The evening world. Newspaper, January 21, 1913, Page 17

Th +HOUSE AN PLay. HAVE A CARRIAG 1 HAVE CANDY LOOK AT HER! “Somewhere Else” the Land of Disenchantment. BY CHARLES DARNTON. OW Truth, standing immevably, mot to say eolldly, upen the feet of E@nah H Get the “h" prevail!) Bernard could have remained silent through the greater part of “Somewhere Klee” at the Broadway Theatre last night is More than I can say in an opening paragraph. ‘The truth ts that the so-called musical fantasy by Avery Hopwood and Gus- tav Luders proved to be a two-act disappointinent. For Mr. Ludere, who sat Modestly in the second row of the orchestra instead of springing into the white ‘\ ®loves of the orchestra leader, who constituted himself a fuman encore ant whereby turned coud to bad by needless repetition, it Is only fair to say that the er than tho book. Herevand there a melody caught the ear and awakened & sense ot «hythm, Sym- pathy turned ins! poser, who might ha’ tion In the fact that he sat next to the clever daughter of John Drew. But ft Mr. Hopwood there could be only wail- ing and gnashing of manuscript. With- out a single new idea to bring forth he labored solemnly with traditions of mu- sical comedy in the Aenyerate hope that they might seem tentastic. Much as we may cling to this word, little may w depend upon it! Ite meaning !s evidently unknown to Mr. Hopwood, who hae still to learn how to draw the sap of origin- allty. His “Somewhere tm odviout + ly @ land of disenchantment. It mi the mark by all those miles that a1 registered by the sign-posts of imagin- ation. Failure, however, cannot be allowed to Henry W. Scvage has pro- duced “Somewhere Else” without imag- ination, without Hfting It above the con- ventional plane of musical comedy. In the enthusiasm of his managertal en- terprise he may have looked upon it as a sort of “Everywoman” of the musical eéomedy world. Without going further for argument let us take the dryads of the opening act and listen to thelr “How do you do, Stranger!" In epite of t! Uaredegged nymphs of the trees this numoer sounded as though it came from the corner of Broadway and Forty-second strect. This first note suggested tho Inet cry of the producer. Imagination began and ended there. Only bare legy Dfeceeded on their way, ané for the most part they were ugly. This is a true a@tatement o! artistic facts. If there is Ro imagination in his office, Mr. Savage has only himself to blame. Mr, Hopwood told the whole story in his line, “Nothing could express it ou! Gide of the ‘Adams Express Company. ' Prusrolns: time he compelled one of his /Mrantastic’ characters to speak of a eocktall as a chickenta!l. Is this humor éalguiated to command the market price of Wo dollars? If {t is, I'l not be guilty Of advising any one to pay the toll, The ; Jong and short of it ls that Mr. Hop- wood has manufactured a book as dull ‘and stupid as last year’s almanac, It ts too heavy a burden for Mr. Luders's o- casional light and sprightly tunes, Taylor Holmes seemed lo feel that the weight of the performance rested upon { ig shoulders, But he couldn't sing and e@ wasn't funny. He was merely in- @ustrious. Miss Cecil! Cunningham rose to beautiful heights as the blond Queen ! of Somewhere Else, and, while acting without expression, she oa ry well. Mile, Elene Leska smiled expansively, sang loudly and talked the mare ‘Tren- ‘tint, She also drew he out on the violin, Altogether, she put in a good Elene Leska ae Chice. night's work, Will Philbrick, in making too much of the author's supposed hu- “mor, smacked of the one-night stand and ths Bowery Burlesquers. Jn the length and breadth of “Somewhore Elee” there was not the slightest touch of imagination, | I Ceci! Cunningham as Mary VII, Taylor Holmes as Gettaway. Vincent’s Advice to Lovers But her parents object. Should we wast and try to con- vince them of the genuineness of our affection?" I think you are both old enough to know your own minds and marry whea you wish : written to inform me that our Hhendehip fe at an end. What shal I aor" If you have not explained to the "young man why you disappointed him, do #0. When a woman is men should sie “W. D." writes: “A girl fvlen have known @ certain young man f. four years, He has asked us severa times to go to the theatre, Shall wo | 0 engaged to a} oR, W." writes: out walking with tw walk between the tw: ‘That is perfectly proper, or she may ‘de on the Inside. oH, F." writes: Mertainly, tf he 18 a respectable young young woman who makes fun of all my; man, \y Felatives and friends, Do you think 1) aa ‘oahall be happy with her?” "J. Pt writes: “How can I win the sry am afraid not, 1€ you cannot induce | love of a girl whom I have known gin who} childhood? She won't go out