The evening world. Newspaper, February 1, 1913, Page 11

STOOL To 6IT DOWN IN. FT 1S A MILIIN' STooL, MY PoP SAID SO. Ceoariat, 491%) ty The Prem Putten! The New Yc hing On, MR. JARR IS IN DANGER “W J half to nerseil. “ee, v at? @derly spouse querulousiy, eleciric coupe. a woman Jn the Nile green chanm Did she go quietly?” “What ai young matron, bressively sharp elbow. Mrs. S&tryver with the henna hali her hair, hey? What, what, halt asleep. tre to restaurant, and from b cdivaret, furw,) flowers and frippery; when the poor old have rather been gown and alippers, hig good soft bed bones. “You grow more every day of your angelic Clata. She was mistaken home tn of a Ute” \ of sterling integrity. he was only a poor old dodo. an, the forefront for civic upon occasion, the rest of the world. “I'm all right, my dear,” the old man. “Hey! Look at that he, added, as they passed by plain to be read, even by eyes, under the electric cht. “Did yeu see that? tees every working man a unton funeral for #0." To my whether one gets a union or shop funeral, it is the orisin should-werry!* proposition."* for either kind—I SITOULD mapped Mra. Clara ungraciously. “You w you everything you asked the old man, “You don't give me your attention!" Fetorted the bride, trying to think of | s —= ed sitet" art Tee an fi, 4 Wh wased by CHAPTER XVI. “Most Remarkable! T we Mr at ot tion a) Phila hasty a glance muste, tion, meals, wine, worry, wakefulness— rich man would dressing to say nothing of for his weary old OF BEING A LUCKY MAN. {AT I want to know 1s where they got it?" remarked Mrs, Clara Mudridge-Smith, half Who? How?" asked her she roused Bimeelt from the doudering dreams of dotage, as they rodé homeward in their “Why, dian't you notice Mra. Stryver @t the opera” asked the young bride. *@Whe' Was in tho box with that freak of euse."* “What was she doing in that, hoy? you talking about?” cried giving her husband a in his poor old side with her ex- m talking of! the dress the woman wore who was with “What was she doing with a hen in WHAT?" asked the old nian, half watderfig ant 416 paid the penalty of wealth and y df marrying out of his age zone. "young wife dragged him from thea- to tih life was one delirium of mo- ball chucklehead snapped the in this, Every day of his Ife old man Smith could sell stock to a promoter, skin a loan shark or otherwise prove bis acumen as a representative New York business man \ But at night, especially Inte at night, For after even our representative business men and leading citizens, who are in erment are, as helpless and’ human mumbled sign! a bill- board on the boulevard where the glar- Ing advertisement of an undertaker was his bleary Says ‘it guaran. strictly mind, open= al “Weil, 4f I were ay near the age limit Pinon: lhe ehuce she doau orry Mudridge-Smith, { there chuckling | and-cackling and give me rambling an- want, rea rears had quickened hie ed, with face agria, Gogsediy maintaining an follow-the-leader. “S'Matter, Pop?” { gets BET YAITIS A WHATN TAR NATION UU YOUNG'UNS THUR BuLt FOR ? DOYS WANTA GT Hoorap! By C. M. Payne something she did need, that she night strike for {t now while thé old man was | humble and contrite, “Yos, yes!” cried the old husband. “You were saying Mra. Stryver had a} bug in her ear or a hen in her hatr or | something of that sort. | and you know it id Mrs, Mudridge- Smith sharply. “I£/you paid attention to what T was saying and hadn't your mind focussed on new schemes for skin- ning people within the law, you'd have heard what I said!” Fighting the business world down-} town left him in no physicat-or mental condition to fight his wite uptown, “I’was going to tell you that Mrs. Strayer told me in the loboy, when we were waiting for our coupe, that the “Money?” cried the old man, thoroughly alert and wideawake, “Yes, money,” replied the young wife. “Is all very sudden, Mra. Stryver says," “Hum! erled her husband. “That's why he was so independent. Well, if | Jarr really has any money there is only one thing to do, We must take him into the firm! Yes, yes, we must take him into the firm.” “It 48 not known for sure, ut Mra. Stryver thinks a rich uncle, Mra, Jarr's Uncle Henry, died and left them all his | money. Mrs, Stryver saya it's not thought Mr, Jarr's position in your firm offered any opportunity for him to get rien quickly.” “I guess not! chuckted the old man, “They don't take In our frm. Our firm takes THEM tn. “I wonder If