The evening world. Newspaper, April 3, 1913, Page 21

‘This is theatre. Laay" was produced, eretion,” which gave wu! Mi rol Elizabeth Jor “The Wi from Okhi Friend” evet? keen observation Nke a guy. convincing, as obvious un ait of experience. “beauty parlor,”” From Oklahoma” Funny for One Act. BY CHARLES DARNTON. T takes the stage to show us old-fashioned wives trotting after ambitious I husbands and finally saving them from the terrible fate of living more or less happily ever after with younger, prettier and more accomplished women. real menace of politics, he Governor's Lady that threatens the self-made statesinan who grows tired of home-cookin, Inet night “The Lady from Oklahoma” arrived at the Forty-elghth Street Th: flying signals of distress. In all fairness it should bi nd al ) herself with frills and frocks. nas author and Miss Jes and producing the piay, it may safely be said that “The Lady from Okla- hod" came to town under strong feminine protection. It was all very feminine and therefore a bit baffling. As Miss Jordan is a magazine editor we may be justified in assuming @ramatised herself in the very busy person of the obligi Jessie Bonatelle as Mrs. Joe! Dixon. teauty and faced the fair lobbyist in an “emotional” After that the audience could not be blamed for laughing in the wrong place, All the preparation of the first two dealing awkwardly with the political entanglements of the Senator. It betrayed the fact that Miss Jordan has no constructive ability. She does possess, how- As the supposedly faect 8 any villaines her bitter expression by eating oliver sensible as the magazine editor, and William K. Harcourt made Dizon Western in looks but Southern in speech and gesture. Henry Harmon gave Senator Kirby “PLAYING IBALL ON Te STREET, e . er to believe what see in recently opened our eyes to the one great danger id this play was written before “The Governor's that it dates further back t! "Years of Dis the first glimpse of a frump making a new woman of There ts no occasion to make comparisons. With Bonstelle playing the chief eo hi edjtor who leave: to she starts the lady to press as best it can whil OMA On a mad course of culturine There is a decided Aifference be- ‘ween the widow from Brookline at the Belasco Theatre and the latest visitor to this centre of culture and ready-made clothing. cated. The mind as well as the body has to be put @ hurry, too, for Mrs. Joel Dixon ts determined to Her case is more compil- through its paces, and in “ketch up” with her husband in elx months, He te knéwn te be @ Perfectly good United States Senator, but a wicked lobbyist who has her face’ Massaged every day is getting in her deadly work and his wife is afraid shi will lose him, The wonderfully sym: pathetic mi editor no sooner tory than she leads the lady from Oklahoma to a “beauty parlor.” . For one act the play was funny. That “beauty parlor” scene caused shrieks of laughter that rose above the cries of the wounded. It proved to be a chamber of feminine horrors in which all manner of atrocities were practised, to the hug delight of the audience. The hair of one brave soul was a beautiful mixture of green and red. Another martyr wa@ baked until she was quit. lone.” And so It went from one end of the room to the other while the lady from Okla- homa was having her face and her grammar corrected, two highly edu- cated friends of the magazine editor adding to her torture. There was wit as well as novelty in this scene, but the fun was spolled when Mrs, Dixon tore off her chin-strap and other aids to moment. sts led to nothing but a tedious last act and a sense of feminine character, Her men, on the other hand, are as artificial as dummies in shop-windows—or in cheap fiction, In the end Mrs, Dixon walks off with her husband by virtue of her native ness rather than because of her clothes and her culchure, go that the heme really comes to nothing. for the wife's new c Jessie Bonstelle doe: it was wholly a matter of taste. should be told that she was dressed Her cloak suggested nothing so much as a new gold coinage. Though a bit harsh—which after all was in keeping with the character—Miss Bonstelle gave a touch of pathos to her role in the opening act, She aleo succeeded in realizing its humorous possibilities, though at times she was too grotesque to be ting lobbyist Miss Katherine Browne Decker was of melodrama, and 8! Miss Isabel O'Madigan was simple and “The Lady From Oklahoma” must depend entirely upon that. second-act ‘The rest of the play !s almost as crude as “the lady” herself, Betty vis “R, CO” w ¢ther mi to give he of my love? repulses you. atipulation. There |; who believes that the easiest way to make a hit with » girl ‘young women who a: uy upon the girl he ts likely to find that the thermometer has dropped. So let him be