The evening world. Newspaper, December 28, 1912, Page 11

The Evening DEAREST AND BeTEST OF BAR AND SWEETEST RESOLUTION I MADE FoR YA/PoP Omics ew Yar kvcome Wendl. MR. JARR FLOUNDERS OUT OF HIS ELEMENT. HE eomptuous apartments of Mra Clare Mudridge-Smith’s wealthy dusbend, in the Highcosta Arms on Riverside Drive, were brilliant with @lectric lights shining through colored @nd cut glaes Clodes on the usilest Ort | Baroness, an authority on such things, @njects that money could buy. immediately whispered that it was the Mes. Clara Mudridge-Smith received | ribbon of the Order of the Iron Owl, the guests, assleted by @ very fat Ger-|Conferred upon those whe had gained Wan daroness whose terms were $300 a/ the notice of the late Ludwig of Ba- night. ria for thelr ability to stay up bats Of the fair youns matron's guests ail | pnd, encourage the brewing industry and were very wealthy and stupid except ®| Guests who had previously arrived Very few of the friends of her spinst ‘hood, who, while they may have been stupid, were not at all wealthy. ‘These included Mrs, Jarr and Mrs Maagie, who, cs] Mr. Jarr and Mr, Ran- Across @ fairly clean shirt the -:oad ¢rimaon ribbon of some order. The First, that these twenty-room apart- ments in the Highcosta Arms rented for thirty thousand dollars a year! And, second, that they contained eo themselves during the reception and| twenty-five bathrooms! As there wae a Witingly commented on the taste of the bevels foe. peo many, te ay wi rich furniahingy, the appearance of the| ttigerating leeboz, and two to some of Coste Arms one could takega bath every hour of the day without Waiting one's turn. What more can money do? ‘The affair is very recherche!’ said slaves for bim, had stood out for one| Mr. Dinkston aftably. “Sumptuous thing, and thet was that a most re-| Without ostentation, ¢! it and x markably intellectual thougn eccentric | With that exquisite distinction, wit! person he had recentiy met—Mr, Michae, | Which luxury becomes flamboyant!’ ed one by one tiey Mr. Dinkston who had fur} The whisper went ail around that the newly arrived distingulshed-looking ) guest of the evening had ‘the air!” ‘and that the Baroness (and she knew) bad Mudridge-Smith and the | sald aot Grabhelmer stood, Drs, Alud- hd pody having arrived, the hostess ridge-Smlth said: her costly fan on her knuckl Hevprendeee 1 iis Madam Squallini, wouldn't m: for the world!” Th win Aieie @ buzzing of the conversation rose saree imersaiee Loja ar higher, as Mr. Pinkfinger took his place Pet ne mecene }at the plano to accompany Madam been a Lady-In-Waiting before thcas| bd severed i sndorean, readful scandals, don't you know! MUA ae Gee wane cae onbuoks. ning was on! It was « great ‘There was no doubt that Clara Mudridge-Smith had busted right into foie Sie BERS Sve = _ Sienna higher circles! met with) that the Baroness was w tug & book, "Secret Memoire of th rt of Saxony.” Thelr compilation delayed, however, owing to thw fact that the Baroness bad not yet) Jearned to write. fMARCUS, The Board ‘Avrival German Baroness, who also ped recelve, when her feo was met, at high New York soctal functions, was authority for this nt, and | aleo’ for the whi nuendo that the Barones® Grab! c title was only oe the Fourth Clase, and had been 3 stowed for ‘her hi so capably ful- fled the function of nursemald to royal twins, some thirty years before, But a trnce to this society tattle! Mr. Michael Angelo Dinkston was the sensation of the evenin, when he ar- rived in the recelving line. He wore Flying to ‘indie. ie English aviator, Cody, ts mak- ing plans to take part in the fil from London to India, This event haw lately been organized and is likely to be of great interest on account of the unueuel Women, sonnivomen, thats Ail Ad De Lacey—Say, what's the matter with the women, anyway? De Courcey—Don't ask me! My daughter has just joined the “marriage strike.” Swears she'll Femain single till workingmes get shorter hours, De Lacey—And mine is walking to Albany, You ARB To BE CONGRATULATED USTARD T THouGHT YA WOULD TSE PLEASED POR MRS. MUSTARD WiLL LOVE YA DEARLY Too? wee Her Tcnaer Heart, She—Mrs, Mo.ust-i9 eo-theughtful. Sbe bas gost bought a beautiful warm muffler for her husband's automobile buy @ pair ef shoes for mine. The Ten-Year-Old, Father—My, but you're getting bright, Young