The evening world. Newspaper, September 17, 1913, Page 17

“S’Matte —— MY GOODNETH ee eee C APPLE } Splendidly Sung And Finely Staged. BY CHARLES DARNTON. OUD oid “Kod Ko: It's not every day, or night, we get a comic opera ae full of red blood and so rich In melody our lusty friend of the pla that has returned after nincteen years as young and fresh as ever, I’ "t even a touch of rheumatism—and that's saying o @redt deal for a “body” that wears kilts ‘There is a new gcneration for “Rob Roy," and tt should make a polat of @otng to the Liberty Theatre, where the revival of this delightful work is 00! Praiseworthy that it's too good to miss, Those who have heard it before will| enjoy hearing it again, for It is splerdidiy sung by the De Koven Opera Company | ely staged by Daniel V, Arthur. Only one serious fault can be found, and | that ts with the size of the stage at| the Liber®, which doesn't permit of the scenic should have, But before crossing the footlights we should have given the con- ductor, Frank E, Tours, — hearty slap |, on the back, for he is so thoroughly a to the beauties of Reginald de Koven's score that every bit of its charm Is brought out. As for Miss Bessie Abott, her charm fo all in her voice. She may not know how to act, but she does know how to sing. To hear her ts to feel that sometimes the goda are good even to comic opera. Yet there's no denying sho might easily be more bonnie in a role that fairly calls to biithesome Christie MacDonald @ few doors away. ‘A Hittle sunlight would go long way, and Janet's the one who should let it in the moment she appears. Still, this | Janet has a volce that could make @ rainy Friday seem fair and warm, s0/ only A poor weather prophet oF an | F could he blind to this From another thagat comes glad tid- ings in the melodious tones of Mis Henrlette Wakefleld, who sings so well empharize the fact that she Is @ contralto—aa well into warms the cockies of (good work with » voice made of the right stuff fer Rey, and Herbert Waterous libe: the turnkey'’s song with a sturdy bass \mmat rings with far more than the Jingle of keys. Frank Pollock tan't much to took at as Prince Charlie, but he finally manages to make @ favorable impression Oe bis singing in the last act. Geotiand is apparently an undiscovered country to the comedians, who are waddest when they don't sing, It 1s quite unnecessary for Jefferson De Angelis @ remind us tt) his Scotch Glalect {s adjustable, since no one could possibly @espect he was born with it, But in the end he and Sidney Bracy cut extravagantly funny capers in what might be called # Spanish dangfando. ‘There's @ very pretty Scotch ballet by girls who are all in white for a change. ‘Tals 19 something new, to the best of my recollection, and although not exactly} fm ghe plaid picture it is an attractive feature, The dancing girls are charming, and what is of more Imp e the chorus sings remarkably well It @ good to know that "Rob Roy” is back in fine voice with 4Mer* and all the other merry song: Bessie Abott as Janet. “chat It isn't necessary for h traltos often do. She | second act, then her James Stevens do A me | “The Merry | BETTY VINCENT’S ADVICE TO LOVERS | ; Answer Letters Promptly. Mise but four months ego Haems her onion bed prod: “L waa engaged to] she valley."=Pitteburgh Post, r, Pop?’’ AA RRARR RY RRARRARA ARAL AAA the eutumnal veed lilleg of treo in the park he No, 3,—ARCHERY ——— - ie wIM awe eaneg RCHERY fs an invigorating and interesting sport which has been @ favorite at Vassar for a good many seasons. Shooting Indian-fashion balanced on one knee. Bending the bow and snapping the string that sends the dart straight to the hoart of l the target. Springing to your feet and rushing to see how near it did come | to the mark—all make one quick, agile and strong, But archery as Diana loved it is the id E.xtradited From Bohemia Copyright, 1911, by Doubleday, Daze Co, iE ~& great artist has his moode—he would say cruel and cutting things, For ample, Medora had spent an al oon patiently shetching the slalue nd the architect Columbus Circle, ‘Tossing tt ha sneer, the pro- fe re informed drawn a perfect circle with one sweep of his hand, Rear