The evening world. Newspaper, December 28, 1912, Page 9

New York’s Fast Pace Makes a Month Here Too Much for a Widow} But if She Has Good Staying Powers and No Heart Trouble, Says Miss Effie Shannon, Who Plays One of That Sort, She May Hold Out for Six Weeks. BY CHARLES DARNTON. FTER a month in New York A the fagged widow from Brook- line, Mass., Who makes “Years of Discretion” a three-act joy, sums it up by wailing: “My ears are tired holding up my hatyand my eyes.are strained reading without glasses. The bones in my collar stick into me VENING WORLD, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 28 AT THE KIDDIES’ PL ‘ a LORD HUBERT does New York care for the crfticiem (Hegh Finney). ofthe outside world? We'll continue OH SCC HIRE AY HOUSE, WITH KIDDIE ACTORS, © @ @ @ @ _ KIDDIE USHERS AND A KIDDIE PLAY Copyright, 1912, by the Press Publishing Co. (The New York Evening Werld.) JUG UOCCOUIQUC OUT OU OCIOOOUDOGIE SOO URUOOOO008 CODOC COCCI TT Ou DOO IOC COC OCI OUT. CSIC CIN BOC OC I FON ICC NC DR. GUSTY vear the high heels, the tightest skirts, the largest hats, and the most powder and paint posaible, so long these things are fashionable, and matters not at all communities say or think about it. So, too, do we subseribe to the habit of drinking a well-made cocktail before dinner and smoking a cigarette after- ward,” Miss Shannon how life. at what more sedate laughed when asked long she thought a widow In real coming from another city, espe- claly if she happened to be forty-cight, could stand the New York pace. “A month here would probably be too much for the average widow from out of town,” ghe decided. “If she nas good staying powers and no heart trou- ble I should say about six weeks, It takes just that time to finish the widow in ‘Years of Discretion.’ But she ts ohe wemen in a thousan!, and she has cruelly and there isn’t room enough to sit down in my skirt. With five pairs of zarters I can’t stand or sit. When I am out I pose on the edge of a chair, my back like a ramrod and my waist in a vise. All my teeth ache, and the massagist has pounded me into a jelly. I feo! like a bone- less sardine. And I'm just about ready to quit!” Miss EMfe Shannon, who makes this welcome visitor altogether charming and, amusingly human, confessed as she} leaned back in a comfortable chair that | the role is something of a change for hee. ' “Do you wonder, she asked, “that it} has turned my bead a little? I must confess to @ real Joy in we; "s wowns that reyeal something more than my ialents, as you remarked, And why! not? 1am not the Queen of Spain, and} she was, 1 belleve, the only woman! who never gloried in a pair of legs.| And yet-would you eHeve there are any number of o!d theatregoers who are positively scandalized that Qeme Shamnon should play a part that gives her @ chance to show a little more than her ankles. You see, I have a terrtb! past to live down. Ai! th parts I have played were those of heroines who rejoiced in all the virtues nthe orthodox generations of breeding behind her. 9 18 iWAree: LADY DOR e Hopper). New England makes for polso His’ week has certainly been an eventful one for all kiddl especially for the kiddies of New York, for besides all the presents ta brought they have been given # beautl- ful little playhouse way up high in the |dome of the Century Theatre. But that lisn't all, no, sir-ee. ne best part I |that this theatre has all kiddie actors, \™ ho play kiddies’ plays to the very ap- |preciative kiddie audiences, and just) and its shabby inmates, Indeed \ Fairy Queen acts as Cupid jn a doll's Mance between Peter Piper of Racket+ ty Packetty and Lady Patricia of Tidy the {think of It, they have a jolly ttle mat!