he's got enough money to be a special partner.” ———— A Lighthouse Woman. HE only woman in the United States T in full charge of a seacoast lght- house is Mrs. FE, A. Fish of Point Pinos, near Pacific Grove, Cal,, who has lately received a letter of commentat! for her twenty years: faithful servi now from the chief of the lighthouse serv wih a medal bearing the } ficlem Pr together ytion, * has abit in charge of the in ¥ her husband, who was head of the de- partment of history and physiology in the University of California. ‘This light- house, ‘which stands at the end of Monterey, Peninsula and marks the en- trance to the bay, was bullt in 1892, and is one of the few early seacoast Hghts which ain in perfect condition. ngfleld Republican. 8.” and “F | “Oh, yes, wealthy people can re-! “Benaiblet’ sniffed the Woman. “Did you ever see any- | proach each other just as insultingly as body who was sénsible clear through? Most of us are ike poor people, and more extensively, too. | ‘vacdn, with its, streak of fat and streak of lean. We haye They have a wider range of etomology.” | streaks of sense, lightened up by streaks of nonsense. ‘Tt “What were you sayings. my. 4 haven't the patience to take a lot of trouble ebout ings Pardon my tnatteniton,” said the off| that do not bring Immodi rishmen mans ow + Coo who once \threw fifty cents down « crack in a board walk. Jarra have come into a lot of money!” | You Can Be Your Own Beauty Doctor HOUSEWORK AN AID TO GOOD LOOKS. By Andre Dupont 1018, by The Press Puldish ing Co, (The New York Keening World), eye you really believe in all these physical culture stunts?" asked the Average Girl, looking oritically at an Mlustration which showed a wil- lowy maiden in postures that would tax the powers of a contortionist. ‘The Woman of Thirty was counting stitches in a sweater she was knitting, @> she did not reply at once. @aid the Girl, answering her own question, “that the exerotses themselves are all right if one | only invent some plan to make the ordinary Derson in them until they had time do some good.” “That's the whole trouble," said the Woman, who nef divorced her mind from her knitting for'a few moments. “The first day you fet so enthusiastic that you almost pult your arms out at the sockets and acquire a crick in your back by your vigor In bending. The second day you slacken About the tHird or fourth day you out out a the coffee in entirely cold, And from this time on you sradually go trom bad to worse, until finally you deaide the whole thing 4s more bother than it's worth.’ “You don't call that espectally sensible, do yout t- quired the Girl with that alr of scorn onty used by young In reviewing the shortcomings of their elders. { When he was asked What ‘he did euch a crasy ¢ he wald: “You see, I just be accident dropped a nickel this crack, and oi'm puttin’ nalf a dollar through so as make it worth me while to pull up a board to get the five cente.’"* ‘The Girl smiled, mubject. n't Fou RBALLY believe in any sort ef physical culture?’ she asked. ‘Indeed I do. I think that any quintity of women are ruining their looke by atting iasily around the house every morning. Each day of my life I go through gome physical culture exercises that aid me vastly in preserving my figure and complexion, besides putting money in my pocket.” “I should {tke to know what kind of exercises can put money In your gooket. I thought they usually worked the other way and put the money in the ether feliow's.”* “My ghysical culture goes by the proselo name of housework. But #@ Ie none the lees an aid to beauty for all that. You can get almost the eame tions in housework that you can in calisthenics. Did you ever notice that the woman who comes every week to shake out the rugs or sweep the floors well-ehaped arma? They ere red, to be sure, but that is because she does get take proper care of them. You'Re FIRED ‘Dut refused to be turned from her +~ it, 1913, by THe Pyeae The New York Hvent excellent exercise for keeping the waist round an broad and graceful. “But in order to make these things of real benefit they must, of course, be Gone in the right way. When you sweep, remember to etand erect with the chest high, the head up and the broom held firmly in both hands and, most import- ‘ant of all, with the windows open, Try it eome time fn this way, instead of by the usual method with the back bent and closed windows barring out the life- giving air; and see If you do