The evening world. Newspaper, August 29, 1913, Page 15

The Evening BY CHARLES ODARNTON: 'HILE it ts none of our business, of course, it is comforting to know there ie @ great deal of money dehind “Adele,” for something tells ue “Ad ‘will need that money. The young millionaire whose money ia interested fm “Adele” may not know it, but the public and its two dollars are not soon parted by a musical comedy that has nothing new to off In spite of its name the New Era Producing Company didn't produce any- thing calculated to bring about a radical change in the theatrical times at the Longacre Theatre last night. Ia fact, “Adele” seemed more like an old Palais Royel farce trying to be polite than anything else in the world. The task of Gragging it from the French wae lightened by the gay music of Jean Briquet, but the book remained such @ back-number that it was interesting only ae a ree. Adolf Philipp had failed to inject any fresh humor into it, Who could, for that matter? You must admit that the girl who marries for convenience and then discovers she likes her first husband so well that can get along wihout another is old enough to be your grandmother, At any rate there's something rather quaint about her. It wae this familiar arrangement that made “Adele” a simple little thing. The simplicity of Miss Natalie Alt was the one thing that saved us (roe the dull and musty past. With her youthful charm and unaffected manner Miss Alt tripped into the present gracefully and wang 20 well th won her audience completely. She mi ron the isevi- table old walts song eound new, though tt became a bit worn through repetition before we heard the last of it.. Inene number Miss Aft suffered from too much vocal enthusiasm on the pert of Miss Edith Bradford, Later Miss Bradford had a song better sulted to her exube- rant method and she put a iittie life into the\performance when it was sadly needed, But nothing was so funny—and this unintentionally—ae the number in which Miss Georgia Caine tried lure the husband-in-hame-only to her side with —what do you suppose? Stran; a it may seem, was the toreador’s song from “Carmen.” ‘Po add to the uncon- ecious humor ef the eltuation Ad expectant lover was cuckoo-ing in Hal Forde as Baron ce Chantilly, arden and the nightingale was heard in the orchestra, Nothing like this number was ever heard in either comic or grand opera, and the audience couldn't be lamed for laughing in the wrong place. If authors don't know better than to 40 a thing of this sort, @ stage manager should, Ben Teal must have said his ra with reverse English. Luckily for Miss Georgia Caine, who voiced the hting song, as it was called, she didn't have to face the music made by the audience, All etong she seemed to imagine she was playing an adventures, but her singing was not altogether wicked, Hal Forde changed his mind ebout killing himself tn the first act. Perhaps he was right. Still an EngWsh actor of his peculiar type could not possibly hope te be completely happy: in the role of a Frenchman, He made the most of a bi with Mise Alt, WHI Danforth and Dallas Welford showed musical preference for delicatessen and were fearfully depressing. Singing showgirls trailed in at extremely odd moments and then trailed out again. They were almost as funny as that call of the wild from the garden, Betty Vincent’s Advice to Lovers follow the advise of my friends? Follow your own heart, “E. T." writes: “I have been paying attention to a girl whi behavior is often Indiscreet. But ently for my reproach many ditions before she con- wilh consent to marry & young man doesn't really) 1 doupt it, love him, if, for instance,| A Rival, she ie unwilling to) = “K. 8." write: “T am in love with a leave her family girl and I thought she cared for me, and home — sure "{J3ut recently I have seen her with an- roundings and fare” otner young man, and she doesn't forth to A MW, notice me so much. Shall I give her country with her{upy young husband! 