warned in time! The Engaged Girl. “I am very much tn Jove with a girl who ts engaged to an- Would it be proper for me welry, and may J tell her No, to your first question. think you have a right to let the girl know how you feel, even if she at once cen have paid me attention since, but ow. P.” wright “ay chum and I met two young men of @ theatre ene BIgnL out affection fer an Vincent’s Advice to Lovers “Speak Ill of No Woman.” O NE of the qualities inhe: ideal of the gentleman w: of any woman, And good sense, as well as good tas @ certain type of modern young man is to regale her with unkind gossip about oth known to both, haps his vte- ime and appear to be well enter. may lat the tained, But she is iMkely to do some thinking afterward, and the burden of her thought runs Iike this; such things about other girls to me, what will he about me to the next girl he meets?’ "If he says The next time the young man bestows his company )They immediately made an en for the next evening. Was for us to keep it? Not unl you met the young men through a proper introduction. Mm, writes: “A young man ine sulted me, and I stopped having any- thing to do with him. Geveral young But I T find I atill Jove the Sret young man. 4 what shall I dot’ [In Springtime aj dian tee atatiieeek ie By Eleanor Schorr ||| BRIGHT SAYINGS THE PRISON CELL. Characters: Warden Time, Lov IME the Warden stande close g and sent to prison for the POLICEMAN IF_WE HAD ANOTHER FELLAH ? the Moon. rd over Love, who has been captured offense of wounding two persons— one Bessie and one Bob. And én the evening the Moon rose over the hill, but Love was not in the cherry orchard, The Moon searched and saw many wanderers who should have found Love, but Love was not there. (Coppright, 1908, by 2. J, Clete.) SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING INSTALMENTS, bree tim ot aa the par ot c : his Colonel's ‘wife and Lord’ Ventoor, “Uh liner Sirdar, here tee Te paturally Stiraoted, by Ir Deuse, dtugiter open Chine’ Seer the sitdar' pice dowae” The bai)" sure vivore, are Anstruther” and Irs. caer [ited "mfr of thet lash ators he inahes mae for lie be eive be inde skeleton and alec ‘! a scratched fi a Jone she is attacked etna fe cmt ened fog the ve, search the idand. al teen nd ep i aia tials "Bebe gee ive, ‘the the t CHAPTER Xil. (Continued.) A Truce. ENKS'S heart bounded when this unlooked-tor offer reached his ears. The unfortunate Mohammedan was evidently eager to get away from the J Piratical gang into whose power he had fallen. But the chief was impatient if not suspicious of those long speeches, for “Tell Taung 3'All that T will slay him and all hie men ere to-morrow's gun rises, He knows something of my pow- er but not all. To-night at the twelfth hour you will find @ rope hanging from the rock, Tie thereto a vessel of water, Fail not in this. I will not forget your services, I am Anstruther Sahib of the Belgaum Rissala. ‘The native translated his words :nto a fierec defiance of Taung BAIL and his Dyaks. The chief glanced at Jenks and Iris with an ominous smile, He muttered something. “Then, sahib. There is nothing more 1 can only advise you to try te root, ‘unworthy, heat. to be said, Beware of the trees on veer right, 4 atlent death even to the you mand, Ane > a. temptation, The Wings of the Morning { I will not fai! you to-night, on my fe," cried the interpret “I believe you. Go! But inform your chief that once you have disappeared Found the rock whence you came I will talk to him only with a rifle” Taung S'Ali seemed to comprehend the Englishman's emphatic motions, Waving hie hand dGeflantly the Dyak turned, and with one parting glance of mute assurance the Indian followed him, And now there came to Jenks a great Iris touched his arm and whispered: “What have you decided? I did not dare to speak lest he should hear my voice.” Poor girl! She was sure the Dyak could not penetrate her disguise, though @he feared from the manner in which the conference broke up that it had not been satisfactory. Jenks did not answer her, He knew that 1¢ he killed Taung S'All his me would be @o dispirited that when thi Right calme they would fly. There was 0 much at stake—Iria, wealth, love, happiness, life itself—all depended on his plighted word, Yet his savese enemy, @ slayer of women, a human & certain to the whi Oh, ft was cruel! The ordeal of that ghastly moment was more trying than Gil that he bad hitherto experienced. He «1 @ choking sob of relief when the silken-clad scoundrel passed out of wight shout even delgning to give @uother glance at the ledge or at those who silently watohed him, Irie could guess the nature ef the mortal struggle raging in the sailor's soul. “Tell me," she repeated, “what have you done? “Kept filth with that swaggering ruffian,” he said, with odd feeling