The evening world. Newspaper, February 25, 1913, Page 17

i 1 | if i ’ Zerine Chisholm Cushing's underfed play, + women. —~- Makes Thin Play Seem Almost Plump. BY CHARLES DARNTON. HERE !s so much of May Irwin that we ought, perhaps, to be satisfied with very little play. One of these days she may dramatize her cook book and give us a full meal. Meanwhile we must make the most of her embonpoint, not overlooking the entente cordiale that aho establishes the mo- ment she looms upon the scene. Last night at Cohan'’s Theatre Miss Irwin made @ painfully thin play, ‘Widow by Proxy,” seem almost plump. She was @ poor singing teacher with hardly enough to keep body and voice together. The butcher had forsaken hor @nd the delicatessen man refused to deliver anything but his ultimatum. At the same time her voice was strong enough to break through @ wooden door, | and when she followed it there was nothing in her appearance to suggest slow | starvation. Even if the food supply were cut off for a month or two she would furvive—we felt sure of {t But !t was apparent that her friend and com- pPanion, a pining widow, didn't hnve so much to fall back upon. The only alarming sign of weakness, however, was that betrayed by Cath- It certainly would not have been Realizing its need of help, Miss Irwin started right in to She sang some of her lines and danced others. The rest of the time she talked. She talked a dress: maker out of the house and then talked her friend Dolores into letting her be a widow long enough to got out and bring} home a legacy. Dolores was so “down” on her lamented husband's New England relatives that she wouldn't go to them and get what was coming to her. i It took Miss Irwin only a moment to wind up the mechanical plot. The next moment she was pouring tea for Capt. Pennington, who melted before her like} the sugar {his cup. After looking Into! her eyes he told his lawyer to give her | not only her $5,000 but his as well, If! she had known this she wo probably | able to stand alone. brace it up. have gone right on giving tea parties, for a 95,00 cup of tea is not to b sniffed at, especially when there's no| extra charge for bread and butter. she could gather a few | becoming w weeds Miss Irwin set out to brave the terrors of Massachu- | setts and Capt. Penningten's two spin- | ster sinters, The strange part of it was | that the dressmaker still pursued her. | We could hardly belleve the play when | she was introduced as a marquise, much less our ears when she made dress- maker's French serve as comedy. These little touches made it quite clear that writing a play is a very simple matter. Yet {t must be confessed they were| rather trying. | Miss Irwin gave herself and us a rest by sitting down at a plino and ens livening the occasion with two or three little songs, Her voice was in good working order and her touch Was as Nght as—she isn't, Incidentally, she proved that she knows hef way about a plano. The only thing that botherat | her was Capt. Pennington’s reputation for dealing severely with deceitful He had dropped @ fair but false divorcee almost at the altar beeause | e had told him a lie. So what would he think of a fake widow? Miss Irwin ied in her utterly heart-breaking manner, Her grief filled one with longing te see her play Camille in a raincoat, It overwhelmed her when the man for whom she had worn crepe in the middle of summer turned up alive and well, Lynn Pratt made him such an odd fish that we rather wondered at Miss Clara Blondick's joy over his return, Orlando Daly played Capt. Pennington very well and did his best to take Miss Irwin in his arms when that happy moment arrived, “Widow by Proxy” owed everything to May Irwin, the poor little play and won a legacy of laushter, | i “Chaperonage.” © be chaper- I oned or not to be chap- May Irwin as Gloria Grey. She worked hard for a betty Vincent s Advice to Lovers fame age, and if so, what?” He should bring a gift {f the other surprise guests do so, an¢ elther flowers or candy would be appropriate. sraned re 538s an “A. M." writes: “Iam in love with a ten, A | Youngs man who took a seart pin from me three months axo@withuut my per- swert ton, He won't wive it back, Is this in America 99) 9 sizn he loves me?" wnauall Bee Age It's a sign he's fond of teasing