the village of iare mony, at the fovt ot tne Green Mountains, came Alisa Medora Martin to New York with her color box and easel, Medora resembied the rose whicn frosts had spared the when she mar # back across her firet garden with the dead hen of her nelghs deeply of fine fresh air, learned gr quickness and agility and acquired resence I for Bess, The splendid | strength which brings good carriage and grace. on Fenny? Lg NR } By Eleanor Schorer the crase for telephoning (fer any one at any time for QAy oF Ne reason) swept over the country a few years ago some bern humorist tagged the habit as “tele- \Dhonitie” and eal it wae a disease It ooems he wee right. Ané now, ao- cording to the Chicago Tribune, science sends forth & grave warning. The mal- ady \9 known ag “telephone nervous- ness.” De you get nervo when you are talking over the telephone? Do you get eo weited you forget what you are saying, moke absurd statements, oF contradict yourself? Do you ever get “Telephonitis,”” Says Science, Is a Real and Acute Disease #0 embarrassed over the telephone you Gnd that it le hard for you to tas at all? If any of those or similar symptoms are common with you you have the Sew ‘telephone nervousness,” Strauch of Berlin. The telephone, ao cording to Dr. Strauch, acts like pelesm on certain person: “I know ef case,” he sald, “wheve @ physician was ee worked up over ée laye and other unpleasant oceurrenee® over the telephone he secame perma- pently insane.’ One Hat in Three Shapes. standing position with the body swayed in one complete unbroken ourv®| the weight thrown on tho ball of the left foot with the body drawa up ward with the chest expanded, Unconsciously one breathes deeply and the roses rusn to one’s cheek. The arrow fies and hits a wee bit nearer the mark than the other Bess. Your eyes are all a sparkle with interested pleasure, you've breathed At midnight she wrote this "Mr, Beria Hoskins, Harmony, mont: ‘Dear Sir—Henceforth, consid as dead to you forever. 1 have loved you too well to Diight your career by bringing into it my guilty and sin- stained life, I have succumbed to te Ineldious wiles of this wicked world and & cy vor in her hand. he Story of a Man, a Girland Cupid “Don't think of it, Vandy," he re t There wan w tablo set with three or piled. “We are have been drawn into the vor ol it A waiter buzzed around |t Pitoce tes : Bohemia, There te scarcely any depth ehone of glittering iniquity that I have not sounded. It ts hopeless to combat my decision. There ta no rising from the depths to which I have sunk, Tndeavor to forget me. 1 am lost forever in the felr but brutal maze of awful Bohemia. lerberry wino ¢! her color of that In ho waiter poured laae that seemed Lut when ashe tested it as the preb Ided the p compounded recipe for th to be boiling, ® young man, . {t was not hot, She had never felt so by DORA." |wo Darted for no reason at all, He | longest of all her alster bioss In One day it rained, the wookly remt for te th Nt-hearted before. Bhe thought lov. * Hae rl Terr trons hei je you met Altelis my friends he still cares for me ibe wie Nerd polis alol he tance fr Harmo was overdue, Aulforing ingly of the Green Mountain farm and Reelzebubd, flung fro: | frioud on th®/and I know I care for him. But how | picked city, to atuts eSoR hed # Bees Be the protester omiled, and the is fauna. Bhe leaned, smiling, to Miss heaven, was no more cast down. street and ne| onal f win him back without degrad ew York, when her, her art dealer had sont back all her !!,thelr gold-l HE L were at tome,” ehe eatd, b } revere was ete gulf, Flam: asked you s0M8|ing myself?” ‘1 wedtnay i he eyes o} me," ai , beam- Harmony there wae a fixed gulf. ° at at @ west side boarding-house ta- water-colors unsold, ; id—Mr, Binkley y “Ecol 0 questions — whieh) Ie 1 were you I should write to him| ble, the boarders asked: “Who te the asked hor out to. Sinner, msn OF Nie (ane Wilh the HOMsTIRR tei caigin + lem Vou eae SuteaL ing cherubimn warded Rér from the you could perfect-| what you have written to me nice-looking old maid?" Mr. Binkley was the gay boy of the jam, W \@ & Compound of the lool “Nothin «i & * y 6 way the busilak, the