiene ope ‘it / / may-eeem nothing less than tragedy. It's al! In the°potht’o? view. j ‘MMe important point ts that “The Yellow Jacket” ts that delightful rarity novelty’ full Of charin’ and humor. It ie wightly and entertain: ing; Managers Harris and Selwyn have bw d poh rn peti and book ‘be picture fall torte. hing battle, and places him ¢ e i e4 thie odd affair with stich skill Vionieatmtesnurrender,” MA "Harerhi te hep “I will answer you, if you wil! ? and taste that it stands out among the Frestipeton Some, watts sty a, Vint Snswer me. Where is the miniature | many productions as ‘a Fr TO ante and BO tele. com ‘* wid; portrait which I gave you, in Charles. work of art. As an example of Orfen os Ng ad my son ie me 4 agecraft it (e better than “Kismet CHAPTER XXifl. my portant euch bein tne drove pith, and in the matter of detatl’quite up to (Cention) tim. Don't you know?" the standard set by “Sumurun.” Aside Loi Rul For answer, Sener Verijl took the from its beautiful costumes it has noth- ve jes. worn case from et, opened It, ing in common with "The Daughter of AST night the Dream Man heard Bessie crying tind saying that she |close to warm Mother Earth at this time of the year, and how they turn “ WONDER I it te because I 8nd held it forth in his extended hand Heaven:” It gives ite novel and amus- hated autumn because all the flowers were dying and the leaves were | brown like the earth and finally become part of the earth and enrich the am here? He has never beg es fh See 0 Se 8, Pte sing interest trom the way ih which tie falling off the trecs, So he took her into the Slumberland forest and|sott at the foot of the tree that bore and shed them, and give it fresh neon me, and sometimes T wt” matght have fain in the grave stage “propa” are handled. Incidentally, 440.064 ner that they d 4 4 age i the: leave d wath eR aR A + ort fear h never forgiven with Kerchivel West,” he said. \ there ts some very charming musle writ. | 0wed her that they did not die at all. He showed her how the leaves and | strength to bear new leaves next spring. our marriage—Frank’'s and .”"What go you mean by. ebait You . ten by William Furst. grass and flowers really lived and breathed felt and even talked—(though The Dream Man showed Bessie how dreadfully disastrous ¢t would be | min ‘muat tell me.” As for the play Itself, that's another| other folks cannot understand their talk, the Dream Man can.) if the flowers did not creep, back into their cozy little seed bores; how the| “Nonsense, Faith child!" Myre. Haver- “I mean pd T have ft, not me my story and such ® long one that I'm not) = The Dream Man showed her how, the flowers changell themselves into|sharp winds would bite their, pretty petals and sometimes even blow them DL Fejolned. aGiiiy.4 I? eae mae were seatt Wal pen ke new aur e aieaden te take te os Matty any | 8204s, crept into a snug warm wrap, just as we do into our winter coats, and |right off their stems now, and little Frenesn nn * ° 7" also have been silent 90 tong.” curiosity you may have it's enough to| Just stayed there until they heard thy sweet voice of spring calling to them Bes ie did not feet sorry when she tearned' that’ the flowers’ dia'ndt dt hoe by gfe gh Pe ig mre “And yet, In his official repart to the py le as she stood there mute, with Wd hh bravely Frankt: a boss’ At ies oan hiya ergs : jstenhen ; world how bravely Frankte's father heaving bosom. At last, rave ptetty heads in the warm aunshino—and Hesste did'not diatihe. outuil 123/105" Gee szayeri ont wots the aatne , esihcocnenash ons eolds pooeaiany of TAout. Bedioe, It looks as though | “My chief witness to the truth tn - + |nothing, In his mind, could atone for the @ead. The other, you have bed suf- Domestic Dialogues. should suppose, Ae Col. | West Pe by Alma Woodward say that “The Yellow Jacket,” like|to come forth and bloom; and promising them warmth and sunshine and|in the fall, and that next summer she would see them again bobbing theif.| Government, when he told the whole brim Milestones,” shows three generations| gentle, refreshing rains. with thelr joys and.aorraws, their loves ed Besate acai Sea ; ¢ oP. "i and ambitions, That it wag an old story And he showed Bessic how the leaves flit down off the trees and nestle |she had done before. ELEANOR SCHORDR, to the blase property man, was sue- ae — nike ted by his bored air as he handed Arthur Shaw ac Property Man. things to the actors. That property man George Relph as Wu Hoo Git. was alone worth the price of admission. When a killing took place he put up @ Household Electrics atepladter and the vict'm got up and climbed the wooden stairs to a. little bal- By Stephen L. Coies ony that