you, can be made, F eur n itt at hat | 1. L." writes: “I am in love with a} eat ee 1 of ninoteen, who is very nice to me fe an take ally ‘ Feed her If she cared she ss A ersaig Sid she dida't know what love was, vine cei At “i 4 t shall I do?’ ns rein your attentions, They the ntly not unwelcome, and she ve me ame fgsldiously, first ealthy but later a much {se nae representative class, t pean ¢ EE a ear Aol “\’ Rival Suitors. Be one ‘op more | “M, Y."" writes: “I care for two young Peeking: of vath men equally and am not in love with considered 1 either, 1 »t wish to lose their the other hand, friendship, yet aave already be- | whit as self-res come biter enemies to each other, imak girls and the hj ing position most uncomfortable. What saall I de at the notion “the oss-{ I advise you to tell them what you've tom of the ¢ er of that|told me and to beg them om your ac sation Of which you | count to be eensible, happen to live. The chaperon question —_— {s really @ problem of manners, sather ©." writes: ‘Tam fifteen and iy in love with one of my teacher: who ts ten years older than myself. nhan of moials, 4 I do not think that he cares for me, as Yhe Surprise Party. he pays# mo no special attention, What NCL MA writes: "Is tt proper for a] shall [dot | Young man of seventeen to give a press Stop being @ romantic, Uttle goose, | em at a surprise party to @ girl the and study harder, , | “The Bventag COME ACROSS WITH (Copyright, 1012, by Frank A, Munsey Co.) GTNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS he son of Lord and Lady Greystoke, jarooned in the African jungle and ‘Tarzan, Taman i who were who died in their only ehild’s infancy. ignorant of his parentage, is, brought ave tribe and acquires n Porter, who is in search of a tra on the coast near Tarzan’ his daugiter Jane and Ce layton (Tarean’s cousin), ho is @ euitor for Jane's hand. Jane im rescued from death by Tarzan, He and she fall in love with cach other, Tareag eaves the life of Lieut, d'Amot, a Fronechman, Im Ins ai) sence Vorter and tbe others of his party sail for America, Tarzan securte the lost treasure chev And, accompanid by D'Arnot, goes to Paris, ‘There, bs means of finger prints, he gets the first inlding of bis parentage. Meanthne, in Amer fea, Jane is annoyst by Vie unwelcom.” attentions ofa rich man tamed Canler, who ie the pro- fesor's creditor, To sare her father's bomwe she agrees to marty C CHAPTER XXVII. (Conttaued.) In America. N the house Prof, Porter and Mr. Philander were im- mersed in an absorbing dis- cussion of some weighty scientific problem, Esmer- alda dozed in the kitchen and Clayton, heavy-eyed after « sleep- less night, threw himself down upon the couch in the ving room and seen dropped into a fitful slumber, To the east the black smoke clouds roae higher into the heavens, Suddenly they ed, and then commenced to drift rapidly toward the went. On and on they came, The inmates of the terant house were gone, for it was market day, and none there was to fee the rapid approach of the fire, Soon the flames had spanned the road to the south and cut off Canler’s return, A little fluctuation of the wind now cai ed fed the path of the forest fire ta the north a ltt ven blew back and the flames nearly stood still as though held fn leash by some master hand, Suddenly, out of the northeast, a reat black car came careening down the road, With @ Jolt tt stopped before the cet- tago and a black-haired giant leaped out and ran up onto the porch, Without & pause he rushed into the hou on the couch lay Clayton, The man started In surprise, Dut with a bound was at the aide of the sleeping man, Shaking him roughly by the shoulder, he erie “are you all mad bere? Dog's you Da e Be “S’Matter, Pop?” = #4 It Can’t Be Done! Gee! tow 1M Gon! TO THINK UP an’ i9ce FoR A FUNNY ACTURE, ME ONLY WAY 7D ORAW A Come 1S TS FEEL FUNNY AND HAPPY AND THATS THERES A GUY QUTSIDOE WHAT SATS HES YOUR TAILOR AN HE SAYS You BETTER No yeu ewe Wim! Tarzan of the Apes +} ly Mag MORE way- 0 Tae. B25 » tz Weis, Not know you are nearly surrounded by fire? Where is Miss Porter?” Clayton sprang to his feet. He did not recognize the man, but he under stood the words, and was upon the ver anda in @ bound, He cried out in consternation, then dashing back into the house, called “Jane! Jane! Where are you!?