The evening world. Newspaper, July 15, 1913, Page 15

Ten Nation-Famous New York Murders By Alfred Henry Lewis 6.—The MeFarland-Richardson Murder. IIS is the tale of two men and a woman. Her girlhood name was Abby Bage. She was born in 1884 at Lowell om the River Merrimac. Her father, Nathan Gage, Was: weaver. Abby Sage was given a Ni e@ucation te be had since Guttenberg invented types. As she grew to ‘wemanhood, proceeding after the New England manner, she took a school to teach. This last was in Manchester, N. H., to which town of looms and bob- Bing her father had removed. + Aa whe held sway in her little echool-kingdom gnd brought her chubby, bJegts forward in the important matter of the three R's, Abby Sage, aged nineteen, was not without ambitions. @crubby su She Knew she was beautiful—with her Drown eyes, brown hair, broad fore- head, mouth full and sensitive and 's lines, She believed for she had read and critica—and Boston magazines Printed them, and paid. The Man in the Case. Tnnocontly egotistical, happy, hoping brightly many things, with just a Gigescs. ‘touch of mercury in her vby Bage one evening met Dan- te McFarland, He was her senior by an even score of years. Also, he was a rolling stone from Galway. Brought to this country at an early | as and father and mother dying before abla ber dag Corrdeghy lt pr he had m1 ly apprenticed to a Lynn ber dpap abn jut But even with so mod- est a start, he grew up as egotistical and ras optimistic a hed Abby Sage Rerself. He lacked, however, the gir! @ngieness of purpose and quiet ne Misliking the smell of tann Mand the feel of leather, MeFariand, lhe bby Sage, had had his dreams. These me in the beginning so possessed hela him that .e had raked and Paige déllare enough together, some, horrewing more, to take him fessora made him his in chemistry, and eo put ‘tds way, and should be given his degree as a Bachelor of Arts, that same benevolent, good professor sent him to France, where he Matened to the lecturings of Cheval Miohelet and the erudite Jules Simo: Having finished with France, McFar- returned to Boston somehow, law somehow, and somehow admission to the Bay State bar. admitted, he did not practise la lered as @ machine, there were oudle the number of loose screws in ot the make tere, failure. for one grave matter in that waged re agen Set ae ee @na are as the very bedplates of all victory. MoFariand Gefeated, upheld his eoul strong Grin. Whiskey became to as the ehadow of @ great rook ins Gar oe wh ttle lost had ho it for the moment of every good opinion of himself, he turned to alovhol as the quick, eure method of restoring what diplomats sll etatus quo. . Fascinated and Won. ‘When in Manchester that echool-day evening MeFarland 14 | help, she could dena—eo di! England education, which is the best though he owed his tallor. Also, putting his best foot forward, and with no more villainous than just to. shin bit, he Hed braggingty of hie past and invested it with @ bustle of triumphs. Abby Sage heard him, and bdelleved every word. He became ber hero, her conqueror, her meteor among men. Had he been & bad man, McFarland, Giscovering the love of Abby Sage, cee marriage. Abby Gage. ‘accepted | im, It wae like @ release from prigon. No more should the four walls of a Seorsiot | school crib, cabin and confine And eo they were marri in her | father’s Hittle church, and weaver Sage— less as his daughter—gave the bride away. A Rude Awakening. This was tn November, 187. Within three months, the scales fallen from her eyes, poor Abby Sage MoFariand was driven to rap at her fathers door to save herself from starving. After three monthe MoFariand called her back to him, The decade which fell in between 1957 4 1867 was ten years of nightmar. ie wretched Mrs. MoFarland. It wi ten years of disaster, ten years uf| Grunkenness for him. They lived ore- k by hope, McFarland wee first here and then there, dragging her with him. It has been written that, to keep her- suppiicatory rappii father never failed her, re-took her to hie loyal, uncomplaining heart without a word. Percy, Daniel. Jessy died; the others lived. The little ones were as welco: beneath the roof of weaver Gage as the daughter. Even the miserable Farland went there unrebuked, and bor- towed