Tom—Sure, Pop! I'm eo bright that you call me eon. ~—— “We may have been bad in our day,” howled the wolves, “but it’s rubbing tt in to compare ue to a New York PRONE Oar bunch.” Craus 5 ou, MRS MUSTARD? SAY WHAT ARE You DRIVING AT? WHAT Donald—Aye, on’ I’m prood o the name, I'm the Macintosh! t MoGinnio—aw fer phwat dd ye lave @ to § the Heelande, the day? Ye're ashamed te weer tt. That's what ye are! NOT. FROM iad SNAKES’ MISERY. Bante Claus 4id not get to Snakes’ Misery this year either. This makes seven years band run- ming that he's skipped the town. Bill Nary bet Joe Hicks there wouldn't be @ @ingle Christmas tree in town, and Bill won. Henry Carey got the biggest one of the season @@ the Ledge farm. Might rattles. ‘The old year goes out with only six cases of typhoid fever in town and four of diphtheria, Hail the new! Head Policeman Waldo was @ visitor this anne the Brona, week. Big Bill Edwards is thinking of spending Sun- éay in our midi Jack Rose | parlor over Hi piece for a Sunday newspaper in the big town. “Rattlesnake Pete, the Terror of Midnight Quich,” te the offering at the Elite moving pic- ture hoyse next week. Our local nimrods are anxious to glimpse the cus, Just Escaped, “Yes,” aid Bkelly tne Pip to @ fellow-pick- pocket, “I just saved myself by rare presence of mind. ‘I want a room,’ says I to the clerk of the Fitz-Astor, ‘Will you bave the suite de luxe? @ays he And say, 1 was just going to beat it when I thinks to myself, Well, 1 ain't in the ‘Tombe." busy week in bis icv cream How to Avoid a Cold. When you see it coming just step to one side anc let {t pass by. fectly, Parisitet TYULL-FIND A QUIET ay L BIN! ne. aviedayt: December 28, No, indeed, they are not walking to Albany. Eatelle prefers her Manhattan end Lulu fuet loves The Canary Bird—Mise Flo speake French per- The Bat—Why shouldn't she? Now Wepengns, 1913, ay we Outing Pesusmag Us.) t " peg the Pia senas se, Sean a CHAPTER XXVIII. (Continued) In Defiance of the Law. ANY times during the first half hour of the ride Norton looked furtively at his chief, Certain things that Mrs. Norton had told him ‘held a prominéat Place In hie thoughts, and mingling with these ti 8 was tho recollection of * conv ion that he had held with Hollie day when both of them had been riding this same trail and Hollie bad stopped off at the Hasieton cabin. Many times Norton emiled. He would have liked to refer to that conversation, but hesitated for fear of seeming to meddle with that which did not concern him He membered the Gays of his own court- Jealously he bad guarded @ longer hie thoughts dwelt upon the incident that had been related to him by Mrs. Norton the harder it became to keep silent. But he managed to repress his feelings for the first half hour and then, moved by an {internal mirth that simply would not be held im check longer, he cackled w Hollis shoot He cackled again, his mirth WELL , THOUGHTFUL OF you witha! i The Coming of the Law 8 “THE TWO-GUN MAN'S” Greate: By Charles Aldea cater a quick glance fre ® as he caught the surprised > wee. wel’ THaTs VERY and pussies expression of Heilis'e fae « same in every “Il know there'e ferent waye of makin’ it—in Lem he continued; “the folks whieh wri books make their men aa’ at it all kinds of ways, But ever know any one in real life 357. Ese E30! i 3 Norton cackle@. “No,” that's tre peculiar rt of" al cE 8 “i mt “ner Ps rat time, jut they all make same way. That's why it ( inal. You take a man which love with o girl—eny men, want any one to know that he’ tae her—he feels sorta sheepish itt $503 a ly not yin’ any. the somes tanh more. ‘Takes to actin’ reserved like at gentle. B experi nce can ‘There oym| ain't no way to hide it” Had Norton looked at Hollis new be might have ter'g lip suddeniy straimht body sttfton ae he drew hi his pony abruptly also reined in and Norton. it to one of the fingers spreading ou:, raaive. he warned sharply, months before, mi forming, But the sky was clondines, He j looked again at Norton, Thi | aves shone prteh:ty in the m [he leaned tor to stampede atte on a night Uke An’ them's cattle!" e: we Tt was abou a hundred ridge toward whie ee ee ing. and Hol! i plunge the spurs into his saw the animal rush forward, Mote his own animal the spure and in an &, stant was at Norton's alde, mounted at the hot! the reine over bis stealthily to jowed wan.