The evening world. Newspaper, October 3, 1913, Page 27

" eo was the true, unmistakable ie New Forbes-Robertson Makes Hamlet Absolutely Sane. .. BY CHARLES DARNTON. The Evening World Daily Magazine, Friday. Octobe ting of affection in the greeting given Forbee-Robertaon at the new Shubert Theatre last night when he began hte farewell tour of this country in what he rightly descrited as the emreatest tragedy of dramatic history, “Hamtet." Every hand that joined in vweleome seemed to clasp that of the English actor whose retirement from the » stage will mean & distinet loss to two natio! +» «If @ little of the melancholy of ‘Ham let” creeps into these Mines, you may at © Yeupt take heart in the promise that there is to be no juggling with's title that “for once hi otiess to look at him to know him Deen justly béstowed, for down tn his own heart the adtor-knight Prefers to have us think of him simply as Forbes-Robertson. One has the type of man and artist whe would never realizes in looking at him that here is the J. Forbes-Robertson as Hamiet. men comprehension. Gudsing from the strange Nghts and even stranger nolses, there were no end | . @@ G&iMculties to be overcome back of the curtain, and that uncomplimentary1 | he was nevertheless a Hamlet of princely bearing, humen breadth and uncom- last of the English-speaking actors with the classical face It was that Gnely out, sensitive face that meant more than words Jast night, even though those words were Ghake- speare’s, read ag only\Forbes-Robderteon can read them. As for the rest, what can be said of bis Hamlet that has not deen said many times before? It is above all a Hamlet of rare understand- ing, and it should esttle for all time the old argument that has grown ridicu- lous, for first, last ai all the time Forbes-Robertson makes Hamlet abso- lutely sane. This is the most significant phase of his interpretation, and it was emphasised last night as mever before. Back of it ell stood the dlearheaded philosopher, yet there was more feeling, more warmth, than this essentially in- tellectual actor displayed when he ap- peared here in the role teh years ago. The romantic, poetic qualities lacking then were atill missing, but there was more sympathy then before, and that smile at the grave was like @ revela- tion. It sald: “Hamlet is as eane as the best man among you.” If this ‘Hamlet looked older than his mother, YES — (WANT TH Draw CT ALL OUT. tve.cotta BUY MY WORLDS SERI eemark concerning Denmark might fittingly have been applied to the supporting | company. America, epparently, isn't the only country) that t badly off for @rakeapearian actors, Mise Gertrude Kltiott only proved that she and Ophelia etill etrangers. When she gave out the rosemary and the violets she gemed ‘@ Pleasant hostess distributing favors at a party, not like @ mad creature | peeonstructing @ world of visions, Ian Robertson was a hopelessly dull Poionius, the Ghost ef Percy Rhodes watked off with nothing but his volos, and the others ‘were almost equally uninteresting. At the end of the play Car Flirtations. TROET car firtations are elwayein ‘dad taste and omy young man hap- pens to be on the game car with @ girl every morning he {a not therefore @ suitable person for her to know. He may be all right—and he may not be. Nothing te against him by the mere on @ public convey- TT cent proved for or act that he travels ance. + Acquaintances which result from for- > mal Introductions by mutual friends do not always turn out happily. But at * jcast such acquaintances are better safe~ guarded than are those commonly de- seribed as “pick-ups.” The latter are avoleed by all self-respecting young men and women. on. P. writes: “Lam in love with @ lvl te whom 1 talk very often, But T to net know how to tell her of my love. iM you piece advise me how to do ar sas ree implest way ts the best. “K. C."" writes: “I am @ girl of four- teen and deeply in love with a young man of twenty-five. Do you think the| a@iference in our ages will prevent us rom being happy?” | Ithink you are too young to be in love With any one, of whatever age. “A, BD. writes: “Two young persons lave just announced thelr engagement. Should the young man's parents call Forbes-Robertson paid @ tribute to the memory of Edwin Booth, whom he knew as a net! BETTY VINCENT’S ADVICE TO LOVERS (Copyright, 1913, by Frenk A, Munsey Co.) spoke of every one but himself and XNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. friend, Well.) Waki kumerssn saitu-vuoes, a pindling prod. at Boston's highest mental culture, 1s, shiv Wrecked on w savade const, There he te dim: chased Mi af abe ld men. ie in ea ‘Apelike wild meu, re finbine. fra autiful refuge on he hammers fran: with a cx hie 4 their make, the first call on ¢he git who is wires atren, to marry ¢hetr son. eleent io iy, 404! op reieetn, hitaelt “erhe’s country and 7 fi belt kid A Birthday Token. ta cert Pies ff ERE “Sv Bave get eter Ge Sane leta ty hu ti: to @ lady for two years and I am edly Flatfoot, the chief, of K devoted ta her, I have,never given her | death, Patio ote Out oh oe eh any presenta, but on her birchdag, | ylation fo Apercan, ros , which comes soon, I should Uke to give th ite Rito Nadere, . her twenty-four white roses, ope for fae pesgere aM Parent wat eworns as each year of her life, Would that bea) th, ‘fignt ends Nedare trims to restore bim to sultadle present?” coneriousnes. Eminently eultable, CHAPTER Xi. 