The evening world. Newspaper, January 4, 1913, Page 11

Aleut ae rs tw AGAIN a ome at, yaa Tm Ged ce MR. JARR LISTENS TO A MOMENTOUS SECRET. 66 HY, you're home early!” sald — Mra. Jare in eome surpri “Clara Mudridge-Smith has Just gone.” | Mr. Jarr didn't say anything, and Mrs, Jere regarded him curiously. “What's the matter with you?” she aeked. “Tine te a nice way to begin the new year, coming home—and coming heme from your crontes—and coming home from your favorite resort, that dreadful Gus's place on the corner—with @ frown on your face! “And yet you are the man who carries om if I have a headache and look tired | and have deen worried to death by the | ohiléren and Gertrude wasting and! burning! And you make your boast that j you are always cheerful in the house and it's my fault if we have a word"—-— Mr. Jerr put his hand over her mouth, ‘ever mnd the old game of atart- “tng @ row by blaming it on me In the ‘veginning. I'm onto that, What I want » pow fe, what is that silly, empty- overdressed dame, Clara Mud- eo putting you up to? Talk bout ME! Talk. ebout married men! It’e the married women these days who don't appreciate home ties and old fash- foned domestic happiness!” “Yes, they do!’ repiled Mrs. Jarr atoutly. “If we don't see their pictures and names in the papers we do the freak women's, the notoriety seekins wemen, the foolleh women, it's because, thank goodness, there's 20 many of the good, nice, home loving women, young} anf ol4, married and single—good daughters, good wives, good sisters, good Mothers—that the freak women ARE freak women by their very rarity in ¢omparison?" ‘This eloquent presentment of actual facte he could not dispute put Mr. Jarr fm his place. “Well,” he growled sulkily, ‘what’ this flopping I heard that overdressed £601 woman coaxing you to do?" To his eurprise Mrs. Jarr leaned ‘against the lintel of the door and Jaughed till she was weak. ‘Listeners generally hear no good of themselves,” she said finally, “but this! time you worried because you didn't ‘tn@erstand what you heard when you <Jqrere enooping around, Talk about women being curious and keen to hear things ¢hat do not concern’ them! Men as vad, Well, for that 1 WILL flop" “Where you going to lop? When are you going to flop?” asked Mr. Sarr! @ruffly, “It you are going to flop with Clara Mudridge-Gmith, you had better I may 60 to flopping, too, and MH flop right off the water wagon “That's only a question of time any- way,” said Mre. Jarr. “And the threat joesn’t ecare me in the lvast. But, see- 0 curious, I'l tell about flopping. It simply means: If a} woman dresses In the advanced etyles | ane'e got to flop, to flop I'ke a sea lon.” What?’ gasped Mr. Jarr. ‘That’ sho app , anit “Stupid! Certainly you remem: Mrs. Jarr impatiently. $ @uch @ pronounced fishtail! And you remember I told you the ac- tress must have brought it from Paris! And don't you remember when we we: abroad we saw the sheath gown, @ yer before it got here, because it takes a year for the modes to get in vogue in this country, a ‘full year at least after they have been created in Paris and What's all this got to do with flop- Ping? That's what [ want to know!” grumbled Mr, Jarr, “I heard Clara Mudridge-Smith tell you that young girls would flap and and young matrons would flop and that Mra, Stryver eouldn’t flop, but you should!” “That's what I'm coming to, if you'll only be patient and let me ‘explain,”’ sald Mrs. Jarr. ‘Well, the fishta:l gowns are in, or rather the sea lion of- fects, and of course you kriow corsets gone out? Nobody wears them any more, nor petticoats." “I am proud to say T am not in a Position to know,” said. Mr. Jarr vir- tuous! posed Mr. Jarr. . “And the heelless slipper'is in vogue. Heels have gone out, too," Mra, Jarr went on. “So, if one wears the sea Non effect, or fish 1 does without ps. But, dant ung kirls flap because they asked Mr, Jarr, “And older women flop because they are flop- pers, But why can't Mrs, Stryver flop? She can afford the gowns.” “Bhe's too fat to flop, 8) ‘put in in trails, and one} the dowaxer class at last,” said Mrs. Jarr, “She's forming a soclety to leg-! islate against the new fashions and the tango and the turkey trot.’ with her dill, Will you pay her or shall I go to « new one for my neat frook? a ° The Sott Answer. ‘The Mother—"Tell me frankly, sir, what do you think of my daughter's voice?” Tho Professor—"Madam, I think she may have & brilliant future in water-color painting.” py Revenge. The Judge—It seems to me that I have seen you before. Prisoner —You ‘have, Your Honor; I taught your daughter singing lesso: The Judge—Thirty