shine of a bubble of b Wig for you In the White Lane,” by the al4 of Binkley and Mum: ye oe oe Mesore took hears, cheap ball bet- boarding-house, He was forty-nine, eo Inspiration of gentue #aid May Elin vy don't you pad? hemia had gathered her into ite ewfu you woutdn't sux! The Proper Costume. room and two art lessons a week from aad owned a fehstail in a downtown ‘of @ panhandler, yoda walling walts midat. Vm bus) HOW oR or writes: “What would be a| Prof Anselini a retired darver who bad market, But after six o'clock he wore man AGrANE IO hie font learned from the ‘There remained to her but one thing put two or] studied hie profession In a Harlem an evening suit and whooped wings uD nid Ravi ke. Boouted ae ton a ane Ie y lp b " i @ followed the alr with a life of brililant but trremediable error. threo vein Uy) POET Costume for the bridegroom's ate | dancing academy, There wus no one connected with the beaux arte. Tie Te Boing to ‘dding head In ® sweet soprano hum. Vermont was a shrine that she never s0 ad to tell| ef $9 Wear at @ morning church Wed+|to get her right, for here in the tig young men said he was “Ind niess you've wpe f looked acroms the table at her, would dare approach again. But Bok Aes i jding? The bridesmad will wear Waite) city they do it unto ail of us, How He was supposed to be an accomplished other crowd on hand." and wondered in what strange waters not sink-the © reat and s what soul with @ vel" }many of us are badly shaved dally habitue of the tiner circles of Bohemia. “Don't mind, old 04.4 Binkley, Hinkley had caught her in nis seine, compelling ones in history upon whom tees 104 Av nimple frock of wammer atk | an step Imperfectly by Ik Was no secret that he had once of the fehstall T Shy smiled at him, and they ralsed she would model her meteoric career ve Would dol very well | Bastien 1a Page ant loaned $10 to a young man hike to butt up elisnew and drank of the wine that Camille, Lola Montes, Koyal) Mary, « A ae pat pathetic aight ane ye | int Vandy ke, Maddermer—Mias toiled when It wos cold. Binkley Yaza—such a name one of these Foe every time you pat vit anawerne) op tn weiter: "Lam twenty-seven | New York AAR SRAN BATE: CR Ne OT while the other obto ned i the elect alsa du art ginndoned art und wae prating of would that (of Medora Martin ve to & letter woivn en ti mA 1 ho in oh6 } a in atire generation g aiee wien VR love with a wish of twenty-Ave | of thn hapclems a 7. both his nd rowst, The Introduction went around. There 42115 i “ For two. daya Medora kept to her biues * yepstine her mother woil't consent (9 th? Here Art ia no benignant goddon a The ot arders enviously r also Miss Elise and Mina 'Totne yt Van room, On the third she opened a maga- HWaguers Hi Se she lives with us, and! Circe wha turns het wod Medora as sho ette. a they were nodes, for distant ta t the portrait of the King of Bei- request to nage our love affair. What! {ng Toms and Tabbles who at nine o' they chattered of the 8 norte y eithen aba laughed sardonicalls. If that the prograstuut i lee agnsasie oP har anode: Laster of krasses in hee tone and ilenry Sauer—and they did Be seapens Breaker h Beually tau igitiess F Nf You two a jthe flying brickbats and bootjacks of ale » ry thin stuffs st not badl, ie - m erately in on oN Awa are: eid enauge: to) teke |e Tene : ie in her pate blue Comatockized wil wa Medora aat in transport. Musio~ ¥ wbout monogray ehould gray Irritation he causes are 1 near tO enon eek VOUT! Some of um creep back to our nattye AMM! bos-p.ested volle skirt, with a Sof wild, ntoxtcuting music made. by 1 fealty, Oh HEANOR He Saulene Ape aweethe to choose between her | vitnues to the amine milk at et tna pink glow on her thin cheeks and the troubadoure direct from a reap bases 4 TON eo) MARAE Eee cune Answer ae ae te not mother and you iy mit cttene aot tate ext vit of rouge powder on her face, men tuo in Elyalan—aet her thousis § Pe ala eli A AACE ICON Ag oa 5 Yate sere eae | LIAN Aaa bey with her handkerehtef and room key iM to dancing, Here waa & world : Th, A eerltor Was BD! ne iss of cua! Engagement Formalities.