* In an instant Kemeralda, Professor Porter, and Mr. Philander had joined the two men. “Where is Jane? demanded Clay ton, seizing Esmeralda by the shoulders and shaking her roughly. “Oh, Gaberelle, Marse gone for a wal “Hasn't she come back yet?" And, without waiting for a reply, Clayton daihed out into the yard, fol- lowed by the others, “Which way did she go?" cried the black-hatred glant of Esmeralda, “Down dat road,” cried the fright: ened black, pointing toward the south where a mighty wall of roaring flames shut out the view. “Put these people in the other oer,” shout: the stranger so Clayton, "L saw one as I drove up. Get them out of here by the north road, “Leave my car here, If I find Mi Porter, we shall need It, If 1 don't, one will need it, Do as I say,” Clayton hesitated. They saw the ithe figure bound aw: acroas thu clearing toward the nort West, where the forest still stood, un- touched by flame, In cao. rose the innceauntable feel- Ing that a great responsipility had been raised from their should a kind of Clayton, she as implicit confi » in the power of the stranger to save the girl if she could be saved. “Who was that? avked Professor Porter. “T don't know," replied C1 called me by name and he | for he asked for her, And Esmeralda by name.” “There was something most startingly familiar about him, der, “Yet, bless me, I know 1 8 m be y tut,” erted Prof. Porter fort remarkable, Who could !t have been, and why do I feel that Jane Is safe, now that he has set out tn search of her?" "E can't tell you, professor,” gald Clay- SAY- DID JA HEAR ABouT CT 2? THA Goss SavS we Can'T HAVE HO To THE FIGHT c.vB3- So we au GoT TO Pay ouR war Ih Now RRAONG THE TICKAR. AN THaT Guy You BAT 450 oN That You Have Read azine, Tuesdas 1 Ten Free TICKETS Just Baan \ GOT KNOCKED OUT IN THE HAVE ‘You First Round @oT THAT FuNNy PICTURE pone ver? Like Any Story ton soberly,” but I know I have the same uncanny feeling.” “But come,” he cried, “we must get out of here ourselves, or we shall be shut off." And the party hastened to- ward Clayton's machine. When Jane Porter turned to retrace her steps homeward, she wan alarmed to note how near the smoke of the forest fire seemed, and, an ahe hastened onward, her alarm became almost a panic when she perceived that the rush= ing flames were rapidly forcing thetr way between herself and the cottaze, At length she was compelled to turn the dense thicket and attempt to her way to the west in an effort to circle around the flames and regain her home. In a short time the futility of her attempt became apparent, and then her one hope lay in retracing her steps to the road and flying for her life to the south toward the town, The twenty minutes that It took her to regain the road was all that had been needed to cut off her retr as of: fectually as her advance had oven cut fe before. A short run down the road brought her to a horrified stan’, for tere be ft her was anther wail of ne, arm of the parent ration haa tout a half nile south to embra this Uny strip of rowd in it stones. Jane Porter knew that it wa “lene to attempt to force ner way asain through the undergrowt She had tried it once and fatled, Now she realized that it would be but & matter of minutes ere ¢ ole space between the enemy cn tie north and the enemy on tie south would be hing mass of flames y the girl kneeled down tn the dust of the roadway rayed for strengty to meet oer fo ely, and to deliver her father and her friends from death, She did not think to pray for deliverance for herself knew there was no hope. 5 @ heard her 6 being ud throush the forest Jane Porter’” it rang strong and clear but in a strange vole “Here! she called in reply, “Here! In the roadway!” Then through the branches of the trees she saw a figure swing A veering of the wind blow @ cloud ef smoke about them and she could no near seo Y nan Who Was speeds ing toward her, but suddenly she felt 1 great @ ” or, ‘Then she was lifted up, and # oe felt the rushing of the wind and th @ branch as castonal brush of was vorme along, renee eS @uT 1 Can Havé. To 6Tau vou OFF ANCTHER, MONTH | * By Edgar Rice Burroughs mi THeyve Got MY PoP IN ‘rere AN’ J { MAKIN’ HIM AW? * February « BY = BF « By C.M.Payns BY # 25. 