money. Weaver Gage was of the weod from which martyre are carved, Powerful Friends. How Gid MoFarland live @uitng those nightmare ten years? By borrowed the] 64, beyond the slender Continued.) ghoullers of (To Betty Vincent’s Advice to Lovers Dance ‘Etiquett know many young men the escort is often supposed to fill up her order be- HY ehould a| forehand among his friends, introducing W young man/them himself on the evening a the who takes a gil toe tence| consider that has @ “corer I party. Does He Care? 5." writes: “A young man always her ¢or the entire|walks home with me whenever he meets evening? me, and makes an appointment for the Of course, if the future. But he does not always keep Gance is @ public his engagements, giving meas an excuse one, there will be)that he has to work. He eays he cares many young men|for mé, and ke does not pay attention Tito any eter girl, I have known bim On| three monte, Do you think he really the other hand, |loves met" some of her ac-| He is probably in the process of ¢all- qvaintancer uay be present. There is/ing in love, Ba reason f, the world why she should — Ret give one of two dances to any one) "HH. N." writes am eighteen and te whom she has teen properly Intro-|deeply in love with @ man ten years my We have been fn’ the to her es-|T have just been told pot hoa hyged and If the rumor ts ¢rue you must try to’. og him. Your youth will make it than you’ p18, wy Toe: SS JACK! WHERE ARE. You? ——— sumint rt qi vero reco faire 5 SN On pe err TT en “age NN, The Destroying Angel Woparight, 1012, by Loute Jomph Vence) SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING Ci eal Boral Pie a Continued.) The Late Extra. HE clamor of comment and’ questioning which had broken loose upon the falling of the curtain was waxing and gain- ing @ high, Querulous note of impatience. In the gallery the gods’ were beginnin; theif normal intoleran been music they might have been more calm; tet Max had fallen in with the theatriees @eruier cri, and had orchestras from his houses, employing only @ peal of gongs to In- ‘and attention before each to fll the curtain, Abruptly Maz himself appeared at one side of the proscenium arch. It waa plain to those nearest the at: that he was aerio! disturbed. There ‘was @ noticeabli jtancy in his man- ner, @ pat in bis habitually mild and lustrot Advancing half-way to the middle of the pa ron, he paused, begging attention gy hand. It was a full min- wennales end gentlemen,” he announced fe anion regret to inform . | cipitately from view, hounded by mock- to testify to, brill ‘IL saw her’— better find Mies Law you that Miss Law has suffered @ seri- up! hock”—his gase wan- “Perhaps you' ed inquiry toward thi Ld Cae by Whitaker interrupted. idea where she's gone?” ox, then was hastily 7 ome ye probably," Maz snapped in re- few moments. If you will! turn, not be able to con- t us your patience for a! "Where's that?’ | very few minu He backed pre-| “Fifty-seventh street—house of her own—Just bought It. “Come on, thei Passing bis arm A lull fell, but only temporarily. As through the maneer's, Whitaker drew the minutes Jengthened the gallery grew | him Out into the alley. “We'll get a More and more obstreperous and turbu-! taxi before this mob begins to pour out at. Wave upon wave of sound swept! of the theatre.” ere the auditorium, to break, roar-| “But, look here~what business've you ink, against the obdurate curtain. When | @ot mixing in?” | eventually @ seaond figure appeared -be- ‘Ask Mise Law,” eald Whitaker short- | for footlights the audience seemed | | to understand that Mex dared not show | to teil the man flatly, himaelf again, and why. band.” But he retained wit enough to Tt was with diMculty that the mam— deny himself the satisfaction of this evidently the stage manager—contrived ghattering rejoinder. know her, to make himeelf Meconnectéedly heard. jd. “That's enough for ¢! a “Ladies and .. .” he shoul eat ent.’ Deading hie perturbed forehe: | "It you knew her all the time why didn't you say eo?” Max demanded An angry how! drowned him out. He heatedly, retreated at accelerated discretion. | “I didn't know I knew her—by that ipping through the wane name," sald Whiteker lamely, door behind the boxes, ran into At the entrance to the all paused to listen to the uproar wi well beloved theatre. Td give five thousand dollars gold if T hadn't met you this afternoon!” * ing applause, edly explaining to any one who would Naten the utter futility of offering tox oMfce prices in return for seat check | which in the majority of instances had groaned. | cost their holders top-notch speculators’: ‘It's too iate now,” Whitaker ey tioned the obvious, ‘They'll wreck the theatre,” he shout-' stood I promise you I would excitedly, mopping his brow with hii least, to sit where she could sleeve, “and hanged if I diam it did she pull @ raw one like this began gently to w Broadway, but the manager bung back iitaker caught his arm in @ grasp it sulky child. pelling attention. here's Miss Law?" he asked. “You tell me and I'll make you @ handso: ¢ present,” retorted the man. Vhnat's happened to her? Can't you find her? “I dunno—#o ask Max." “Where ts hi “You can “You were Pitted her your magoot, two hours ago.” “Bhe'll be the death of me yet,” th (ttle man { le atopped | short, Jerkin Im not goin And I've got work to * with @ Jerk of his head room up by the roots.” toward the theatre. ‘Whitaker hurried on Just in time to! Whitaker hesitated. then, without re- e Max disappearing in the direction of gret, decided to love him, It would be! thi g@ door, at which point it! ae well to get over chat firet interview up with him, and from the manager's | without taxt- arch mo; disjointed ostechiom of the Soccernet “Very wi “What's Se ad- th ead in to the curb, had hurried out of the building while dress?” Max was making Mp ansouncement be-| Max gave tt gulleniy. fore the curtain. "he added morosely as Whit: one opened the cab door ani prepared , Ait’ 5 “Sorry I ever laid eyea on ‘calaie mt, ‘ is means? She on We're WERE JUST Cont’ = Il I Nl wit By Louis Joseph Vance Author of “The Brase Bowl,” de. supper?” he inquired. ‘‘Le tt still ont” “How in biases do I know? Come round to the Beaux Arts and find out for yourself—same's I'll have to do.” “All right," ead Whitaker doubt- fully. He nodded to the chauffeur, jumped into the cab and pulled the door to. As they swung away he received » parting impression of Max, his Tose modelled on the popular conception of Napoleon at Waterioo—hands clasped behind his back, hair in disorder, chin on his chest, & lowering frown shadowing his face an he stared sumberly after his depart- ing qguert. Whitaker settled back, and, oblivious to the lights of Broadway stream! past, tried to think—tried with indiffe! ent success to prepare himself again: the Imminent conference he had to an- tietpate, It suddenly presented itself to his reason, with shocking force, that his attitude must be humbly and wholly apologetic. It was a singular case He had come home to find his wife on t point of marrying another man—and was the one entitled to, feel aggrieved! Asauredly Drummond had eaid with jua- tifcation that Whitaker had managed to mens things up neatly, Strange twist of the eternal triangle! He tried desperately and with equal futility to frame some excuse for his fault, Far too soon the machine swerved into Fifty-neventh street, allpped half way down the block, described a wide arc to the northern curb and pulled u; bling, before @ modest modern 4 | between Sixth and Seventh Reluctantly Whitak suspicion, told the ¢ ‘Then, with all the a | demned man the front door. nt anewered his ring with- ue delay. sa Law at home? He would That indicated that she was at home, Whitaker tendered a card with his sur- name pencilled after that of Mr, Hugh Morten In engraved script. He was euf- fered to enter and wait in the hall He etared round him with pardonabdle wond If this were truly the hoi Mary Ladielas Whitaker—her prope: ty— je4 far better than he could ith that invest- DOMESTIC By Alma Copgright, 1913, The Superiority of Woman. Bome: fimith’s fet. RS. 8, (meeting her spouse at the M door)—For goodness sake, what have you got there; Henry? You do bring home the funniest shaped | bundles! Mr, 8. (beaming)—I blew ‘you. bought an electrio fan to-day, Mrs, 6.—Well, the idea. Ten't that lovely? Will you put it up right away, Henry? 8.