'R, G." writes: “A ung man has fon oR, a." : MA yet paid me attention for two years, but wun hs her ear upon some weeks ame we bad 6 lie die his breast; with @ delixht- agreement and I have not seen or heard from him since. Would it be proper for me to send him @ note apologizing for my share in the quarrel?” Certainty. chafing ful cry she resu had felt | his hands, for the beating of his Presently Waldo @ for a moment suffered the agon! turning respiration, When h bis eyes in consciousness he dara bending over him—t | disinterested expression | beautiful face. He turned his head “7, Lo writes: “I am very much in love with a #irl whom I have known for several and I think she cares for . | me. But insists on chewing gum, | 2,08 wide; there lay Fiatfoot quite though I have repeatedly 4 her not . ¢ | Tt was several moments before ho to do this. Wouldn't she atop if abe cova speak. ‘Then he rose, very un- really loved me?" Would you stop smoking if ehe asked you to do #0? Aren't you trying to ine ateadily, to his feet. “Nadara,” he said, “Korth lies dead foeside the three great trees in the glade that Is near the village that was Fiat- tertorg: with Be: parnanal here? foot's. Here is the dead body of Flat~ foot, and about my loins hangs the pelt What Should She Do? lof Nagoola, taken in fair fight. ‘H, N.” writes: “A young man andI| ‘I have done all that you desired kept up @ steady corr ndence for, of me; I have tried to repay you for ing, and when I asked him why be @ald why you should have tried to kill me he'd met another girl whom he liked while I batiled with Korth. netter. After three months he wrote ‘No more do I know why you have and asked me to renew our friendship, allowed me to live to-day when It which I consented to do, But I have would have been ao eany to have do- had only one letter from him einoe,| #Patvhed me as T lay unconscious here firet at the girl's home or vice versa?” Unless Illness of bility Prevents \ them, the young man's parents should What shall I do?” [ete Flatfoot. “Y read dislike upon your face, and Do nothing. The man le evidently @r am sorry, for 1 would have parted fickle soul, and you've shown your par- with vou in friendehip, so that when tlality for Rim quite piety qnough. the time comes that @ retura to my Burz2- Bue Burr ‘ Set, Tus s Great! OUR JoInT CHECKING ACCOUNT SHOWS A BaALaNce_iof 425° AE TER DEDUCTING HE Soo MY WIFE USED FOR ter. own land I should be able to’ carry away with me the only pleasant mem- ory of it, When we have rested and are refreshed 1 shall take you back to your father.” All that had been surging to the gin's lips of love and gratitude from a t that was filled ‘with both was congealed by the cold tone which marked tlam this dispassionate recital.of the dis- charge of @ moral obligation. Possibly Waldo's tone was colored by the vivid memory of the look of mid hate that he had @een in the girl's eyes at the instant that he went down be- h fore ,her missile as he battled with Korth, for it was not even tinged with ¢ girl'e manner was equally replied: in fact, It , for it was fraught eas. owed nothing to Ne id, “and though it mat- it te only fair to say that the etone that etruck you as you battled In the glade was intended for Korth.” They found a cave @ half-miledown ley, wh ey took up their quarters against time that Waldd should be rested, for the insisted that she was fully able to com! ce the ‘once. The man knew better, and #0 he tet her have it that the delay was on his account rather than hers, for he doubted her ability to cope with the hardships of the long Journey without an interval for recuperation. The next morning found them both rested and in better spirits “When you have returned with me to my father, Thandar,” the girl asked, “where shall you go then?" “I shall return to the sea where may watch for a ship to take me to my own land,” he replie “T have seen bu! o ship in all my lfe,” said Nadara, \d that wae years ago. It was when we lived close by the hig water that !t stopped a long way from shore and eent many emailer boats to land “Phere were many men in the boats, and when they landed my father and mother took me far into the forest away from the fea, and there we stayed for many days until the strangers had sailed. They wandered up and down the coast and came back