of thankfulness that he spoke truly, “Why? Have you made him promise?” “Unhappily I permitted him to come here, so I had to let him go. He mised you instantly,” ‘Thie surprised her greatly. “ase you eure? 4 caw him pointing t any The Evening World Daily Magazine, Thursday, April 3, 1913 1 CAN 6ET ANOTHER FELtAN Then a tiny ray from one of the Moon's many eyes peeped into a weeny close-barred window and there spied Love, fettered with steel, inside the cold gray walle. He who belonged im the world of Nght and fe was a captive, They had not shaved hie blond curly head, but they had clpped his wings, The Moon kept vigil outside the cell window that night, and told Love what he saw—told him how the wanderers m: ed him and that Bess and Bod still thought of him kindly. This was Cupid's onty consolation through that night of sadness. Stull Another UNUSUAL Story at me, but he seemed to be in such « ‘dad temper that I imagined that he was angry with you for exchanging a Preposscssing. young lady for ea Ill- favored youth.” Jenks with diMficulty suppressed a sigh, Her words for an instant had the old Piquant flavor, Keeping a close watch on the shelter- ing promontory, he told her all that had taken place. Iris became very down- cast when she grasped the exact state of affairs, She was almost certain when the Dyaks proposed a parley that reasonable terms would result, It hor- rifled her beydnd measure to find that she was the rock on which negotiations wera wrecked. Hope died within her. The bitterness of death was in her vreast. “What an unlucky influence I have had on your existence!” she exclaimed. “If it were not for me this trouble at least would be spared you. Because [ am here you are condemned, Again, be- cause I stopped you from shooting that wretched chief and hig companions they now demanding your life as @ for- It ts all my fault. I cannot bear rt fott. it She was on the verge of tears, The strain had become too great for her. After indulging in @ wild dream of tree- dom, to be told that they must again endure the irksome confinement, th tive suffering, the slow horrors of a siege in that rock prison, almost dis- tracted he: Jenks was very stern and curt tn his reply. “We must make the best of a bad busine he said. “If we are in a Ught place the Dyaks are not much bet- ter off, and eighteen of their number @re dead or wounded, You forget, too, that Providence has sent us @ most useful ally in the Mohammedan. When @ll is said and done, things might be far worse than they are." Never before had his tone been so cold, his manner so abrupt, not even in the old days when he purposely en- deavored to make her dislike him, She walked along the ledge and tim- idly bent over hi “Borgive me!" she whispered, ‘I did forget for the moment, not only the koodness of Providence, but also your aelf-sacrificing devotion. 1 am only a woman, and I don't want to dle yet, but 1 wilt] not live unless you, are say ‘ Oncg alzengy that day she bad ox v By Louis Tracy ELEANOR SCHORER, Pressed this thought in other words, Was some shadowy design filtting through her brain? Buppose they were faced with the alternatives of dying from thirst or yielding to the Dyaks. Was there another way out? Jenks shivered, though the rock was grilling him. He must divert her mind from this dreadful brooding. “The fact is," he said with @ foeble attempt at cheerfulness, “we are both hungry and consequently grumpy. Now, Suppose you prepare lunch. We will t er so much better after we have choked back her emotion, and yed the task of providing a meal which was hateful to her. In doing so she saw her Bible, lying where she had placed it that morning, the leaves still open the Ninety-firat Paalm, She had indeed forgotten the hee Hath hy wage et now and made little furrowa down her solled cheeks. But they were helpful Teaignation, not of despair. Although the “destruction that wasteth at noon- day” was trying her sorely she again fet strong and sustained. She even smiled on detecting an in- tears, tears of voluntary effort to clear her face, Sho was about to catry and some tinned meat to the si when @ sharp exclamation from him caused her to hasten to his ‘The Dyake had broken cover, Running in scattered sections across the san they were risking such lows as thi defenders might be able to infilct upon them during @ brief race to the shelter And food to be obtained in the other part of the taland, Jenks did not fire at the scurrying gang. He was walting for one man Taung S'All, But that redoubtable person, having probably suggested this dash for liberty, hed fu’ lized the enviable share of attention he would attract during the passage, Hoe there- fore discarded his vivid attire, and, by borrowing odd garments, made himself sufficiently like unto the remainder of his crew to decelve