7 should rather say chat it te the she doesn't care for hinfSas ® Wife) time for you to go in and win. should care. He ought to mean 60 muoh more to her than all the reat of roe. her world, that, be willing honorably to world for him, The young man ought not to be sel- fish, of course. But he should of the girl who consi money or material comfort befor Tw VINCENT “B. I." writes; “I have been accus- tomed to the ways of girls in another State, and now that I am in New York I can't seem to find a young lady to sult me. Do you think the fault is in me or In the girls? I think girls are about the same the world over, and that sooner or later you will find as congenial friends in New York as elsewhere, “H. N." writes. “For three monthe ® young man paid me attention, and during that time I learned to love him dearly, But lately he has been devot- ing himaelf to another girl. Will you let me know how I can regain his love?" I do not think there ls any way and 4GQ..N." writes: “Ought a girl to send a vaientine or a sentimental postcard to a young man before he sends one to her?” It Is always wise to allow @ young man to take the Initiative, No Friends. “L. HL" writes: ‘I never have a true girl friend, nor a man who is something more than a friend. This worries me, and I am exceedingly despondent, Can you give me any advice?” Try to be friendly to other people und you will soon find thei friendly to you, tempt. —_—_——— KEEPS INFORMED, ‘What is your politica?” “You should say, ‘What are your pell- tice?’ There a, W." writes; “I am in love with @ young man, but my friends advise ™me not to marry him because he has a slight deformity. It does not Inter fere with his earning a living Hic Toe tngron ‘4 Four Fear are a large num@er of Neither would brands out, and I have ou little of emeh,” this one chance!” ® mican ERROR) ENOL We AW AN CO a wun Dy geen ttle ri Hilirs (oprright, 1918, by H, K, Fig Go) SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING Shae Ca, > james C} je about to marry A 8 mld racecbas et of pa elment-minded old merenant. | y cf wunldiga a un pct, Dengan, 6 0 the aid Fen'Toua, ‘8 girl to vn fees wae Sie pervously aks ‘hie ‘beet. man,” vin: tafe for him to an mental faili may ve been ‘telephbned, 5 dures Dougan ae Thompaon by an cn Nt on Tongan ie OM ‘the police t CHAPTER XXXI. (Continged,) An Even Break. RS. CARR had been thinking hard on Doogan's words, Weighing both sides of the situation as well us she could. Finally her ‘Wuty," as she called it mentally, prevailed, and ahe gave her ultimatum in a cold tone for which Jack Doogan could have throttles her, “T can't interfere, The girl's a thie There was allence for a few moments, during which Jack Dooxan touched Nell's soft cheek caressingly with the back of his hand and whispered to her not to give up. “Just keep your nerve, kiddo! We're going to beat this game. But it would help @ whole lot if that old woman with the ear megaphone would loosen up @ ttle.” It was very far from Jack Doogan's intention to let his sweetheart humble herself to Mrs. Carr, He wouldn't have done it himself and If he could have stopped Nell before she darted forward and flung herself on her knes at Mra. Carr's feet he would have held her back at any risk, But he was too late, Nell waa there, you will-be foolish if you make the at-| with her white hands raised in suppll- cation, as she said piteously “Mrs. Carr, give us a chance! He was going to turn straight for me, just as he says. He is straight at heart, and he never would have done # crooked thing again as he long he lived, Mrs, Carr, give us Now, Mra. Carr was not hard-beaated. WHY, NO, THIS lCoLor 18 NOT TOO GAY, 1 been none of this stealing, Tv — we" i — — “ut she had an overpowering sense vt her duty to society—and to herself, and now that she semed to have this man and his girl partner in crime at her Mercy she could not feel that {t would be right to turn them loose. at was one side of the case as it Presented itself to her, The other side Was this pretty, imploring young girl, whose speech as refined an her own except when she dropped into slang that obviously she had acquired from Jack Doogan, and which was no part of her own natural vocabulary. Mrs. Carr had taken a fancy to Nell when first she saw her and if there had with the violent irruption of the police into the sacred precincts of @ West Seventy- second street