Into the for- cata and the jungles for a few miles. “My mother sald that they were searching for me, and that If they found me they would take me away, T was very much frightened.” At the mention of her mother Waldo recalled the little parcel that Nadara's father had given into hie custody for the girl, He unfastened it from the thong that circted hie waist, where it had wencae peather-ssin ? A Romance oi Love in the Jungle shar & 25° FOR MY eine! (le Go REUT OVER. 7) THE BANK AND RAW. , WORLDS SERIES TICKETS - r 3, 1913 WOULD ® FALL Do OR Woutd de Tork OVER AN STAN’ ON HIS HEAD, The Sunshine our] TH Outguesses the Pitcher! ‘There is a Wite Chasm between Goody - Goodiness and Just Plain Squareness! When Discern that Never were Intended to Lead a Makeahift Lafe, we've Begun! We caress our Hadite ae if they were Kittene—un- ti we Discover that they're Porcu- pines! . After John Barleycorn has Knocked us Out there's Little Use in Whimpering that he Had @ Horseshoe in hie Glove! Tt’e only when we Come to Forty that we Know how Many Hurdles there are on the so-termed “Path of Dalliance!” WUZ a holey terror in ekool to-day [ime 1 oca't_ wun ein’ tobe but teecher let me waeh the biak-bords any-way and she give me won grape frum a big bunnch uv red wons what Wild garment. “Here is something your father asked me to bring you," he said, hand- Ing the package to Nadara. ‘The girl took it and examined it as though it was entirely unfamiliar, “What ie it?” she asked. “Your father did not say, other than that it contained articles that your mother wore when she died,” he sald tenderly, for a great pity had welled up in hte heart for thin poor, motherless airi, “That my mother wore!” Nadare re- peated, her brows contracted in a pu zled frown. “When my mother died ane wore nothing but a single garment of many small skins—very olf and worn and thie was hurled at her. I do not understand.” She made no effort to open the pack- ane, but eat gazing far off toward the ocean which was just visible through the trees, entirely absorbed in the rev- erie which Waldo'e words had engen- dered. “Could the thing that the olf wom- an told me have been true?” the girl muned half aloud, “Could it have been Decause it was true that my mother fell upon her with tooth and nai! until she had nearly killed her? I wonder !f'—— Nad rained her hand slowly and pointed through the trees, It was as though she had torn her heart from her breast, so harrowing she felt the con- neque! her act would be, but it was for his aake—for the sake of the man ashe loved As Waldo's eyes followed the direction of her pointing finger he came sudden- ly to his fect with a wild ery of Soy through the trees, out upon the shim- mering surface of the placid nea, there lay @ graceful, white yacht. “Thank G cried the man fervent ly, and sinking to his knees he Fi hia hands aloft toward the autho: Joy and sorrow. A moment later he sprang to his feet “Home! Nadara. Home! he cried, "t you realize it? I'am going home. Iam saved! Oh, Nadara, child, can't alize what {it means to me? ! Home!" He had been looking toward the yacht an he poke, but now he turned toward the girl. She was crouching upon the ground, her face in her hands, her alen- der figure shaken by convulsive tears. ‘He came toward her and, kneeling, laid hin hand upon her shoulder, ‘Nadarat” hoe said gentiv "Why d you ery child? What ie the matter? But she only shook her head, moaning ‘He raised her to her feet, and as he rupported her his arm circled her shoul ders. “Tell me, Na@ara, hy you are un happy? he urged Ati sive coma. not apeak for sob: bing end only buried ber face upon bis By Edgar Rice Burroughs Author of “ TARZAN OF THE APES"’ Jimie brung her. I wus efrade to eet it cause - thot she wus stringin me and that it w april ful grape but I wux kame and et it and it wusint and whenn I tol Jimia abowt tt he aed ahe wua heepin koles uv fire on my hed. But {f she thinks thats goin to eting my konshunce ehe Ix verry much miss- taken cause my konshunce izing the stringin kind and I lke grapes. Anuther thing I dont Uke abowt teecher ts that she wares gumashoo heele and sneeks around, If anywon tw goin to wallup yuh I think Its much r if they mak a noise when there goin to it, sox to give yuh time to kik breast, He was holding her very close now, and with the pressure of her boty Against his a fire that, unknown, teen smouldering in’ hia heart f: months burst Into sudden flame, and in 1 heat of it there were consumed the ists that had been before the eyes of heart all that time. adara," he asked In a very low voice, it becuuse I am going that| back or something, I dont see nothin you ery? in thie pullin yer hare frum bee-hind Hut at that @he pulled and through her tea: “No y from him, eyen Diased, shall be glad whew I wieh that y: had ni I—-I—hate-you!" She turned and fled back up the valley, te gettul of the