-|Castle, For Lady Patricia hates the [nee idol all their very own, Nothing | Sti, stupid way they live in the castle | could be sweeter, now could it? His|@nd much prefers to dance ‘round and | name is Master Gabriel, and a brighter, |'TOUNd and kick up her heels as hign as her head as Racketty Packetty do, Thanks to Queen Crosspatch and the workers, she finally marries the entertaining little Peter Piper, who at one time keeps the kiddie audience in cunninger little mite you never saw. There tn the big picture you see first | Baby Edna Wallace Hopper as Lady Doris in the company of Lord Hubert. They both belong to Tidy Castle and PRTER (Master Gab; stitches when he decides to die for love of his lady, but fs quickly cured when Queen Crosspatch tells him that dying of love is out of date. The kiddie audience gets another big laugh over Dr. Guetibus's watch, which he could not make go after Racketty | Te OE SO (Ww. HOP Packetty dollies had used It as a play ball at ono time and a frying-pan a another. And you ought to h ween the kid. dies straining in their chairs when Kill mankeg imitated a dancing doll. are very stylish dollies indeed, Third is Cynthia, thé spoiled kiddie who loves Tidy Castle with its lords and ladies, and wants to burn Racketty Packetty | house and all {ts dollies, and she would THE oldest man in Vv You see, as she wheeled ‘round and ‘round CUE RU UE IC TT KG. she bent so far back that Meg and Peg kept close behind her to catch her If she fell, and the kiddies were gure she would fall. When the curtain went down on the second scene of the third act, that was all to the play of “Rackotty Packetty House.” ‘Then the kiddies stroiied around the Children's Theatre and peeped into all tho little dressing rooms and watched the wheels go ‘round and enjoyed them: Mked until t wae time to ELEANOR @CHORER, it “Sailor Dan” of tis Battery, “235 Years ‘|New York Explorers’ Club Hears Before the Mast,” Spins a Yarn.! Graham's Polly, { Stefansson on the Merry Esquimaux. ILHJALMUR STEFANSSON, dis j explorer, “and I engaged three Eaqui- , 7 “We had a terrible time on the last coverer of the blond Kequimaux! maux to accompany me. There wan a too were It not for Queen Crosspatch, | the world, It Batt oy eT meder bk aa CHONG, GAA | and the man who finds his way/ heavy fall of snow and the going wi the good fatry and her Little Green tery mathematl-!«sattor Dan" yesterday. “We had gone! 4Found the unexplored rim of the Arctic | bad. Hach man took turns in going Workers, who love Racketty Packett, | clans are to be re-lup the River Platte, in South America,|Ocean as easily as the average New 4. oe brskion teu) ! i ied upon, Is “Sailor | One fine morning we discovered that the| Yorker explores Greenwich Village! “We had not deen going long when Dan” McGinn, com-| ship was not moving forward an inch,|W4s telling stories at the Explorers’): noticed that when I was tho trail mander and crew of tl rowboat ‘Bally. “Sallor Dan” has been known around the New York water-) front as long as the oldest waterman can remember, “Sailor Dan” MeGinn end Willlam .Francis Quigley, better known as “Honest BIN" Quigley, are the two Buttery pboatmen, ‘Honest Bill," who confesses to fifty-one years, says that when he was @ small toddler “Sailor Dan" gave him penntes where- | with to pu: ase sweeties. And now the Battery 1s busing with the rumor that “Sailor Dan” te going! to marry, For ages it has been known | that “Sailor Dan's", two maiden sisters | have worried for fear their mariner brother would get married. The row-| boat ‘Sally 1s named in honor of Dan's sweetheart, Last week “Sallor Dan” purchased a plece of land and a house near Inwood, N. J., and at once, | water-frort circles began to hear whis- pers of Dan's matrimonial intentions, ‘Time was when Dan served before the mast and weathered many a howling Igale, It ts of his deep sea experiences that he loves to talk. At the Battery Dock office a record of Dan's sea vide has been religiously kept. It totals up 26 y Dan's most tirilling ex- perience was aboard the American bark One on Dougherty. ECOND Deputy Police Commis ro sioner George 8. Dougherty or- MiSS EFFIE SHANNON IN THE ACT OF SAYING “NEW YORK 18 S Goa: eles wn ba ee 8 DEVILISHLY WICKED.” Broadway German restaurant the other sweet young things In white muslin and pale blue ribbons—wronged-sweethearts robed in clinging blac understood and neglected wives with neat white col- lare and cuffs, and