residence, there is no question that she and the lady's maid would have steadily esteemed each other In their respective positions. Mra, Carr had ald that she could not Interfere because Nell was a thief, but even as she uttered the words In & way that one might well have taken an final she was not sure that she could adhere to what she conceived to be the strict line of her duty as @ consctentious Christian gentlewoman. How fast her resotution was wavering she betrayed when ahe murmured: “This is awful! William, what can I say?" She took her husband's arm and moved away from the kneeling girl, shaking her head, while- William Carr tried to assemble his vagrant thoughts into some sort of order, but made an exceedingly Dad job of the operation. Whenever hia wife found herself in a atate of uncertainty, Mr. Carr was little bet- ter than a hopeless imbecile. Jack Doogan shrugged his shoulders as he watched them and wondered what would he the result of their delibera- tion, Then, with @ smothered oath, he went to Nell and raised her to her feet. “Don't knuckle down to these Nell," he whispered, do it. here. dubs, “You don't have to I'm going to get us both out of Tha inch, Only I don't want ve them sore, if I can help tt. Come iddo, Sit down on this chair behind me, and let me give ‘em a talk. I'll have them coming way in less than two minutes—or lick somebody," he added, te " preawion of confid piquant fact, he assumed a jaunty alr and addressed himself to Cluney: “Come on, Mr. Cluney, Don't be a clam. Be a lot of regular fellows, you and your pals. The family ain't lost any- thing. Thelr trunk is on a tax! right around the corner, waiting for somebody to go and claim it, and I'll tell you some: thing that will make you all feel good,” “What is jt?” ind noted the ex- and hope in her World Daily Magszine, Friday! Augu \ {arte WaT THA Dinéd Dine 191! vening OUGHT, TO BE HOME! NOW, LL Go IN AND SEE IP GHE THINKS "ae ot jor.) THE AWNING IS Ware “dust this: You guys didn't steal a thing—nothing at all. You think you did, but you didn’t." “I don't eee what you mean exactly,” confessed James Cluney, passing his hand across his forehead—e favorite Movement of his since he had been eo sure he was @ kieptoman bes en't the faintest you're driving at, by. “I never supposed I had stolen any- thing, and the others who may have picees up anything certainly did not do it with any criminal intent. It was a mistake.” mocking laugh, looked tly, ti chuckled, “Why, doc, that's one of the oldest, thinnest ex- hear tn @ court room, Of & mistake. nd there are two thousand guys with short hair wearing dark gray clothes up in Sing Sing who made just that sort of mistake some time or other. Mistake? Ha, ha, ha!" CBAPTER XXXI1. Love and the Law. ry; OU say that none of uwatole anything in this house? said Dr, Willoughby, break- ing into Jack Doogan's laughter. “Will you kindly explain what you mean by that?’ “Sure I will. I stole all that stuff my- self and planted it on you fellows, It waa a cinch.” “Dhat's exactly what I suspected,” de- clared the doctor, who was determined not to be surprised at anythin, knew all along that that was just you'd done,” “Of course you M4. You're 4 doctor, and doctors can aee into anything, ev: without the X-ra ced clever chap. If he wasn't he couldn't have fooled us all ike that. IT must get him to teach me that trick. “He's probably lyt returned the doctor, rather inconsistently with what he had just sald to Doogan. “Well, Mr. Cluney,"" broke in “what 0 you say to my prop: Are you game “1 hardly know, stammered Cluney h, be w aport!" Jack Doogan said this amtably enough, but he atill heid the automatic revolver conveniently in his right hand, and there was a sinister flavor of menace in his @emes that made what he was caving More of a demand than a mere request. |) lowed her knew I'4 planted the stuff on you people 1 have If 1d wanted it, wouldn't kept tr? “I hope you are not really @ thief, Mr. Doogan," sald Joan, coming to him and smniling, “I haven't believed it really right along, Now I feel sure you're not.” “Thank you, miss,” replied Doogan. “Go as far as you Iike, an “I'm sure you would,” warmly. she continued: st 29. If I only had you to deal with—bleas your tnnocent| 4 seems, scoonting to the story of the Com- heart!