Chtef—Um, ant whith- er wenteth our little Talk-the-Vote? Squaw—Into . the desp recesacs of the forest, my lord, to shoot a set of furs. Chtef—Um, then she will give her rifle a chance to speak, It FAMILY’ with several chiléren to share epart- ‘ment with aged bachelor. +A WAITER who will devote his time to serving Patrons without ithrowing out the customary hints that he is oxpecting a tip. STHNOGRAPHER,. youn, will pay: no.attention to anything in the office except her work. GIRL for factory’ work. wage and treated like a human being. — ACQUAINTANCE with a plain gensible girl, without money. Object matrimony, ——_ make joy before we eat! Mre. Makafront—Jack, my dresemaker ta here Father—Will you have epme of the turkey, Sytvcater? Sylvester—If you refer to the meleagria Americana, father, the large American meteagridotd related to the pheasant, that waa domesticated by the Mexican Indians and introduced into Kurope in 1585, Not Wanted: : eee eats By John L. Hobble. N ASSISTANT manager who will treat a collector with the sama respect. that he does a customer who is spending ‘some @nd attractive, who Will be given living Cannibal—Sing! dance! Missionary—Bay, what #94 from the opporiunities. HOCOLATE HE BRINGS MB! “Ah! said Mr. Jarr feelingly. “Fat ja well! to fashion and flopping!” TAM econ: MARCUS, The Boarding House Goat aes Paes Naw GPTLE DEADED TE ARTI, HONE HE PRET TAT ALAM a ‘BOUNCED SAID. I7ES UPON. Us DOME! HAVE DARKENED THE ROOM THAT YOUNELD WOT af PAINFUL (Copyright, 1912, by the Outing Publishing Co.) SYNOPAIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS, K bey take t ond unlavey epraee latter thyeahea bi ro or CHAPTER XXX. (Comuinued.) Forming a Friendship. . heap of poetry you doi’ these days, Husky? Husky—I spends the A. Ma pickin’ opportunities and I epends the P. M.e pickin’ the Rusty—A good line, Husky; a good Une, Fol- do you think Tam—a cab- ‘wed it m Hil me hearin’ wont back on me and I couldn't hear the opportunities knockin’ at aret? And, anyway, I the door. didn't ask for clube; what 1 want from you t a heart, avolded looking at the out- stretched hand, But now he looked at it, took It and held it for an instant, his bruised ind swotten face taking on an expres ion of lugubrious self-pity. “I reckon I've got it in the neck all he said finally. “ @ot"—— His gaze his eyes gleamed with a _~s— Exc.us.ve. ‘Wanted—Situation by a gardener who 4ige in earth that je not‘ worth a nundred 4 &@ square foot. J, CLARENCE BESTERRA, 11 Chatham Square, Manhattan-on-Hudaon, He held up the injured member for 4 From where Hollis and Nellie Hazel- ton sat on the ridge they could look miles down the Coyote trail, into Devi!’ ud gen the two big cot wood trees that stood beside Big Elk swing, above which, on the night of storm, Hollia had been attacked by ‘etch of plain above the make out the Circle butidings, lying close to the banks Tt was in the late afternoon and the gun had gone down behind the Blue | Peaks, though Its last raye were jus of the ridge near had called her that {t was time they started for the ‘some one is coming IT have been watch “Wait,” sho satd up the Coyote tra’ ing him for ten minutes.” Hollis faced the trail and watched alec. In a quarter of an hour the man came out of Devil's town over night.” % For an instent it scomed : would not see them, and rt from the rovk on whieh he Rad aba S| sitting and hallosd te ed with a shout and could county, But"—and his ered sHhtly—"a fellow's got te Be w ht frame of ming te get % 1 reckon you two"— a “1 suppose you got the aa?” tater rupted Holks, ot tim. “I sure did letter. 1 reckon the Wickin’ because I've deen around the country for one letter... it 1." He passed an envelope to lis, and the tatter, with © quick, at the legend In the upper lett corner, tore it open except bein 9 littel week which the } says he git over in a iittel while. te '. P, 6. 1 might have telegraphed a says it don't make no difference qause the letter will git ¢! quick any way a atralé » telenrans care some one. tm gi) Q ‘ tloket, Y "Wacey | After reading the letter Hollie * {t over to Nellie, watching her, allght with satisfaction. “Onl ghe said. “Oh!* The “ dropped from her hand, was the breeses and ewirled tant. Ace sprang to recover he turned, the letter in hand, he Ga” something that brought « huge gris sympathy to his face, But mingled Ld he went. He i with mirth Holli him. “Ace,” It sald gravely, “don't-etesmpt to write @ poem on ‘Love’ until had some experience.” “You havin’ yours now?” ineiaqated Ace, #4 he mounted his pony, He alone cal Not Like Any ory You Have Read S. TARZAN of the APES By Edgar Rice Barreaghs