not feel mofe invigorated and less fatigued than by the old way. . “Stretching the arms up high in dust- ing straightens round shoulders and is excellent tor the development of the cheat. If you want to preserve your banda, wear an old palr of gloves when you dust. For this keeps the grime from working into the skin, Turning mattress in @ muscular effort that Is cellent for, the back, And #0 ft goes all through housework. Only one aiwnys be sure to stand up straight, bend from the waist and not the and keep the windows of the room open. igen, | 8 % By Joe Ryan Employer—! hope you don't eit areund eavening the 1ygo-—My wife and | live together without a single argument. we Boy—Not n_your life » | carry "'m in the same class. What mine says 'e law. ind them Kasped a ron. “This ur unvarying distance be: is Mr. Mr. professor eemnly unbecoming men of let- 1 Mr, Philander stole another observa- tlon astern Tie lon was bounding along in easy leaps scaree five paces behind. Hhilander dropped the professor's and broke into a mad orgy of that would have done credit to Mr. Philander" eamed Prof Porter as, meta- phorically speaking, he himself " threw her into high.” He vad caught & fleeting backward glimpse of cruel yel- low eyes and half-open mouth within oximity of his person. ming coat-talis and shiny fessor Archimedes Q. Po dugh the moonlight clo: ly of Mr. Samuel T, Ph two, upon the ander Before them a point of the jungle ran out toward @ narrow promontory, and tt Was for tio haven of the trees he saw there that Mr, Samuel T, Philander directed his prodigious leaps and bounds and from the shadows of this same spot peered two Keen eyes in interested ap- preciation of the race. lt was Tarsan of the apes who watch- thig eda game of Not Like Any Story That You Have Read the two om safe “I am deeply pained, Mr. Jovkin’ for a scrap, pecl of your comt me! ‘This excitement of the moment for them both, Mr. Philander's centro back were broken? u n attack in so far as the Hon that you sh have evinced such a &hd come down on the ground, and I'll quite caused me to forge: that E my- of equilibrium waa at that very joe concerned. ‘Cue very fact tat paucity of manly courage in the pres- punch your head ‘Juat as I did sixty self was drawn up hero by some out- Ment hanging upon the raged edge of the other, rolling uma hid foregone such easy prey @t ence of one of the lower orders, and by years ago in ‘the alley back of Porky side agency, There must be sume one nothing, that it needed but the gentle awe upon the Strange ali convinced the wise forest craft of your crass timidity have caused me to Evans's bari or something in this tree with us.” impetus supplied by the additional Porter, ; wrzan tha already dined. exert myself to such an unaccustomed “Ark!” gasped the astonished Mr. “Eh?” ejaculated Professor Porter, Welgnt of Prof, Porter's body to topple Ilow sad!’ exclaimed Mr, Philander, ; 1 on m them until hun- dearew in order that I inight resume my Philander. ‘Lordy, how ood that “Are you quite positive, Mr. Phflan- the devoted secretary from the limb halt aloud. “Concussion of the bredm i att “« were that If discourse, As I was saying, Mr. Phil- sounds! When you're hur Ark, I dor?” For @ moment they swayed uncer- superinducing total mental abesresion. } d he would soon tire of the Hye when you Interrupted me, the love you, Suinehow, It Keema a# though — “Most ponitive, professor,” replied tainly, and then, with mingled and most’ How very sad indeed } sport and slink away to his jungle lair, Moors’— you had forgotten how to be human for Mr. Philander. “And.” he ‘added, “I Unacholarly shrieks, they pitched head- prof porter over upes. j Really, the one great danger waa that ‘Professor Archimedes Q. Porter,” the last twenty year think we should thank the party, He long from the tree, locked In frenzied stomach. Gin he wowed Ee one of the men might stumble and fall, broke in Mr, Philander in icy tones, The professor reached out @ thin, may be sitting right next to you now, embrace. until he resembled # huge tomeas tm t and then the yellow devil would be upon “the time has arrived when patience trembling old hand through the dark: professor : It was quite some moments ere either proximity to a yelping dog. Them de | him in a moment and the joy of the kill beoomes a orime and mayhem appears ness until it found his old friend's “1h? What's that? Tut-tut, Mr, moved, for both were positive that any gat up and felt of varlous por } id be too Kreat a temptation to with- garbed in the mantie of virtue. You shoulder, Philander, tut-tut!