—I'd been out of this snari long! aaid Joan, | Then, addressing Willoughby, | “Doctor, can't you settle all this without sending Mr. Doogan and ~ 1913° FOR THE LOve OF Pere’ Teun anD Tau UNCLB8 8! TO GET the +058 My Hunt for a Wife 4 New York Bachelor's “Quest of the Golden Gut.” By Victor J. Wilson. Ceovnene, 101, Wy Teo Pram Putinhing On (ibe Hen Tort Breatng Watt, in XI.—THE GIRL WHO WAS OLDER THAN I. AD was out Weat on a business venture, and as I had net been an over: dutiful son I thought it high time to stop flirting an@ sce eomething of the little mater, so I suggested an outing somewhere Massachusetts const. We found a quiet hotel at N——, an ideal epet, directly ocean and boasting many rocks from which the spray of the incoming rose many feet in the air. Myriad trees gave coler, shade and to the sandy beach. For two or three daye I patiently eat about mater, Jumped her in the surf, took her for apin in my car or @ gall In motorboat which I had been fortunate enough to rent. After three days my duties &@ devoted son began to fourth I m wn to Boston to enjoy a square meat. that night, aft pall, and en the At about 9 o'clock ni Fealised it, I was aitting on the rocka with Miss Natalie B—— We laughed and joked and talked and laughed some more. And I thought her without o doubt the brightest girl I hed ever known. Our eecqui pected to find her ao early. But there she was waiting when I came out. had the health and energy of five other girla combined. T passed a lonely time wishing ahe had not gone. And the fol! nable to control my desire to see her, I motored to Boston to 0 N=, The mater promised to chaperone her, but warned waa certainly older than I; which fact I could not @eny, ae told me she was graduated from college five years before I degree at R-——. But ehe was the best pal and all around known, and even mother iked her and approved of hi | E i tf i | tet jer lovers never lived. TI had deen persuading her nuptial knot at once and finally she set the date for three weeks to each other. Aa there must always be body over whem the ol@ thete tongues, one of the ancient hene be; to make misehiet thing seemed propitious, She assured the mater that Natalie had uated from college the same year as she—nineteen' years ego—end engaged to five men at this very summer resert, om these Nineteen years Out of college made Natalie old enough te When «he was neventeen I was just bora, When she should would be only thirty. My mother begged me not to marry @ women eo many years made me see the folly of auch an act by telling me it could only end ta to us both, I faced Natalie with what I had heard, and as ehe acknowledged It to true I d that we, might not feel the difference in our ages now, but that n very few yearn we would regret it if married. I told her I admired young and pretty women too much to make her happy for lon; It was the most brutal act I ever had to perform. But Natalie, ae esual, wana brick, and eald nothing would induce her to marry me if I felt that way about it, To-day I am thirty-three and he te Atty, is as j i| j i j § i :f The Day's Good Stories The Real Journalist. “According to what you aay," observed NBWSPAPER men © 0 erwopaper man, “Dee's, ‘Witiem!” orled wity f on clemed Cluney, pulling himself together, “I'm Ie onler to apprectate this clory you! Fete ‘Don't stand om that chatel” OT cian ar ean fh] wan ae Te cine Cal a sao Sel tan Se + a Jack | suet tet it sink into your hegre Seeeintil reply, “HBvaR's 1) river for newupapers call themasives mewsoaven | “Sant” ply ‘entystiteyass e a “Then, of couree, I'm gr eful, Doogan, | S%8- That to their clas name, Rrery time ©) rxeq know how heory you oro! it won't bene And I should like to help you if I could, | Person with an unnaturally enlarged heed end ©! your weight!" - But sf you're « thier, why" — Drain thet looks like « peanut etruck by a thght| ‘“Thet's all right, Morr,” was the anlieg “An! Cut that out! I haven't held out| poms up and rarndie the strete eccoting pewle cerurunce of fuer. “I am aly cniing co ‘9 worth in this house, and you | and introducing himerif as @ journalist every —Phiiedeiphle Ledger, it. That's why Tam asking YOU | aewapacer man considers him fit for the receiving clean and make & D6m | arg of ame tye claw Innate eaten, | There Was a Reason. rhe ‘Journalists’ are @ grea! * eal * Wnty fou tied to steal!” gut in Dr, Chae Mitaea) can dik MGR tank nee G ounnony romarted thet mony oa taesesat / MART aad do-you kapw. about tt. Cat | (it Smetistin H 298 Sarre Poult we Go Be flenstor Willem P, Jodmen of Menglend away trom ew, before you change your | Silt. cwmrviag tems. % have Wend lO! cies . ie difference. isetw . mind again. You raid Junt now that 0 eee ee ear eee a fallow who sterty weare « high hat and @ cone and borrows money from newspeper menu, ‘The Popular Magazine, See True Caution. HEY were epeaking about heery burdens T some time since, when Congressman Joho H, Rothermel of Penmyivania told of ao incident that happened up around Reading, gremman, that the good wife of a havpy home wanted © jar from the top shelf of the Bitches | closet, but was unable to reach it, but he, toa, Hubby was tmmediately called, was covers! inches shy when % came to the Advertiser, eet iye atalen peur trunk, ramem- Cluney, an he saw the old gentleman at pockets, while the minteter’ sated nim: replied Dr. Willoughby. "You are his side. ‘ho was going to marry you interested In this, too, you nee." Joan was rather taken aback by this eo had forgotten her trunk, with tts contents of Possensions, She and ere reminder, The truth wa: that furs and other precio goon recovered herself, ho turning ewiftly on Willoughby, torted: olue may way. Ho there!" Joan Carr's bewitchingly pretty face flushed, and a@ atray curl wo was shaken down over for: in her excitement, feminine #: Jack Duowa pathies were enti Wiliam © daughter d ry had heard his youn lently, ‘“Wipat do you eay, Mr, Carr?’ asked nink you are very cruel and un- kind, Dr. Willoughby. My trunk is right there, In front of me, and T only have to get somebody to carry It back to my room. They may have taken it, but I don't believe they intended to keen it, I Gon't care what you or anybody Tt was seldom that she al- Af to become angry, but her ly with and his sweetheart just aiming with unusual ver hemence, and he left his wife to come and see what new turn the controversy had taken to draw Joan into tt #0 vio: ler,” replied Doogan, nodding aaa smiling at Nell, while he etili fumbled in his pockets. “T didn't mean that, ‘@pelain, also smiling. certain I knew the ‘Who fe the min! to perform the ceremony?” “Oh, I gee!" cried Doogan, fumbiet didn't get you at first. °° * Where did I put that paper?* : Docgan and “Bay about what?" asked Mr. Carr. “Why, Doogan, He insists that he has not stolen anything, and that it would be better for us to let him go than to keep hint here and have @ scandal!" He added, in a lower tone: “To tell you the truth, Mr, Carr, I'm inclined to belleve he te right” “De you?’ responded William Carr, feebly, ‘Well, perhaps he ts." harder than ever for his licenses “William!” called out “| think we'd better let the matter drop.” “Bo do T. I'm ao relleved to find that I didn't take those thin t “Willlam!’ cried Mra. Carr again. “You've sald enough.” 004 lady could hear sometimes— wanted to do eo—even without ‘um pet, . Spelain had been listening to all that had been said without appearing to pay any attention. It was a habit of his that had often proved useful, He came He felt In hip coat-poeket and forward now, and, addressing Doogan out an official-looking paper, volently, observed, in his beat pulpit handed to Déogan, “Thanks, Doo,” sald Doogan, taking it, “But there are two licenses heme. One of them te your own, Here yom Nell stepped up to Jack whispered something in hie ear, to whien he responded with @ chuckle, and said: “By Mike, I'd forgotten, 1 planted the license on the doctor, eo the cope couldn't take it away me. Deeter, will you feel in your pockets?’ “Well, of all the damned i muttered Willoughby, “What, next will that fellow be doing?” “One moment. Did you say you were to be married to-day?” “That's right. I've got @ license right here.” — n Jack Doogan began to feel im hie