The evening world. Newspaper, May 1, 1913, Page 23

Cm 88, YP ae, Het MR. JARR’S GOING, BUT NOBODY KNOWS WHERE. ry) © you get this? asked Mr. Rangle in a cautious whisper to Mr, Jarr, es the ladies re- paired oe Jarr’s boudolr to put on syconeld ‘ation should begin at home, thetr rs, Jarr answered, “You feem to \, "3 can only dgure it out sort of! worry greatly how everybody will be ' NaEAP’ witiores al Jarr as cau-| inconvenienced except your wife." ack. Mr, J: Weide gomething coving of, aud ir, Jarr made no answer, so there Was no battle on this point, And Mrs. At Ip of direful portent to us, and I'll lay | Rangie turned to tie hilsband and murmured | asked if he w Mr. Rangle. ‘I never saw ‘em eo kind | at night. ee ene {0 stand there me $ 4 “But where are we going?” asked Mr. It’s a new one on me, too,” sald Mr. panite, arr, sibilantly, “A ried Man's} ane, _ ri, May Walk’ or ‘Husbands’ Annual Out-| ,T2at's for you th say. You and Mr. the reply, “This ts your w ng and Games.’ , : yo ince the female sex has got into| “cn wipes ate set ore id “ this ‘Votes for Women’ movement all} cunt you and Mrs, Jare wn ree (ks ‘ clianged,” ald Mr. Rangle, 100mg. ee ae eee teed Me Kanet ‘They treat us as children. 4 y (ad Idea,” revorted Mr. Sarc.|.,Both ladies glanced at other as though to say: The ten have May Parties. And) ur oii you so!” “What's the tdeaX Come, asked Mr. Mr, Rangle went on. ‘ And let us hind it," counselied Mr, Jarr. ‘May- be we're Just being ragged so we'll be glad to compromise and make no kick if they want to be Fifth Avenue Hikeretten. in the great ‘Ballots for Bashibasoukesses’’ parade Saturday.” “Why, they need not fear to brook my displeasure," sald Mr, Rangte. “I've surrendered long —_ “% never even put up a fight,” re- marked Mr. Jarr. But all further conferences between the victims of whatever was about to be put over on them was cut short oy the ladies appearing on the scene attired for the street. “2 knew they wouldn't be ready!" re- ried quartets the wife of a friend ts always most courteously ignored by the husband of a friend, and versa, Mrs. Jarr made a half motion as though to sit down—that action which (when accompanied by the words “We: then T won't go at all!") always fore abject surrender on a husband's part. But, Mr. Rangle being present, Mrs. Jarr smiled sweetly at him and re- marked: “Tm to clates hi ‘4 unselfishness, Whereupon Mr. Rangle was all smiles, “Now don't say that!” cried Mrs, R: gle, rushing to Mr, Jarr’s defense, “‘T heard him whispering while we were out of the room Rangle whispering, 1 nd T know he has tried to make ag stuborn as he is, But e Mr. Rangle appre- angie,” remarked that lad: gouhke the biggest fuss 4¢ I stop before e street to ask him if my skirt hangs properly—and he's ons | @f the kind of men that doesn't know whether it does or not”— : ia eee ee eee Gr arts ‘Where do you generally go?” asked night goes up at £.15:'"{ doth wives, ioe sy dear” nverpooed: 2, Jarr,| “To the Civic Reform Club," said Mr, “Pm only thinking of the inconvenience | Jarr. people to when we arrive late n Be ie theatr nd they have to stand |Club you two were at the other night, €p, holding their hats and wraps, while | sald Mi Jarr—"the burlesque show, we pass them on the way to our seats |‘All Girls and Ginger.’ according to the fm the contre.’ programme I found in your overcoat!" a much nicer disposition, yt I'm glad to Then Mr, Jarr smiled, ( ladies,” he said, “Where 11, we will go to the Civic Reform ~~ Betty Vincent’s Advice to Lovers When They Can’t Agree. - HERE were never yet two intelligent persons who : i ‘agreed completely on every conceivable topte. oe 3 But what of it, you people who are engaged and be who have the silliest quarrels about slight differences of opinion? You should know that !f your minds were Siamese twins, made after an {dentically similar pattern, you would both be bored to death. Whet has lent piquancy to your acquaintance from the very first has been the slightly different perspective at which each of you has seen the world, Because you have promised to spend the reat of your lives together, neither ‘one of you should feel compelled to make the other over. ‘ Instead of quarrelling about unimportant divergencles of thought or action, and making yourselves miserable, agree to sree, It's so much the simpler way. Déference very much, but he saya he could never 4 vi in Age. ine a me on account of my ‘beauty. “L. 0." writes: “I am twenty-four and| He thinks I would tire of him and look ; very much in love with @ youth of] for some one else. I am sure that this a eighteen, who wants me to marry him.) is not ao, but what shall I dot” But I have repeatedly refused, thinking] 1¢ you are sure that the young man is that the difference in age will make our! not “stalling” you, try to convince him unjon unhappy. Shall I marry him?" thet because you are beautiful you are ‘4n element of risk always enters into! not necessarily