19135 i it Fi i 3 4 " Haat aura, Sonny Crp Tor - Pay you Tar tow You wow - (i Bhe opened her eyes, Far delow her lay the undergrowth and the hard earth. About her was the waving foliage of the forest. From tree to tree ewung the giant figure which bore her, and it seemed to Jane Porter that she waa living over In a dream the expertence that had been hers in that far African fungte. idden mi close to her, and then she wave frightened gasp—it was h My man" she murmured, “No, ts the delirium which precedes death.” She must have spoken gloud, for the it eyes that bent occasionally to hi hehted with a smile, Yes, your man, Jane Porter, Yor savage, primeval man come out of the Jungle to claim his mate—the woman who ran away from him," he addy almost flercely. “T did not run away,” she whispered ‘I would only consent to leave when they had waited a week for you to re- turn." They had come to a point beyond the fire now, and he had turned back to the cleartng. Side by de they were walking to- ward the cottage The wind had changed once more and the fire was burn ng back upon itself—another hour like 1 1 it would be burned out “Why did you not return?” she asked. “I wag nursing D'Arnot. He was wounded “An, T knew tt! she exctalmed. had gone to join the they were your people.” ov did not believe th hat Teall What 4 your name?’ “LT was Taraza® of the apes when you first knew me," he said “Targan of the apes! she cried. “And pute Lanswere! when [ that wae your Yes: whove did you think It was “EL did got know. Only that tt could not be yours, for Tarzan of the apes bad written in English, and you vad hot understand @ word of any in he la 1 in a iong story, bu wrote what [could not D'Arnot has made m uae,” tt was t who oak, And now fers Worse by teaching wo to speak French Instead of English. ‘Come," ha added, “fump into my @ar; we must overtake your father. hey are only a@ little way abeat they drove along, he sata: Then when you sal! in your note to Tarzan of the apes that another—you might have meant me?" "LT might have,” she sald simply “But in Baltimore--on, how ! have @earched for you—they told me you you loved Copeman NDOUBTEDLY,” sata Prtnetpal John Doty of Pubite Scheo! etreete ‘icorperal Punishment is « necessity in | schools of eur city. There are com- plaints from teach- era all over the city who deplore the fact that we have no port af punishment for un- ruly pupa = wouldn't say that the growing num- ber young thi criminals and hood- lume are the direct result of thiv non= | punishment rile of our eity schuola, but} 1 do believe, that It is a contributory cause of this youthful lawlessness ef! and tayman (for the teacher hi which we hear and see eo much.” In like manner, with some medifica- tions, opinions are given apmewhat in favor of corporal punishment by ' Dr. Jonn Tildeley, Principal of De Witt Clinton High Sehool, Justice Maye of the Children’s Court and many others. ‘The wisdom of creating corporal pun- fahment in dealing with yeung mis- creante must indeed be taken with pre- caution, since it is @ system emanating from the past which bas been ABOL- ISHED an civilization has ADVANCED. While th je the UNUSUAL child who may perhaps be reached only by the PHAR of punishment, it ts net the AVERAGE. And all rules and laws must be made for the average and not the exception. The exception must be dealt with, In patience. It is a well known fact that in the past, when corporal punist.ment was the rule rather than:'the EXCEPTION, many « whipping was administered by a teacher in © mood that was provoked by bad behavior or under a tempera- —_——. On the Warpath. Johany!* said) ‘te nice ‘siting de mother's house ause of charity, ‘Why your little trieods hare jolued, and we ave going lovely party at Christmas,” hav ° saint hook ie head, Thea he suddenly ex- etaimed : “Has a boy called Johnson, with red Rete, Joined yet?" “Yen, dear,” eai@ the nice young lady; “and he seems to like it, He's ouch @ guod little boy !"* Hub, is he?’ muttered Johnny, “Well, tf deve there 11 come, too, I've been looking for bim for three wionths, and never Inew where to find —Uhteagy Journal, \ ——— The Right Shop. NEWLY WEDD—is tae the tast dim before. Mis, N. Wedd You muff bia, don't sour Man We sire do, ena’aun MeN) Wedd Wel how much dould you charge to come up bere aod suff the turkey we're Ge a to have for Thankaiving dinner? 