* sald) Professop Such attempt would reveal 80 Many hig anatomy 1) nd. have accused me of cowardice. You “Forgive me, Skinny," ho ald, eoftly, Porter, edging cautiously nearer to breaks and fractures as to make fur- ‘riey are all hore,” he ajc So Tarzan swing quickly to a lower have insinuated that you ran only to “Tt hasn't been quite twenty years, and Mr, Philander. ther progress tmpossible. Whereu he rose, ahd, ‘es limb in line with the approaching fugl- overtake me, not to escape the clutches heaven alone knows how hard I have Just then it occurred to Tarsan of At length Professor Porter essayed scathing glanea upon th hy tives; aid as Mr, Samuel 'T, Philander of the Hon, tried to be ‘human’ for Jane's sake, and the apes that Numa had loltered be- 8M Attempt to move one lok. To hie »: form of Mr. Samuel T. ot be: came panting and blowing beneath him, “Have a care, Profeseor Archimedes yours, too, since my other neath the tree for a suffictent length prise, It respondgl to his will wm in days aid: ready too spent to struggle up to the Q, Porter; I am a desperate man. taken away of time, #0 he raised his young head gone by. Hoe ng drew up Its mate and Philander; this te safety of the limo, Tarzan reached down Goaded by long-suffering patience, the Another old hand stole up from Mr. toward the heavens, and there rang ned it for.h again, » in slothful ease, worm will turn. Philander’s side to clasp the one that out upon the terrified ears of the two lost remarkab ho murmured. and doing.” mat, yanked him to the Hmb by his "Tut-tut, Mr. Phila ut-tut!'’ lay upon his shoulder, and no other mes- old men the awful warning challenge Thank Heaven, — pro! Mr. ider lifted his other dye emt de. autioned Professor Porter, ‘you for- »: could better have translated the of the anthrepold. pered Mr, Philander fervent) of the mud and gazed In speechless Another moment brought the profes- get yourself.” one heart to the other. The two frients, huddled trembling in not dead, th rage at Prof, Porter. Then he attempted for within the sphere of the friendly “% forget nothing as yet, Professor They did not apeak for some minutes, their precarious position on the Iimb, “Tutetut, Mr, Philander, tut-tut! to rise; nor could there have been &rip, and he, too, was drawn upward to Archimedes Q. Porter; but betteve me, The Mon below them paced nervously saw the «reat lion halt in his restless cautioned Prof. Dorter, “I do nat one more surprised than he whem safety just as the baffled Numa, with @ str, 1 am tottering on the verge @f for- pack and forth. The third figure in the mucing the blood-curdling cry amote know an yet efforts were inmediately crowned WHR roar, leaped to recover bis vanishing getfuiness as to your exalted @osifion tree was hidden by. the dense shadows fits ea then slink quickly into the With — infinite Heitude — Professor marked success, quarry in the world of science and your gray near the stem. He, too, was allent— jungle, be Instantly lost to view, Porter Wikgled tis ridht arinjoy! Ir He was still bursting with rage, Rew For a moment the two men chung, hairs, Motiomiess as @ graven imag “RK the Hon trembles in fear,* was intact. Hroathlessly he waved his ever, at the cruel injustice of Pret. panting, to the great branch, while Tar- ‘The professor sat tn silence for a few = “You certainly pulled me up into whispered Mr. Philander left arm above his tte body-it Porter's insinuation, and was en an sau with his back to the stem minutes, and the darkness hid the grim this tree Just in timo.” sald the pro- "Most remarkable, most remarkab) point of rendering # (art rejoinder Of thé tree, watching them with mingled smile that wreathed his wrinkled coun- fensor at lust. "I want to thank you, murmured Prof, Porter, clutching tran- Philander jad not moved from His eyes fell upon a@ strange some curiosity and amusement. tenance. Presently he spoke. You saved iy life” tleally at Mr. Phitander to regain the he hud falien; he had not dared standing It wae the professor whe Great @rehke here, Skinny Philander,” he the all nce. aid in belligerent tones, ‘i you are palance whieh the sudden haa @0 fright How, indeed, could ane them int perilously endangered. Uafortunetely one's arme and lege end “But 1 didn't pull vou ap hers, pre- meteor,” said Mr Philander, “Bless Et