with me. Ait sugwest {8 that you peras- vere with your invitations and atten "A man says that be tions, «ber to be more tolerant of oth love you “M8.” writes ‘Evening World Daily Magaz ‘S’'Matter, Pop?” * fi = By s ALL RIGHT For HER! WHEN [GET BiG ILL 1X WHITe HORSES To ULL IT, AN’ A HUNDRED DOLLARS, AN I WONT “AN IM GONNA Go AWAY IN THE WOODS To LIVE, AN’ NEVER COME OUT AGAIN, AN NEVER TALI To ANYBODY, AN NEVER LAFF, AN NEVER SING =UH-UH-Boo- Hoo! & AN’ Good Stories Unchanged by Time. HUEY hed parted sears ago, Now in the eeveuing shadows of Scotland's twilight they met again, | “Hare to the auld stile, Annie,"’ be said, |, “AY, and here are our initials thet you carved, Todo," abe replied, ‘The emouing silence war only broken hy the buxsing of au aviator overhead, | Monay-laden memories thrilled through the twi- | Maht end flushed thelr glowing cheeks, ¢ , suddenty eetze Of EDWARD A. SOTHERN PUWARD A. SOUTHERN achieved # state of eminence on the staze and tn’ private life such as should give tho He to those who insist that the social status of the player Is far better tu-day. Sothern was advertised by his management as “the diletin- sulshed comedian,” and this classifica- tion fite hie artistic career perfectly. ‘The manner in which Sothern became @ atar and at the same time found the Vehicle that eo him the greater measure of fame is worth the telling. Laura Keene wanted the comedian for her production of “Our American Cousin." But Sothern could not see why he rhould assume a role that had al- dy been played by many noiabdle actors, such as John Brougham, Jeffer- son ani Owens, without adding to their fame or fortune, Finally, upon Laura Keene giving her consent to Sothern's demand that he be permitted to develop the character of Lord Dundreary as he pleased, the play }Was produced and weored a hit; prin- (ng her fair, wim tand, “ze're just as beautiful 5 ye ever were, an’ I hee never forgotten ye, my pS ee A Sad Mistake. |B wife cooked # dish of prunes which ap- peared to find mo favor with members of the family, ‘The prunes “went begging’ | for @ day or two, until the husband, tired of | seeing them, decided to get rid of them, The next evening be found a i at his fou Mked those other prunes so well, at wife, “that I thought 1 woul coo some | more,""—Indlawayolis News, | 1 din of Se a snetin Judge Was Powerless. ace 2 iT fury, after long deliberation, seamed uo-|cipally due to the introduction of A Dr loves me, and I think that | able to agree in 8 porte ras, The) Sochern’s pecullar quips and manner- y\Gvening ‘es: le whe vy ant J Joye. bin, deter, thoroushi tthe delay, |isms—not the least of which was tho{ . | But when we are out together he treatn | axid j*'*D, 1" writes: Mt you kindly tell! me coolly Do you think he really cares |" Inimitable stutte me ff evening dress iv required for &| for me?" | Even after Sothern had found in Dun. | ohureb wedding?” Prahabiy ja te ahy’ about waive doc (Ante a comme to dreary of tie greatest financtal Not unless the wedding ta! place! monstrative before people, ou can't discharge me!’ be said with atove| Successes the stage has ever known ie after ¢ P.M * . | of comviction. reluctant to confine himsel name |Parental Objections. And why not?” iuqulred the Judge i eur But conditions of the thea- 4 em NL writes: “Tam tn love with! x Ro wetten: “Tam aixty: ana | DMM: period were against the con @ young man, but was unable to KeeP|in joye with @ young lady of akan, “Because,” announced the juror, polating to] mendable desire to present a rep ‘several appointments with him and he}wiy works for me. @ the tawzer for 1 was hived by #! Very often Sothern wax compeliod there! dies’ Home Journal, andon such a po And Dundreary gation ciate | Examining H Bait. “IML a Evidently the woman ov wot long after the cur yer bert al | ve stalls ; the pair heart the xoman whisper: wit and Went down, saya ter, Ta 1 ba 4 mised bis con vokad for ao MALY years, id the tiidegroom peared om Ue fe) mw shekiag Ms whisker profusely, | Harvey . Dan! ft sre Whee Lapel? jee’ ut down far ter see if me bale nus all Courtesy. Persistence Revarded. eran t tute PHILADELPHIA ealesmen, returning from The may nex ber, wlmorls . } tie Wea! payer, yop smoking ' save Was an incident 1 nas foliah enor to nse," erid ote. | oe jooked for--a man vader ler Led. leant we went “® mewly married pair,” said the sa'eeman, “‘Pandon me, madame,” be anencrtd politely, “eccupied @ berth im the Iullmap coming (rem offering her s cigar,—The Ho: : 7 {enteeshs.