represcnted heaven. In 4d!e moments he smoked a cigarette and read the Jatest polftical news. He didn't distur> himself when Great Painte Face and Great Sound Lang: not here, mall remain silent—even | brushing her handkerchief joven (nat,etlence parts us, you and her eyes, aa she sald, more to he went on, pleadingly horself than to Edith: now, “as I loot into your eyes Pil’ ‘I know hin so well—the pride that swear I can see only truth and loyalty «, Ly fe expressed a desire to ge into another room for a Copyrght, 1012, by De Prew bao sung Co, (Lue New York World) | Copyrebt, 1912, by The Prew Publishing Co, (The New York World), conquers all th in his na- there.” \ quiet litde chat knew that all ad to do was to waik aroun thetr| The Electric Sewing Machine. | stiron hot tor ncteen minutes, neat anlQnee in Four Year Mr, J. (cleating his throat)—Not at‘ail, {Ure He can be silent and cold) when | ho. Jenn", she, enamered | easy. |p chaire and sit down again. When the youthful hero announced tils Intention of | ay{NCE Elias Howe produced the firs: rie curling Iron once a day for two LA are. hot at all, my dear. hia heart {#9 breaking~yee, ng whee ¢ r blind or unwilling faith.” . hanging himself to a weering willow treo, the property man: produced a bamboo S riccennt wing machine in 1815, | Weeks, raise two hundred and fifty gal Mra, J. (sniffing)—Tell tt to the ma|™¥ heart ts breaking, tod le with a rope tied to ‘t-and the job was done! In walking off with otfe of Vast numbers have been made and, !0n8 of water one‘hundred feet, keep the nines! I haven't tlved with you for Uttle later, trom lum Blossom's slippers the hero wondere? how she would get along without it} sold for every conceivable purpose; al-|Centist’s electric hammer and aril! run- I don't know why on earth| twelve y for ¢he rest of her life, Her simple unewer was that she would stand on one|though by far the greater number are|M!0g for nin minutes. f you get up so early on Elec-} put on y foot. Beholding her in ‘heaven, he asked, “You stand on your venerable legs?” ying that Capt, Heartsease had something of importance 8 for nothing. Why did you | ur # necktie and your $2 socks i) tion Day! It's hard enough] so early in the morning, eh? 1 supp. SIPs bar FARA UNS, EFeRAE LUMO ohh y for Edith and Mrs, Havertil, and in- j ‘There are no legs in heaven,” was her chaste reply. Head-rests’ were thought-|to this time-saving and very useful Electrical Progress. to move you on business days, | you're going to ait around in ‘em, aren't | VIUR# them to come over to Me house fully provided when anybody got ready to dle. aniiamiida: the UnSIakaanh and cao’ 1 rapid and constantiy in reasing | and here 6n a holiday, of all days, you| you? 44 soon as possible, to receive it. In epite of the ridiculously simple “props,” however, the effect of realism was | tim pus fatigue caused by the growls of the alectr Industry | set up and want your breakfast almost| Mr. J. (with dignity)-No, I am not ites paigichelbedg thy bhp! by no means wanting. This was parilcularly true of the scene in which the]long continued pumping on of th Nttle apprec by those not! vefore it's 1 kolng to sit around in them, hither, #0 promptly that at the moment ¢ . young hero and Autumn Cloud, the latest fall style of siron, got alons very well] tect and lexs upon the sewing machina connected nat Mr. J. (ortakly)—Well, I've got to vote. | Mra. J. (craftily)—Ab, hat Now it] 0f thelr arrival the ol General himself wife wore left elone again. owhall yes :) together in a ‘love boat" that had nothing more than silk ‘draperies with a|treadle, to produco the power necessary | one: at Home in buslne Mrs. J. (scornfully)—Got to vote? | comes out! peerage wilt cent ne gy) cn Wea yy ee evshion or two to make It comfortable, This romantle bit, beautifully written, | to operate It ‘ory comes in contact at som | Haven't you got until 5 o'clock? Mr. J. (Ill at ease)—Yes, I'm going out, | Mes Jenny and her Captain were, and "Ole. on. couta reply the door opened fas charmingly acted by George Retph and Miss Antoinette Walker, Miss| ‘The only satisfactory substitute 14/ BHM electrically contvolled apparatus. | Mr, J, (unetiously)—There's a certain] Mra. J. (coldly)—Where, anay Task? | "tt more than sufficed. rr Jullette Day was a very pretty Plum Blossom, and Miss Saxone Morland, while| the modern electric motor of s size, | * force wiich is so nearly universal in| satisfaction, a sense of duty well done,| Mr. J, (humming and thawing)—I'm| "My dear Madam,” gaia Capt. Heart- Rot altogether successful in suggesting the Oriental spirit, actet the role of the| reasonable cost, comparatively easy ap- | '{* Tw Mifications naturally requires larze | when @ man, who's keen on it, getg his|golng to watch the polls for Wilson, | 808? @ddressing himself to Hadith, “rT " h Kind Mother with real tenderness. As the exquisite Daffodil, Schuyler Ladd was| pliration and low. operating. expense, | "UTS to express Its status and prog-| vote In good and early. Mrs. J. (sniling with victous setness) | *8Ccrely crave your pardon and indul- ‘ . @aptal, Every time hs appeared he was handed a “prop” bouquet that Msured|Its method of use 1s simplicity {tsetf, | 'S* Mrs, J.