skirts sagging in the back, Do you any those old-time heroines mine ever used rouge, or smoked a cigaretie, or showed her—er—ankles, or drank a co should say not! Now just tmagtr ing that sort of heroine for years and then jumping Into like that of Mra, Farrell Howard, whici pe suppose ft a role ite me to dmdulge in all the “leasures of ‘he fashionable world and vel the fast pace set by New York.” ‘Do you consider it faster than the pace set by any other large A oan city—Chicago, for or @an Francs Instance; or Bo: ton, “Good gracious, yes!" exclaimed Miss Shannon, her big blue eyes retlectiug her astonishment. “There's no e minemg matters, Ne wrk iw devit ishly wicked, an on the fact, Just as liosion Ii be pointed to the seat of culture, #0 New York likes to hear itself talked about @s the gayest of cides, What n prides Itsei So eR aa durance, For the average woman, how- ena eee ee ay. Apparently the waiter did not ever—for the woman from Chi-ago or? Sharkey’s First Lobster. | tiink a patron should have coffee with Milwaukee or Cleveland—I should say OM SHARKEY 1s very proud that! hig junch—all his life the watter had the limit was about four weeks, “It is @ curious thing that the New | York wonian, born and bred, can stand jand does s'and more than any other i t's because it's in her blood, T sup- pose. Of course, We must remember |that the fast pace kills lots of | York women-it's only the survivors we p. That why the w York n Is the handsomest, most radiant | nature has dug up somebody who “looks ike me and fights lke me" in the person of Soldier Kearns, { At any rate Dougherty failed te Yom has been living over the past of hie coffer with his lunch.. After a bit late in the contemplation of this won-|the waiter passed by and Dougherty erful happening, It's a long time age; yelled at him, The waiter kept right on. that the sailor pug game to this little| Again Dougherty saw the walter, and |town and mado his Wrst foray among| again ne yelled, and again was he tx- he cafes and the lobater palaces, Tim | 0004 MoGrath {t was who when training the wonder of the sea brought him to his| Doumherty pounded the table with the been serving beer with lunch, w and interesting woman in the world. |Hy4¢ Jobster, ‘Tim invited him to the|/handle of hia knife, made loud hissing She ts picked stock, To be able to 69 |jonster and the er made a hit. |sounds through his teeth and mustache ishionable pace and to Wve} say. ey to thé walter, ) and warbied “Kellner!” in his most «u!- through It all argues that such a wo- le |holding the sea food by « and h'>/cet tones, The waiter pa man must be endowed with super mouth full of the “bird,” “bring me a| dh by, | health, splendid poise and alert mental | dozen more of thim |for, according e the waite '. pool | faculties, Take for example the Brook-! png watier changed his napkin from|#é@ntieman wants his col und) afte: | ne widow's New York friend, Mrs. |the right to the left arm, shifted his feet jlunch, | | Brinton, as portrayed by Miss Putnam. and rubbed hig hands, He was a polite! Finally Dougherty got peeved. lie; There you have the typical New York | waiter and didn't want to offend the | summoned head walter, The head! nan, In her you see a woman who neen ‘on the go’ all her life, yet at -seven she Is as fresh as a dalsy. ot fighter. walter slid up to the table "yelled Doughertye Hore 1 —are you expecting @ party, and he bowed politely vhat kind rap to that oint ts this? # she complain of being tired? > Sharkey suspended action on the lobe five times and.he never even gives a bit of it! It is her pride and glory |ster and with his left hand indicated Pas 5 to stay in harness ti! the end. The | his breast the blade of his knife. cMment in/mal ! | Brookline widow cannot keep up the | Tapping his breast with the knife and | la ‘police, sor H | pace for the simple reason that it Is |gazing at te Ganymede from under bia iy ae ty | not In her blood and breeding to do a0, shaggy eyebrows, he s)vok his head up o" to the dovlzna of @ whereas you could no more stop the |and:@own and tn tones