| ’ Copyright, 1913, by Tho ‘’reas Publishing Co. (The New York Evening World), ine. Tuesday. Memories of Players Cther Days. By Robert Grau would be offered for lengthy runa, ale Ways attracting capacity audiences, In due course Sothern's ambition to be seen in other and more serious roles j Was gratified, sAnd he scored tremen- doualy as Hrother Sam and David Warrick, the last named belleved by Many to be his greatest portrayal. Sothern evolved a play around the Grotesque personality of the Count Joannes, an old time Bowery actor who Made @ fortune through permitting his @udiences to have fun with him, Sothern gave this play the title of “The Crushed Tragedian,” to the dismay of the "Count,"’ whose indignation brought the two into the courts, There Sothern's Temarkable sense of humor resulted tn @n adjustment, the ‘Count’ being as- ered that hie eminent colleague's in- yantions were to pay him a distinct compliment “The Crushed Tragedian” ran more than 100 nights at the Park Theatre and rved Sothern for several years to the exclusion of the rest of his repertoire, Sothern's fame as a practical joker was quite as great as for his histrionic achievements, Yet more than once he came out the worst for pranks. This reminds me of one anee-; dote which I have never seen in print. During the “Pinafore” erage in 1 ‘79, the late John Stetson was pro nent us being the only manager who ac- corded Gilbert and Sullivan royalties thelr unprotected operetta but eye, but that one eye h terror in many @ performer's br Sothern at this time way in New Or- \teans, where David Bidwell was about! {to produce the delicious satire ‘“Pina-| fore." Bidwell asked Sothern If he could recommend a good Pik Dead-) eye. | "Yes." answered Sothern. “Give mea telegraph blank. | Forthwith he sent tne fuilowing “To John Stetson, Globe Theatre, Bos ton, Maar. | “Have recommendet 1 to Buwel: to play Dick Dei Pinafo Rehearsals at one ite salary you would accept. oR, A, SOT came the followlag Soth St New Orleans, Lat "The Western Union ‘to accept my answer, n reply: Charles Theatre, SS ae or eet SGAT DOT “Historic Hymns Copsright, 1911 rate hos Yoru ‘The Pres Publishing Co, Evening World), ARER, MY GOD, TO THEE." January 21. 1913 tew of our hymns with a history | has so great accorded as to with, to The certain Christian critics. consists in the fact neral approval been earer, My God, at the same time, 20 much adverse criticism at the hands of The reproach that ite author, Marah Fuller Flower Adams, was a Unitarian, And beause the name of Christ does not appear in the original classed as # Unitarian version it hymn. Yet, it has been sung by denomination Christian ory to the fine Melody “Bethany,” composed by Lowell Mrs. Adame was the second daughter of Benjamin Flower, editor and pro- Drietor of the Cambridge (England) In- telligencer. While she is reckoned as & poet of no little abHity, it is as the author of this hymn that she is best remembered. She was born in 195, and at an early age showed a taste for iter- ature as a writer of pro Mr, Flower, being « Liber and reilgion, his children partook of his : and #0 are alwas his merry’ among Unitarians. opinions, and died in 168. She -\ woman, and not an American a# has) been erroneourly #| c , My God, to Thee" haa been °P'the comfort and guide of more hearts Stetson had than any other one hymn to remedy | Saviour’s name: ted. Astana hi “Qhrist alone beareth me, Where thou dost shine; Joint heir he maketh me, Of the divine. In Chriat my soul shall be it, Near my God, to Thee, Nearest to Thee!" nn Helen Keller's Aid. old, ds empioyed he deal an the Queen of Spain to coil og dala regarding the education of Mi ere by Helea Keller. VINCENT | an to the Spa American dumb ORENTH, phy h royal hou and verse, in politics ye reckoned / | Deen added by the Rev. Arthur T. Rus: |r the omission of the has roturned home after | which gf a tWo months’ study of meth- in institutions | He was sent t EF The Romance o/ a Jungle (Copyright, 1912, by Frank A, Munsey Co.) BYNOPHIA OF PRECEDING CHAPTER! Pea Ree perp nd lice lntild @ ride hut, tier ithe aon the room's strat discov ranting ke ‘s"tombat wtih erie Wailer. ' p Lalor finds an a y he and to print, and then placa for hy Td a) ha he interior clamor CHAPTER X. (Coatinued.) The Fear-Fantom. UICKLY he reached the door- way end peered down the Village atreet toward the te. tation. They must be very near, 1 a he sprang across the ‘opening to the pile of arrows. Gath ing up all he could carry under one arm, with a bok he overturned the seething cauldron, and divappeared into the foll- axe just ue the firat of the returning Natives entered the gate at the far end of the village. turned to watch the Proceedings below, poised like some wild bird ready to take ewift wing at the firet sign of danger. The natives fled up the street, four of them bearing tne body of Kulonsa. Behind trailed the women uttering strange cries and weird lamentation. On they came to the