treacherous or silly. auch lage, but it may turn out —_ — “D. Bf’ writes: “A young man has — ‘| een paying me attention for two years ow. F." writes: ‘Thad a little quarrel and I have promised to be his wi¢e. Now with @ girl whom I accompanied to a/1 find I do not care for him, and I do ance because I teased her before a few! like several others better, What shall friends, She had the next dance with /y do? me, but gave it toa man whom neither! Break your engagement. It's the only of us knew to pay me back, Hadn't I! honest course under the circumstances, whe right to be offended girl did something she sroutan't| “H, W." writes: Reve done, but sie was probably too it propor for a from the theatre? They have only known each other a short time.” — A girl 1s supposed to reberve her kisses Z love @ young man for the man ghe bas axomieed to marry. taking offense, but you'd both better make up. ™ A" writes: what are | what's be-| He asked it of his wife, for in mar | young lady to allow a young man to! augty, to reflect. I don't blame you rf ‘her good-night efter coming home| The Evening World Daily — Yaas — LEFT FIELD TODAY. {Lt SHow MY CLASS OUT Tere} dust waTcd Me! GEE. MAKE A HIT WITH INCIDENTALLY ('LL The. crowd ! WHAT KIND OF A AIT ‘ : Magazine. Thursday. May 1, 1913 MY DoopNeTd? IT (TH WAINING HER— AND SHINE BEFORE, 1 JUST WONDER. (Copyright, 191 SYNOPSIS OF P Craig Kennedy i Who applies brilii solving of crimiual mysteries, Is @ newspaper man, Waite rates the story, comes to K been under Nsw wit r Jameson, who par. X-ray scientiat (Continued.) The Deadly Tube. me) 2 very little of the radiation escaped from the bowl that it was negtigible—except at the point w there was an opening in the bottom of the bowl to allow the rays to pass freely through exactly on tho spot on the Patient where they were to be usod, “The dermatitis, they say, has ap- Deared all. over her body, particularly on her head and shoulders,” added Dr. Gregory. “Now I have shown you my apparatus to Impress on you how really impossible it would have been for her to contract it from her treatments here, T've made thousands of exposures with never an X-ray burn before—except to myself, As for myself, I'm as careful a4 I can be, but you can see I am under the rays very often, while the patient 4s only under them once in @ while.” To illustrate his care he pointed out to us a cabinet directly back of the Operating table, Mned with thick sheets of lead, From this cabinet he conducted most of his treatinents as far as pos- sible, A little peep hole enabled him to seo the patient and the X-ray ap- paratus, while an arrangement of mir- rors and @ fluorescent screen enabled him to see exuctly what the X-raya were disclosing, without his leaving the lead ined cabinet. “I can think of no more perfect pro- tection for either patient or operator,” wald Kennedy admiringly. “By the way, did Mrs, Close come alone?” “No, the first tine Mr, Close came with her, After that she camve with her French maid.” The next day we paid a visit to Mra, Close herself at the private hospital. Kennedy had been casting about in his mind for an excuse to see her, and I had suggested that we go as reporters from the Star, Fortunately after send- ing up my card on which I had written ‘Craig's name we were at length allowed | to go up to her room, We found the patient reclining In an easy chair, swathed in bandages, a wre of her former self. I felt the 7 eenly, All that social positien and beauty had meant to her had been suddenly blasted. “You will pardon M y presumption,” began Craig, ‘but, Cc inotives. We repres 4 Star’ — Isn't it terrible enough that I should suffer #0," Newspapers hound me, too your pardon, Mra, Clo pyt You must be aware that the news of your sult of Dr, Gregory has now become public property. I couldn't stop the Star, much less the other pa pers, fcom talking about It, But [ can and will do this, Mrs, Close, I will seo that Justice is done to you and all o: ers concern: Balieve a here an a newspaper copy 1am here to get at the truth » thetically. Incidentally, 1 may be able to render you a service, too.” “You can render me no service cept to expedite the euit against that careless doctor—1 hate him.” “Perhaps,” said Craig. “Hut suppose some one else should be prot to have been really responsible? Would you eull want to press the sult and let the gullty person escape?” She bit her lp. “What fs it you want 2" yhe asked, want permission to visit your rooms at your home to talk with your maid. I do not mean to spy on you, far from it; but consider, Mrs. Close, if 1 should be able to get at the bottom of this thing, find out the real cause of your misfortune, perhaps show that you are the victim of a cruel wrong rather than of carelessness, would you not be willing to let mn 40 ahead? Tam frank to tell you that J suspect there i more to this @ you yoursalf nave any idea ¢ No, you are mistaken, Mr. Kennedy. I know the cause of