—Duty well done, eh? Well, let|—Really? Watch the polis in a four | ence: The fact 1s, these Inst few days = Qs the funniest thing tn the naive production. Arthur Shaw made the property|The switch controlling the current J| AN example of these figures will give) me tell you that heretofore your duty [dollar necktle and two-dollar socks? 1]! have been in auch @ fever”— —you haven't seen Edith yet ‘ gan a delight. Hoe lozked and acted ae though he had come straight from| thrown. on, which starts the motor. ;9% {ea of thelr economic Importance. | doing has been just about as rare as the'supposo” that’s the reason why you] “Chills and fever—mostly chilis,” ine —ZoH Raven's seen RAM Veer | Chinatown. ‘In the role of Chorus, Signor Perugin! was very happy indeed. ; His] Afcor that the speed of the needle bar| The threo langest electrical corporations | jaw allows! poured a few drops of my best per-|terrupted Jenny. 1_, 48 8000 as posatble,” he replied. Then , self-satisfied smile was explained when he announced himself’ as the author of|is governed quickly and positively by |!n the United States are to-day employ-| (Mr. Jones laughs loudly and tong.) fuma under the left tapel of your coat, | “of excitement and emotion, don't: he murmured to. himaelt, “My son's the play. - ‘ . gently diminishing or increas the {INS @ total of between’ 9,000 and %,000| Mrs. J. (sourly)—Oh, you needn't think | too? you know, that @ very important, I may wife!" While tt enust be admitted that “The Yellow Jacket" grew a bit tedious at| pressure of the foot on the treadic, |Persons. ‘The weekly payroll of theso| You can get on the right side of mo by| Mr. J. (having @ M1)—You're mix-|#a¥ & very nad, commission was for Jenny led the way beck to the draw. — i finen' Mt was, beautifully done and scored’ a supcess: as’'e ‘distinct ‘dramatic II sewing machines do not run in| three compantes varies between $1,200,009 | laughing at my Jokes to-day. You never |taken-~ never—{'m sure I— the time crowded out of my memory. I | bovelty. the same direction, the electric motor |&Nd $1,200,00, do it any other time. I see through you J. (grinding it out)—Now, nee | have for you here the notebook of Laeut, is made reversible and {s alko adaptet| This 19 at least $250,000 a weck more| all right! Bento Jones! You're going | Frank Bedloe—otherwise Haverili—in slyy: Fs " for use on elther direct or alternattng|than was required tn January of the| Mr. J. (gently)—Now, aid I start any-/around to the tallor store and you're| Which Miss Gertrude Bllingham wrote Faversham in “Julius Caesar. current. Any one who can afford present year, When {t 1s remembered | thing? My, you're tn a frightful humor? | going to voto your vote and then you're |down his dying message to his young mying : . electric Nght and a sewing machine |that there are hundreds of small elec-| Mrs. J. (emphatically)—Yes, and you're |coming Tight back here and take me|Wife—to you, madam, 1@ Place my eon once ILLIAM FAVERSHAM distinguished bimeelt as a tthe, ‘alert and mag-| cannot afford to use any but electric |¢rical manufacturing companies in all|in a dangerously delightful one. Go on,| for a walk in the park Edith setzed the precious rello, clasped filled tn my heart. W netle Mare Antony in his lavish and lengthy:production of Shakespeare's! power to drive the latter. parts of the caumtry,: It will be seen| gat it out of your system. Don't you! Mr, J. (deaperately)—But I can't, I've it to hor, heart, kissed it and then tried ‘You will see his own face again, sir, “Julus Ca at the Lyric Theatre last night. ‘There was real cunning | f that the electrical Industry {s one o{| suppose I know you're ready to spring, lven my word to the party! through eyes brimming with tears to Sonne bay mae x) ny he} em j in bie conciliatory words to the conspirators, followed by true feeling in hts | Bronze Foil Tape. tremendous magnitude and Importance, | something that I'm going to kick on? | Mrs. J. (Urtefly)—Call her up and teli}acan tts blurred pages, while chokingly ory, {a8t "td enat tke boy ail men tribute to the dead Cuosar, He flashed METHOD of preventing the un- ciao: saan pace jher fs all off! uttering her thanks to Capt. Heart- Aang 4 and flamed throug) th funeral oration A tly annoyance of fly-specked mining } Mr. J. (stammering)-Why, Jutla—— father & hero. and worked an unusually large mob inte | ctric lighting fixtures is to cove S il h oue t t e S a ix s Mra. J. (putting on the thumb screws) | “How did tt come into your posses- “My words?