1 myeeit don't know how,—MWaman's ume Comysaion, ———————_——_ Nothing Doing. PTON SINOLAIR, at @ lan banquet that he has doue s much to popu. lente, 4 acd 8 more county,” he ead. “tbat tlle tre ¢ strong bust which fasting has taaea on the pubis m would possibly be now. That a man famed Canier had come ip here ta wed you. Jy that t "You." » you love him t* 0." “Do you love me” SNe burted face tn her hand, “1 am prom » another, 1 can no. answer you, Tartan the apes,” athe cried. You have ans of Now, talb me you Would marry one yeu do not love.” ‘My father owes ulm money.” Suddenly there « to Tarzan t a Amd real he name of t Car ! hinted treuple which ne led unaile te understand thes Me smiled “If your ner had. pak last treasure yoy would’ nyt feel for keep your promisé to this myn the to him to release me.” ed “TI could ask 1tf he ref I have given my promiga” He wae silent for a moment. The car Waa plunging along the d at a ree pace, for the threate att r An nther cha f the fron with raging fury « avenue oF eacape, the | ciplining The Day’s Good Stories MAYIS& DISS D & H~-A oe) As to “Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child.” By Sophie Irene Loeb. 1013, ter The Pras Publishing Ov. (Tic New Tesh Srening Werte), mental strain that perhaps could net te avoided by that teacher, For the fm at Mott afd Elizabeth | structor te but human. And, while many teachers ly are soverely tried every 4 Je nothing that causes euch fell | Tesentment to @ parent as the adminis tration of physical punishment on 4 | chitd, inmoted by « #0-called “outsider.” White the work of the teacher should be AIDED tn every direction oy pard.. to ao mu ith the molting of the v 4 citizen), vet to create a genera whereby that teacher may JUDGE ‘ls need of inflicting physical pain ts Grave question that should not be de elded without co-operation from tle parents themselves, While, for some children, the epariny of the rod perchance SPOLL® the child, there are many other WAYS that need not, be spared in IMPRESBING the wee one as to what he should of shoul) not do. When kindness, reasen, reward. ALL fall, there may Be some need for the rod; but thie showld be considered, 1f at all, ap the acme ef puaishment in the EXCEPTIONAL ease, and fully agreed upon by more tham the teacher himself as the ONE means in the pars ticular case at hand. If corporal punishment fe made a gen- oral thing, there will always be conten- | tlon between parent and teacher as te the justice thereof, And for the good of ALM. concerned contentions shoulé certainly not exist. ‘my lie for eight How Times If. 183 MARY DONNELLY, the sabi at the suffrage lumeh reome: "L was walking the vther set i ip country to Lang Islaod, The eky was blue, TRe cnystal aie was pure and frosty. The tres were wauied with autumnal ovlore—gold and pink vew red, How beautiful it waal to 8 meade a Delt dosen women were practising putting, They looked very amart tn their trim golf euite, ther eke of rouge Bomeeyun and their scarlet jacket, Ast them en old farmer aud ove of his farmhende approached, Bow,’ grumbled the farmnand, ‘ther gite tm the welder is arin’ our cows’ “The vid farmer shook hie bead end sighed, Ab, Pumythy,’ be aid, with profound truta, ‘times changed tines 6 wae young lu Chem he wand the gaa’ "i, Peub co Finatly they passed the dangzer-polnt, ed. aad Tuzan reduces thetr Suppose | should ask niin?’ ventured Ta san, “He would scarcely accede to the dee mand of a D 4 Id the grt aily one who wanted me him- se ‘Verkos did," sald Tarzan grimly, Ja Porter shuvdered and looked feargully up at the gant figure oeside her, for she Kaew he meant the anthropold ne had Killed in her “Tha ts not an African Jungle said, “You are no longer a savage boost You are @ gentleman, and gentler t Kill tte cold blood." nostil a wild beast at heart,” he na low volce, as though to hime y wore silent for a time. “Jane Porter,” sald the man length, “if you were free, would marry me She did mot reply at once, but he watted patiently, at you The girl was trying to collect her thoughts What did she know of this strange ne at her jo? Whar did he mself? Who was he? Whe his parents? very name echoed his iayge glu and bis savage life, sTo We Continued) ty ee oe atte