it, It was iny love of beauty. I couldn't resist the tamptar tlon to get rid of even a slight defect. If T had left well enough alone I should not be here now. A friend recommend- han took me there. “My husband wishes me to remain at home, but I tell him I feel more com- fortable here in the hospital, I shall never go to that house memory of the tortu: nights in my room thet my good looks going—going’—she shuddered—"is such that I can never forget it. He says I would be better off there, but no, I cannot go, still,” she contmyed wearily, “there can be no harm in your talking to my maid. Kennedy noted attentively what she was saying, “I thank you, Mra, Close,” he replied, am sure you will not regret your permission, Would you be so kind as to give me a note to rape, dictated @ short uote to's An Absolutely NEW se Of Detective Story Pf nurse, signed it und languidly dis- missed us. I don’t know that I ever felt as de- Pressed as I did after that interview MI one who had entered @ living death to ambition, for while C: done all the talking I had nothing but depression. I vow if Gregory or anybody el sponsible I would do my si bringing on him retributio: he Closes lived in a splendid big house in the Murray Hill section. The Presentation of the note quickly brought Mrs, Close's maid down to us, She had not gone to the hospital because Mrs. love had considered the services of the trained nurses quite suMctent, You, the maid had noticed how her mistress had been failing, had noticed . it long ago, in fact almost at the time when she had begun the X-ray treat- ment. She had seemed to improve once when she went away for a few days, but that was at the start, and directly after her return she grew worse again, until she was no longer herself. “Did Dr. Gregory, the X-ray specialis ever attend Mrs, Closo at her home, her room?” asked Craig. “Yea, once, twice, he call, but he do no good,” she sald with her French nt. But, m'sleur, every one in soolety has What does m'sleur mean?” —& Mr, Lawrence, . Mr. Lawrence frequently.” “When Mr, Close was at home?” “Yes, on business and on business, too, when he was not at home. He 1s the attorney. jeur."” “How did Mr. Ch “He ts the attorney, repeated persistently. ("And he, did he always call on buel- néss?” “Oh, yes, always on business, but— well madame, sho was a very beautiful woman, Perhaps he like beautiful women—eh tien? That was before the Doctor Gregory treated madame. After the doctor treated madame M'steur “Are you thoroughly devoted to Mrs. Close? ‘Would you do & favor for her?” ed Craig pointblank, ‘Bir, I would give my life, for madame. alwa. to me, “I don't ask you to give your life for her, Marie,” said © “but you can great almoi will do it," “Tonight,” said Craig, “ft want you to sleep in Mra. Close's room, You can do so, for 1 know that Mr, Close is ancia Club until his n the sanitarium, To morrow morning come to my labora- tory"-—Craig handed her his card—"and 1 will tell you what to do next, By living at the St. F wife returns fro the way, don't oey auyining ta one in the house about it, and @ sharp watch on the actions of any the servants who may go into Mra. "maid Craig, “there te noth. ing more to be done immed: 5 thing you can do, after all, Walt would lke you to look up Gregory and Close and Lawrence. something about them. But you can find out @ good deal with your T already know en connected with them, or with Mra. he added significantly, “with It ian't necessary any other woman. to may that not @ breath of it must be published—yet. T found @ good deal of gosaip, but very ilttle of it, indeed, seemed to me at the time to be of importance, Drop- Ding in at the St. Francis Club, whero I had some friends, tioned the troubles of the Huntington Closes, I was surprised to learn that Little of his time at the club, none at home, and only 4: into the hospital to make formal in- quiries az to his wife lt then occurred to me to drop into the oMce of Bociety Squibs, whose kpown, The editor told that nameless look of the cynical scandalmonger, that jf T wanted to learn anything about I had best watch Mra. a very wealthy Western the smart set T casually men- editor I had tor divorcee about whom Were much excited, particularly those whose wealth made ft diMeult to stand the pace of soclety as it was going at nd before the traged: editor with anoth if he were impart fameless look, as & most valuable ‘Mt waa the talk of the attention that Close’s lawyer was paying to Mrs. Close, Bi to her credit let me say that ve us a chante to hint at anything, and—well, you know us; we don't need Much to make enappy society ‘The editor then waxed even more con- fidential, for if I am anything at all T am @ g00d istener. "It really was « sham Lawrence do not call so often, That's ed Dr. Gregory to my liusband, who all, vice—a very great cients, Lawrence had rte when she divorce, and a handsome “Bettlement he got for her, They say his fee ran up into the thousande—contingent, you I don't know what hie game was''—here he lowered hie vole to a whisper—‘but they say Close owes him fought her case in the sued ot Tulk! Be PON STRA you have auch a pretty color.’ three berries only are necessary." Own Beauty Doctor ERRY MAKE-UP. By Andre Dupont. ‘Copyright, 1013, by The Prem Mublishing Oo, (The New York Kvuning World), oe OW well you are looking this morning, ‘mot her friend on her way to market. wald the Average Girl es che “1 don't think that I ever saw The Woman of Thirty received the compliment with a sinile, but turned the subject with a remark about the weather “Oh, the weather's all right," ead the Giri, “but I'll bet that was not what @ave you such becoming pink cheeks. Come, now, confess, Was it some brand- few beauty stunt? “It isn't @ new one at all,’ contrar dicted the Woman. “Our great-grand- (t It te eimply “Strawberries! I've heard of thelr 5) siving people a rash, and Uncle Thomas, *; always declares that they give him But this te the first time I ever knew that they would make your cheeks pink. I'll order a couple “Tou won't\need so many. ‘Two or “Why, that's scarcely enough for a single mouthful.” “I am not after thelr effect internally, but externally, You see, the straw- berry contains an acid that ecte as a natural bleach ¢or the akin, It makes it soft and white and it is aleo elightly eatringent, so (t counteracts any tendency to flabbiness, I rub « rige strawberry over my face and neok, jet it dry in and then wash it off with warm water. This, make the say in Paris, Bvory night, dust I go to bed, I over each cheek, not smearing it any old way, but epplying it carefully, citcle starting at the cheek bone and rubbing in a rubbing hardest in the center of the cheek and lightest on the edges, es rouge ‘a put on. Then I take @ piece of old linen and remove any of the tiny straw- berry eceds that may have adhered to my cheeks and also rub the juice « little |; P smoother.” “But I should think the effect would be awful, You avust look as if you were weltering (n gore." “Welt, it is eather crude, I myst con- fess, and it makes my face look « tit- tle like rare roast beef, But I let it get thoroughly dry, so it wilt not stain the pillow cases, and then go to bed and aleep the aleep of the just. In the morning I wash my face with warm water and most of the dried straw- berry juice comes off, ‘eaving just enough to give the cheeks « natural pink flush, which, unlike most make- up, actually improves the ekin the longer dt stays on. I also use it on my Ups whenever they are looking a ittle pale.” “uppdse you @et too much on? Do you have to go around ail day looking lke an Endian in his war paint?’ ‘No, indeed. I can remove every bit of it any time with @ little soap and warm water, And if IT am going to wear evening dress I amear it on my neck and shouldere for @ day or ti “I'm going to try that, For I've night.” ‘tle a cinch ‘That he, with muscle bare and sleeve uprolied, Will give the eonnet such @ etrangie- hold ‘That it, perforce, must knuckle, inch ‘by inch, Jiu jitsu, judo, even, at a pinch, w™. will become of him? Why, it out for yourself as you like, Now, I've told you all I know, Come in again, Jameson, when you want som more scandal, and remember me to the boye down on the Star, The following day the matd visited Kennedy at his laboratory while I wes reporting to him on the result of my investigations, She looked worn and haggeré. She trad apent a aleepless night and begged that Kennedy would not eek her to ze- peat the experiment. “I can promise you, Marte,” he eatd, ‘that you will rest better to-night. But you must epend one more night in Mre, Close's room, By the way, can you er- Tange for me to go through the room thie morning when you go back?" Marie said ahe could, end an hour or @o later Craig and I quietly slipped into the Close residence under her guidance, He was carrying something that looked Mae @ miniature barrel, and I had en- olber package which be had given me, Got to go 00 © dance co Gaturtex Half-Nelson he'll bring tnte play te mould ‘ ‘The sapphic or alcalc, and string ‘em * cola With all the fervor of the late Judge Lynch. Gans grub, the poet lacks the inward cheer ‘That fosters tnepiration; give him means To feed, and be'n ecatatically view peneahie 9 pure starlight ia @he foam- J Doth carefully wrapped up. The butler yed us eumpiciousty, but Marie spoke © few wads to him and I think showed him Mre, Close’s note, Anyhow he said anthiag. ‘Witain the room thet the unfortunate electric cleaner, which he quickly atteched and set running, Up end down the floor, eround and under the bed he pushed the cleaner, He used the various at tachments to clean the curtaing, the» walls, and even the furniture, Par toularty did he pay attention to the base Soard on the wall back of the ” bed, Then he carefully removed the dust from the cleaner and sealed it ap — in @ leaden box, ; He wes about to detach and