not to be mis- ether, “Give a tum 4 police for New York widow than you could held a | aderatood sald: racehorse," ‘ “Wm the peru eoting or acknowledgment of s ebidentthreennnee riicestorncmentew iriver that they held j said John, although we had every inch of gan she would carry spread, Well, wir, we! on found the cause of the troubl We had encountered a flock of eel Yea, sir, and those eels so filled the | us back for four And then the next day we had © most severe rain storm I ever went through. We had to keep below deck: When we came up we found that it had rained toads and fish, The decks were! so covered that we had to shovel them Into the rive “Sailor Dan" also loves to dwell upon hia experiences as a whaler, He will tell and retell of a tale of a huge whale which was landed by his ship and which| upon being opened disclosed a man ait- ting on a chalr smoking @ pipe, Every day, rain or shine, the year round “Sailor Dan" goes aboard the “Sally” and pulls about the bay seekin trade, His work {is to take ship haw. sers and carry them to the ple He} will tell you that his profession ts that of a ship docker, Club recently which fllustrated the de- lghtfully teral way the north Alaskan aborigines accept the teachings of the | Masionaites, “When the first lonely missionary pen- etrated the country beyond Point Bar- row, laws of a@ religious training was that against breaking the Babbath. ‘The Lord will te angry If you drop your nets in the river on Sunday,’ the missionary commanded, ‘Don't do it,’ Well, the missionary went further up the coast and wh after aix months, he returned to the place of his first ministry he found that all of the newly | converted Chriaians had obeyed him. Not a net was dropped on the seventh day, But they fished with hook “And what was more flagrant stilt, the tip had passed all up and down the coast that if persons fished with hooks on Sunday they would be blessed with luck: ‘The missionary had aid as much.” One of Siefansson's best yarns of the blubber country was on himself, When he arrived among the converted Haqul- maux he found them all Church of Eng- land men, for of such religious persuasion aad been the missionary, They asked Siefansson about his faith and he frankly confe: i that he did not belong to the (Church of England, ‘Once not long after my arrival at ‘this particular village [ had occasion to. make a hike up the coast,” said the A Bowery Secret. the days when John MoOGurk, who reported dying in San Francisco a few days ago, ran ‘Suicide Hall" on} the Bowery, he had a brother who acted | * cashier, ‘The brother contracted tuberculosis and was sent to @ sani- tarlum in Sullivan County: In a few months John got word that his brother was about all In. He could barely whisper as he motioned weakly to John to sit beside the bed. "Jon: he gasped, “I've had some- thing on my mind and I can’t die keep- ing it @ secret, I must tell you.” Painfully le reached under the pillow and pulled out @ fat roll of money. John! counted the rell. It totalled $2,700, “It's ail yours, John," wheezed tho| dying man. “I nicked it from you whil I was your cashier, Now I can dic happy.” | McGurk returned to New York, ex- pecting to go back to Sullivan County soon to attend the funeral, But the brother began to mend, Within a year! was well-and broke, He came Jol he to} New York and naw job am cas The brother went and behind ¢ fret object t large, new, g!) ba caw to Sulelde Hall) » desk. Tne} t his eye was @ tering ead @aute cash mus bis ¢ iT Mr. Thomas Tells This. A A he one at the dinner to Ge ulger at the Waldorf-Astoria: wee sina’ hours, Just as he h the head bedroom from the library shelves, drops into « big easy chair and has the book spread across his jap as his wife enters “Jown! thin hour?” she asks, “Just reading, dear. ‘This book been in the Mbrary five years made up_my ménd dozens of times read it, To-night I'm going to finish it Don't worry, my dear, You go to bed Vil continue reading. The wife, in tone of mingled disgus \d authority, replies “John, close up that checkerboard and come