portals of the very hut In which Tarzan had wrought much excited geaticulating, pointin: chattering. Several of the warriors ap- Proached and peered within, Finally an old follow with many or- naments of metal about his arma and legs, and a necklace of dried human hands depending upon his chest, en- tered the hut. It was Milonga, the King, father of Kulongi moments all were silent. emerged, a look of min 4 fear writ upon his hide- ‘ous countenance: He spoke a few words t the assembled warriors, and For a fe in an instant the men were fying through the little village searching minutely every hut and corner within the paksade. Scarcely had tho search commenced than the overturned cauldron was dis- covered, and with it the theft of the poleoned arrows. Nothing more they | found, and it was @ thoroughly awed and frightened group of savages which huddled round their King a few me- mente later. Mbonga coukd explain nothing of the strange events that had taken place. The finding of the still warm body of Kulonga—on the very verge of their flolde and within easy earshot of the Village—knifed and stripped at the door of his father's Lome, was in it m- clently mysterious, but these last awe- some discoveries within the village, within the dead Kulonga’ rt. filled their hearts with dismay, conjured in thelr poor brains only ¢ most frightful of superstitious planations, They stood in little groups, talking in low tones, and casting aftrighted behind them from thelr great watched them for hile from his lofty perch dn the great was much fn their de- meanor which he could not under- etend,:for he was ignorant of supersti- tion, and of fear of any kind he had Dut a vague conception. The sun was high in the heavens. zan had not broken fast thie day, it was many miles to where lay the toothsome remains of Horta the boar. fo he turned his back upon the vél- Mi! a ed away into ' CHAPTER Xi. King of the Apes. \T was not yet dark when he reached the tribe, though he stopped to exhumo and de- vou? the remains of the wild boar he had cached the pre- ding day, and again to get Kulonga’s bow and arrows from the tree-top in he had hidden them. was uw well-laden Tarzan who dropped from the branches into the midst of the tribe of Kerchak, With swelling chest he narrated the glories of his adventure and exhibited the spoils of conquest. jonas grunted and turaed awaz, Not Like Any Story You Have Bead TARZAN OF THE APES By Ladgar Rice Burroughs. at proficiency Man and 8 Yenkee Geri. for he was jealous of this strange member of his band. In his little evil it for some excuse to upon Tarzan. The next day Tartan was practising upon hia bow and arrows at the first im of dawn, At frat he lost nearly hot, but finally he learned to guide the little shafts with fair accuracy, and ere a month hed passed ho was no mean shot; but had cost him nearly entire supply of arrows. The tribe continued to find the huat- Ing good in the vicinity of the beaeh, and ®0 Tarsan of the a jed hi rchery practice with furthe gation of his books. It was during this period that young Engilah lord found hidden in the k of gue of the cupboards in the cadin a little metal box. The fn the lock, and a few moments inves gation and experimentation were Free warded with the successful opening of the receptadle. In It he found a faded photograph of ‘ed golden Dlaced the chain about his neck ie imitation of the ornamentation he hed seen to be 80 common among the black had visited. The brilliant stones gleamed strangely against his emoeth, het As hide. 1@ letters could acarcely decipher for he had learned little or pA script, wo he put them back In the box wits the photograph and turned hig at- tention to the little book. This was almost entirely filled with fine wor:pt, but while the Httle buge were all famfiar to him, thelr arrange- ment and the combinations in which they occurred were strange and entirely since learned the incomprehensible. Tarzan to: use of the dictionary, but much to his jorrow and perplexity it proved of nm avail to him tn this emergency, Not a word of all that was writ in the Uttle book could he find, and so he put it back in the Iittle meta! box, but with @ de- termination to work out the mysteries of {t Jeter on. Had he but oer ttle ape-man! mown it that baffiing little m: held between its seal covers the hey to hie origin, the answer to the strange — of ia range life. was the diary of John: Clayten, Lord Greystoke—kept In French, as had slware been his custom, ‘arzan replaced the box in the bere ig oe aeare Pa stged od he or of the strong, smil- ing face of his father hig # in his heart, and them they half preplen led, half carried As they approached the vi tnd then, as the poopie and then, as Of the hase, @ eeteee,