\™ (he cold courtyard of aur mls ner yrown walrus, pedblegraia bande never before penetrateg by. her warm: Dickens A managing editor and @ compelling charm. Lana | heh f itr ple, snatching the soaps pe on ! 4 Ath, Photowrapher were drinking @ dry Aw yet she could not bear to think of HOp Courery | “RB writen: "The engakoment bee} rom her divino table dhcte, PA e megination or ky af the rand at a reserved table. A 3% -49 the life had once dealred—a peace- -- - 1 ; , And Mr. Binkley looked imposing and lines cuntrolied by With } ” ” ' ir + tween @ girl and niyself£ Is about to be ue grow weary at lust of dashing with his red face and gray the Green Mountatne' . young 1 was seving to @n eminent ful ne the shadow of the Green BW" writes: “A gh sunounced, avd a reception will rice. And thon there : 5 + ats i neulptor: “Fudge for your Prax Italy! Mountaina with Beran at her side, and mustache, and hie thgat Grese coat, (hat upon her she aa iy duced me sheen b4'$ len in our honor at ber home, 1 have WO OA KO Gale theinaok cr Ais cock ell up just Her wich the tn Bring one of your Venus Anno Dorminie ordera for expenatye oll paintings com- at Now the ring but do not Know how to pres ‘8 WaeON, OF Wo Jiky w wucceasful noveliat's ti down to Cohen's and see how quick {ng in by each mail from 5 1 has asked me | gent st, Could it be sent to the he up in the vortex of They drove in a cab to the Ci ~ FoOm wane > #16 be turned down for @ cloak Her one fatal misstep had shattered (hat as ahd t #irl or ud eaenet it or sounds good, At ence, Just off the most glittering t ere~coth m and cau model, Mack to the quarries with dream, (te engaged to tin! . oun a t ‘ ribet of Broadway, which a vody knows, and corks popped, laughte art Cree WA and pagosit a right to accent hiv |g), ; when the Brocer pays us off we can Js one of the moa: popular and widely rang; champagne Mashed ue wen Hagatlons Phe: euaton Way Is to ally the ring) a dresy sult and—the capital patronized, Jealously exciustve Bohe- At eleven Mr, Hinkley took Medora attentio Cie girl's yourself, |tem of humor dencribes It best—Get Mo- mian resorts in the city long, black to the bourding-house and left her, ‘| —_—~—-—- jhemta On the fun. Down batween the rows of little tables © cureless tle and With a nociety bow, at the foot of tie 1H MY writes; “What relation will GARDEN OF LILIES. Mit’ Medora chose the V. pped Medora, of the Green Mountatna, hall statrs ent up to her room my plntereitelaw's husband be to ‘How did your wife's garden turn | thereby furnishes us our litte story after her escort, Thrice in mw Hfetime after their marriage?” ‘ Professor Angelini pratsed her sketeh- may woman walk nm Clouds-once , “sometiines I'm iP iaeee at ml) sn Ubetlaalh kaa, a 5 ea excesalyely, Once when kad when she trippeth to the altar, once when this Philistine bis ten doliare and Alon het nrot veed (yet: | made @ neat atudy of the firm enters Bo n halls, the last rid of him." Madder ruffled hia tong, sandy locke Gisarrenged hie careless tia, with muslin with @ patterns of peas and strings to match; (8) The eame hat bent im @ different shape and covered inside and out with fowered musiia, Harmon; ‘The Vortex had her. She hemia for evermore. And never jeriah— ‘The door opened and Beriah walked “Whats all ut, y seemed to pase away belonged “'Dory,” eald he ehalk and pink etuff on honey?" Medora extended an arm. “Too late,” ehe said, aol east. I belong in Curse me if you will—it te Go, and leave me in th chosen. Hid them all to mention my name again. Ai times, Beriah, pray for me when 3 am revelling in th pleasures of Bohe: "Get @ towel, 'Dory,” sald “and wipe that paint off your faea game aa soon ax I got your letter, ‘Them pictures of yours ain't amouat- ing to anything, I've got tickets for both of us back on the evening traim Hurry and get your things in your tronk.” “Fate waa too atrong for me, Restet, Go while 1 am strong to bear it.” “How do you fold thin @ now begin to pack, to eat hefore train t out in full-grow hie mapl jeives, ‘Dory ni ne ‘om, Dory: an of green in the you think y 1 fool could yon run away to hemta country lke y sid whe your letter was stmarked New York as plain as day?" To-morrow--"The Foo! Killer.” he Tale of a Southern Bovy that Raided @ New York Cafe.