to bed He reaches the Ibi of the stairs ding to her Oe Tavares NG Downtown Note. HE ts a certain mother down n the Washington Square district whose two smal) boys have just reached t where, by standing on 4 oha > able to answer the telephone. all came and the nbed up on his perch o answer it this Mrs. uery. o ma'am, it ain't,” he replied, jeer Uttle bag.” Blank's reside * was t's Stefansson said, “he undertook to teach the Esquimaux that one of the first UGUSTUS W. THOMAS told this eléet | band who had dined and wined | to the ‘limit finds his way home in the ‘3 hin wife's footsteps at! He hastily reaches for a book what are you doing here at} has I've to breaker the other three Exquimaux would not walk in my trail, but nt to all the labor of breaking another to one aide, I asked one of them why they did this, “The missionary says we should not walk In the footsteps of the ungodly,’ ho replied.”* He wrote if | for the paper . BY ELEANOR SCHORER in A eb hay ame’) LITTLE BO PEEP, USHER TO THB* KIODIES. * st George Cohan a Farmer? Yep! this piece i BY GEORGE M. COHAN. ) IT'S TRUE-I am going to Y be @ farmer, After next season T will leave the stage. My next searon Is not going to be a Patt! farewell, Tam just acting for three or four y good rest and get acquainted with my two little daughte No, air, 1 am not going to leave Broadway; and yes, sir, I am going to | | | | ry street and I've had some wonderful ‘mes up and down It, and it Is because Of these good times that I have #@ erslatently boosted the White Streaiy Why, look at the songs I've written” about the famous thoroughfare, “Give My Regards to Broadway," “Too Manyt Miles from Olt Broadway," “Alb Aboard for Broadway,” “The Broadway and the plays—"4 Minutes From Broadway, “The Man Who Owns Broadway,” and my present vehicle, “ ‘Broadway’ Jones.” ® I think I deserve this rest, for T have been working hurd for nearly twenty years, I began writing short sketohew wifen I was fourteen years of age. I b to write three-act plays whem T was twenty. I not only wrote, rehearee®@ and staged these plays but appeared In most of them as well, Then I began to write plays for other people and staged, rehearsed and produces them. I flgure that t have been doing the work of eight or ten men, and I'm tired.” Not the kind of tired tha: the doctor pregeribes for, but rather the kind that makes a man long to sit close to a big open fireplace with his sippered feet |mr. COHAN WILL DOA FURROW | DANCE, | become a farmer, Of course I try to do all the work on the farm ane | won't | I won't try to keep in the atmosphere to the extent of wetting up at 4A. M./ | to milk & flock of cows or feed a herd | of ¢ M4, but farm will be con- | ducted on agie agrievftural prin: | ciples and I will be in the look-out chair to that nothing is left undone | | that may make it a success, | But ev #0, Broadway and [ wis aot part , 3 dove the dear old a Sen jthouigh he di on the fender and a good book In hie mitt. That's what L want to do—read and write—and believe me, I'm going to exe ercise this ambition to the full, Qf ourse I'm going to retain all my thee + trical interes: but I am not going te be active in thelr management. My partner will attend to that, and while he is doing so 1 am Kolng to read and** write and write and read—fiction, roe * mance, advent stories of travel, large doses of Shakespeare and ~ a . splash of the classics, Listens Aine doesn't it? Don't think my physician has infly- tire, al d me in my decision to suggest that @ vacation” would do me no harm. I have never em- joyed as good health as during the past two or three years, and I never felt better in mJ life than I do this minute. | Just the same, | am going to play thle reat thing off the board, m going 0 svcile down on @ big farm in iy native State of Rhode Tale and, ac! fam wolng after this f lite As fast as you ever saw bry sl shows move, and betweem times, 6 hile pelng the culty ong and harvesting of my Lam song to read and read, and and write, and romp with my chil@rem, You must come up some time Seta batind SOF aloud,