—Aw, not before T ha 1y ain: Mrs. 8. (coaxingly)—Oh, yes! Then we can have it going while we're ent ing and pretend we're in a restaurant. Come on, Henry, Mr, 8 (hesitating @ bit)—Well, er, I don't bans how to string up the thing I'l have to study the dir 8, (palavering)—Oh, it won't take you long, You're naturally eo fheckant- cal, anyway. And while you're reading them I'l! save time by bringing tm the wash rag and washing your face aad hands for you, Mr. 8. (absently)—Eh-huk. (Removes the last paper.) she @ beaut? Nothing enide, eh? Mrs. 8. one sf those oscillating onse? didn't you lots more bree! Mr. 8, (indignantly)~They 4o not. | They give you a draught for a quarter | wetting ready to breathe It in they awitch, and you irritate yourself te a |temperature of 104 waiting for It to come ind again. Mra, (ging: pretty fan, ts It? Mr. & (with disguet)—Pretty! ever sald an electric fan was pretty? Mra, 8, (slowly)—-Where 4i4 you buy it, Henry? Mr, B. (tersely)—At:a fire gale, Mra, 8. (creacendo)—At @ fre aale? ‘Then there’s something the matter With itt It'e damaged, OR morning,.wear the symmer girl has her choice of suite in linen, and cotton corduroy. The carries out the combination vorite being the striped skirt and plain coat with stripe collar, cuffs 1 veet or belt of the strip: ir rea, Cretonne tg a new combination that is making bid for favor, and quite a few pinin skirts have been noticed with coats of fancy cretonne. For prectioal purposes (ie biaok ant white check skirt {#9 again in Sigh favor, and it is permissible to make a choice fn the check, the sizes varying from the,emall pin check to the 1-inch size. Worn with black vate, these te are extremely emart this season. Now that the white waist has again been accepted by Fashion, there is a demand for separate okirts and DIALOGUES, Woodward. by The Prem Publiding Co. (The New York Evening Workd). Mr. 8. (peevishly)—Say, I'm hungry. 1 want my dinner, Pll monkey with this meal in peace, not knowing w' thia expensive thing is damaged or not? ei fe Mr. 8. (rebdellicusly)—It len't- expen- alive. It cost only 9.20. And the price was $12.50, Mra. 8. (lately)}—What! Hach. people are in busitiess for 4 deni mankind? Do you think any one tn bia right mind’d eel! a twelve-dotlar ‘an for fer with Smith, Thi hat Mr. (fighting sec weakly)—Tve been working hard all day, and thes T lugeed that heavy thing all ¢be way up in the crowded subway, Tt dant have anything for lmeh aeer @ coffee There you are, ten't] | looking hara)-—Oh, ‘ten’t that | #¢' | of m second and then Jvst when you're | ( ft till I've lot track of my either. Go light @ candle and reed pe directions! [The Vacation Girl's Dresses. The Vacation Girl’s Dresses, d Copretent, 1018, Satan Waih, by Tae Pom Publiwlag Co, ithe Now Yor Ereslag Wea) of color in plain or flowered colar, cuffs and frills, makes @ pretty oummer | costume. For dressy occasions there are Nght siike In an unusual variety, the Pompa- dour printe being especially populi hh colors, the favorites are blue, white, yellow, tan and red. ‘The dance frock ts an important aA Junct to every summer girl's mostly made up o' note in development. have the akirt in elther double or triple flounce effect. The waist ts usually seft- ly draped and enda in » colored girdie, ‘The waist finish hag become an im- portant ieature of the goer, and whether it ample borrte sash, should be of Many beautiful effects are obtain: colored Mnen of ratine skirt with the| th white walet, carrying out the harmony Boft, shaded Ughts, rare furnishings, jelicate gre jad of ex- with consumma‘ furnished him with dim, provoking timations of an [er dog peng to whioh he was stranger—looe than 6 stranger nothing, © © ‘The man servant brought bis dignity downstairs again. Would Mr, Whitaker be pleased to welt in the drawing-room Whitaker Pha movd re hat and was shown Into a 4 apartment. Almost immediately at on staircase—the tap of heels, the faint @urmering of of otirts. He faced the doorway, ably thriiled—the blood auicuening’ st threat and —eteeling hi: en if against To hie. intense disappointment entered to him a woman tmposald! confuse with her m be lady well pest middle-age, with the dig- nity kJ n6 consistent with her years, breeding and her iron-gray Whitaker?" of | underetand—and 3° ae awallowing hie ‘and se sere Instructed te aate If Ye good énvuph to leave pour eae