the sailor until the rush of men was over, Among thei ran the Mohammedan, who did not look up the valley but waved his hand, When all had quieted down again Jenks understood how he had been fooled He laughed so heartily that Iris, not knowing elther the cause of his merri- ment or the reason of his unlooked-for elemeney to the fiying foe, feared the bun bad affected im. u . Coprright, 1913, by The Prew Publidhing Co, (The New York Evening World), ‘The company had said “goodby” at least five times, but still remained to talk. My little girl, aged three, econ got tired of this and sald, “Mother, hadn't we better go to bed a0 these folke com go home?” They went. MRB. C, DUNN, 216 West Twenty-second street, I gave my daughter, aged three, some eggshells to throw out to the chickens ig the yard. Ae she threw them she said, “Here, ohichene, fill them up again!” MRS. SCHAFFERT JR, Contre and Sth ate, Cartetadt, N. J. Little Arthur's mother had been telling him the story of @ ferocious bear, and after ruminating over it awhile he sud- denly exclaimed, “Spece I wae walking in the woede and @ big beer came along and ate me up—how's my soul going to get out of thet bear's stummich te get to heaven?” A. B. GOODWIN, 086 Amsterdam avenue New York. Little Clara hae abit of sticking her feet out of the bed covers. One| Mendbem, N. Tle contest will close nest Beturdey. ‘Do You Wear Glasses? Do You Know How They Started? O you wear glasses? Wither the D kind that pinch your nose and fall off in the soup or the sort that fasten behind your ears and go by the name of possteden! nae ae le wear them . Mcceeleciay culn the beauty of thetr eyes by putting oval windows in front of them and more children spoil the Dabyish eweetnens of their little faces, All tn the holy name of ectence. Here ie gome odd Information from the American Medtcal Association Journal that may interest the glase-weartag nda: “tne tacts that the Chinese have: long known of spectacles and that snow spectacles have been employed by the @amoyed tribes near the Arotte Circle have been frequently remarked on fn ‘books of travel, ‘And Layard found « plano-convex of rock-crystal in the Tuine of eveh. But that these Orfental races knew of the use of eye-iasses before the Mf- teenth century js a matter of grave Goubt, according to the best modern ‘authorities. “All Buropean referencs of mpectacles before the year 1270 are Aublous, Pliny's description of Nero looking at the gladiatorial combate tn ‘an emerald means at best omy @ lor gnette, or most probably a reflecting mirror, Roger Bacon seems to have known of magnifying lenses (1278), which soon became common enough, But the probable inventor of spee- tactes as such was a Florentine worthy on whose tombstone tn the ehurch of Banta Croce is the insoription: “Hore lies Satvino d'Armato degil Ar mati of Florence, the inventor of spec- Ni He at once quitted the post occupied during so protracted a vigil. he cried, “we can eat in peace. © stripped the chief of his finery. His men oan twit him on being forced ed his gorgeous plumage in order ‘Anyhow, they will until night fatis, so we tt experienced now have warned him of it had the purpose of those long bamboos car- ed by some of th ri ‘or Taung S*Ali, furto resolved tha’ If he could not obtain slay the pair of them; and he had terrible weapons In his pos- session pons that could send death to the place whi wtood."* CHAPTER XIII. For the Defendant. = ESIDENTS in tropical coun- tries know the heat is great- est, or certainly least bear- able, between two and four hot night, on being told not to do 0, she obeyed in silence for a iittie while and then suddenly eald, “Oh, mamma, let me Put my feet out! They're chobing.” MRS. E 68 Kast 117th St, N. ¥. C — tacles, May God forgive bis sim. [He died] Anno Domini 1s17.” An eli chronicte of the Domtnicas besirge- de dbaagh stens sah op | : i ir Hf ¢riend and ‘by Albrecht should rig up the tarpaulin fn quch aa to gain protection from the sun yet enable him to cast @ watchful over the valley. Irte helped to Great canvas sheet om the supports he had prepared. Once shut off from the devouring sun rays, the hot dreese then epringing into fitful existence cooled their Diistered but perspiring skin and made life somewhat tolerable, SU adhering to his polloy of com- dating the first enerveting attecks of thirst, the sallor sanctioned the con- sumption of the remaining water. As a last desperate expedient, to be resorted to only in ease of sheer necessity, he uncorked @ bottle of champagne filled the tin cup, The sparking wi with ite volume of creamy foam, looked fo tempting that Iris would then and there have risked its potency were she Rot promptly withheld, Jenks explained to her that when thi wine became quite fat and insipid might use it to molstem their parcned