* repeated the General, .| such a frenzy that at moments the Hast thevannoand’ garter wiih orcnee ying And what were your plans regarding | sion?” Mra, Haveril asked him, vaguely. . force of his speech wag lost, At other |tape. When tho fotl is peeled off the| me for to-nighteElection night? “Why, you see, Miss Ellingham—now, (To Be Continued) times he Incked variety and let his AcluMea WULLRS EMURS 1a have Gataln Mr. J. (seeing «loop Why, L]1 should way, Mrs, Col, Kerehival are ; drooping eyelids fall into that bad | their original finish. thought I'd hear the retur with @|West—sent it to me from Richmond as { habit he acquired when his career was | : ij ee few of the boys over at Rafferry's, be- |soon as she learned I was here, because he ming : @ matter of vo-called society plays Ie Worth of Electricity. cause I certainly do think it's a Mt }it was uncertain at what time the While he read his ines with false em HF number of things that may be night for 4 woman to be on the streets, | Colonel wold be released on his parole, Stat at ihaen, ba kave on the whole T ae iG on eo to tw jostled and handied rougity, And | ar Of The Law! a stirring performance and came off Day be pettormed with eats and then I thought I'd cot o hy “Here they are! called the deep, ° with new honors of which be may we! malarity Co anp tanta warty at alnateicits \ you an hoarse yolce of Gen, Buckthorn, as he be proud. Hie may be equally proud of are really surprising. B ing on a and & hentia OF: be blustered in, attended by the faithful Sergt. Barket. “Ladies, welcome to our camp! Jenny, haven't you relieved the captain yet? Order him to the his proluction of the play. The sennte chamber scene, for one, ts a triumph. This has been splendidly staged. The acting way not always 80 satis- fying as the scenery. Tyrone Power flayed Brutus with a ain massive MD icturenqueness, but he failed to reallze the austere nobility’ of the character, Gut he was not without dignity ant \ strength. Frank Keenan was such @ hopelessly bad Cassius that it was a eellef to see him kil) himself, But he jup in bed and por, You used to Mra. J. (with a Oh, how sweet of you, DARLING! But, ‘i + lyou know, I've sort of lost my taste DULG: rogmedieit ® yO oe ot oe “Bout face!) March!’ commanded |jrolled Inbater and champagne down at |9* Buckthorn, In hep atrictent mill ne RAL place where they have 9 | tary style, i good cabaret, You won't mind alter-| Heartsease marched. Jenny slipped ing your wonderfully considerate plans |® arm around Eqdith’s waist and for my weltare, do you, di walked with her toward a window al- sweet of you to think about 1h; |cove, Mrs, Havertl! would have fol- basis of ten cents per kilowatt hour, fs a liberal charge, tt i# found an amount of current costing « cent will do any one of the follo things: | | Bring to a boll .two quarts of water, run an electric brofler for six minutes, Joperate a twelve-inch fan two ours, | erate an electric griddle eight minutes, |heat a luminous radiator elght minutes, |make a Welsh rarebit in an electric —eEOe might hi red us the sight of al chafing dish, run a sewing machine Mr, J. (finding that the loopho lowed, but Gen. Buckthorn approached that gore he spilled, There was quite motor three hours, keep a foyr-inch blank wall)—I'm going out to vote, he ‘avely and gently, to whisper: enovgh blood in the first act to satisty William Faversham as Antony. dise stove hot for fifteen minutes, oper- Mrs. J. (sweetly)—An right, ‘Will you come with me, Mra, Haver- the most rabid realist. Fuller Mellish late a seven-inch frying pan for twelve “| know of one man whe takes Iffe ¢--".” heart, there's a 1? I must have you’ by yourself, to Played Caesar very well. Miss Julla Opp dieplayed her opulent beauty to great minutes, make four cups of coffee in a Auten shin? (Old Manashacare store at the corner—on't forget to put |prepare you for something that is vantage as Portia, But may ask why Portia is now called Brutus's |percodtor, keep the foot-warmer hot for o's that? O! joneybage? . your nickel in the right place! | seine tosstartle you, but will do you “plaything’? This doesn't sound a bit like Shakespeare, ® quafter of an hour, keep a six-pound “No. Pill, th yotor.” die Mr. J. Undistinotly)—Oh, —t good, Yq@ur bushand to here, and you | ’ ) | ne ereeene nse mn SS NT