little packet Thandar had brought her, which lay forgotten upon the ground where she had dropped It. Without so much as a backward ginnce toward the yacht Waldo was ff in purmult of her; but Nedara was as fleet as a hare, ao that it was a much winded Waldo who finally over- hauled her half-way up the face of cliff two miles from the ocean, "Go away!” erled the girl. ‘Go back with your own kind, to your own home!" Waldo 4id not annwer, Waldo wan no more. It was Thandar, the cave man, who took Nadara in his strong arme end crushed her to him y girl! I love My girl’! he cried. * you! And because [am a fool T did not learn until tt was almost too late.” Ho did not ask If she loved him, for he was Thandar, the cave man. Nor, a moment tater, did he need to amk, nce her strong, brown arme crept up a out nis neck and w his ips down to hers. Tt was quite half an hour later before either thought of the yacht again. From where they stood upon the cliffs face they could see the ocean and the beach, Several boats were drawn up and a number of men were coming toward the and askin yuh tf yer goin to stop talk- in NOW, Gee, she did it to Harry mmkin until yuh kud ee the edge uy his brane throo the korner uv his he hollered feerce and he aed with @ horree kip #os ahe wood get stung, ‘There te a feller in owr clea and he hie hare hanging down over his 4 his nekties stay wite and his h are most panefull kleen and his skalp wood be: grand fer teecher to work on but hie farther is im the bizneas uv manufakohurin ladees ahirt- wastes and the teecher frum the clase defour always tells the teecher uv the clase after that this kid brings eleewant shirt-wastes for Xmas presente eo they pec Stetson forest into view of the vailey and the cliffs a cave man and his mate clam- hered over the brow of the disappeared toward the hill Tt was nearly dusk trom the yacht w the beach. ‘They found no elgn of human batt tation in the little valley, nor anywhere along the coast that they had ee eare- fully explored. ‘The commander of the expedition, Capt, Cect] Burlinghame, @ retired na- val offer, was in advance, ‘They had penetrated the woods near hi forest. Presently they would discover Jy to the beach when bie foot struct the two upon the elif. againet a package wrapped in the akin "1 all go back together now,” eai@ of @ small rodent, He stooped and picked & up. afraid.” replied Nadara. “Here la the firet evidence that an- For a time the man etood gasing at other human being than ourselves the dainty yacht, and far beyond ft Into ever eet foot upon this island,” he anid 4 the civilization which It represented, as he cut the gut lacing with his pocket men and eneer- knife. «them was @slen- Within the first wrapping he found ty who shrank from the @ chamois bag euch es of the women—-and Waldo Writhed at this and at the greedy even of the Kuave men as they appraised the girl-and he, too, was afraid SEE CONFEssIONS he said taking Nadara by the hand, “let ua hurry back Into the hilla before they dixcover us. Just as the men from the yacht, which Mr John Alden Smithafons had despatched to the South Seas ins ch of bis missing eon, emerged from the =Optimettes=> Still on the Job, Whatever the Clouds May Say. —==By Clarence L. Cullen==— —— Copyright, 1913, by The Prew Publish ing Co, (The New York Kreaing World) I fe not the ‘®ome Day” Man whoyis a IAfe Job—but so is Living Up to @ Caprright, 1814, by The Fyem Publishing On, (The New York Evening World). he wus goin to have his hed gone ovur |r us4-H-H! FOR THE LOvE oF PETE Good One! Perhaps you have Observed how Promptly the World Acquiesces with the Verdict of the Man who Pronounces himself Down and Out! The “What's the pitt never Fatis to Find Out! Individual Another Simple Recipe ia Eradicating the Conditions that we CAN Change end Accepting those that we CAN'T! “Fingy” Conners once aid to us: “A Hundred Dollars ain't a Hull Lot of Money, Is it? But just you Go Try and ait Ie!" Feet “Abused,” {f you Must—bdué Never Look It! After you've Eapied the Gilver Lining ya oe eee oe the Golden Hom- stitan| ‘We were Toki the Other Day that ‘There's always @ Bramble Patch at] Gome of us the End of the Léne of Least Resist-| Threshold ot Happiness a Thousand ance! ‘Times without ever Seeing it—an‘ then, — in @ Good Hour, we Remove ovr Outlivi Bad Reputation generally 'Bitnkers! Diary of a Little Boy By Alma Woodward ‘Will eofteope that mush ali throo skool. I think its @ shame my farther ie in the Oisness uy mens sok euporters. That shure dusint help @ boy to make & hit with teecherettes. This afturnoon there wus @ girl whee wated fer me to walk home with her. Shes got the butifullest pink hare rib- bune and a verry nice nose and I woodint mind walkin with her oaly £ wet kidded, Owr girrl ses when they kidd yuh that meens that there Jellus. Bhe aes she awt to no, cause everry felleg she went with wus kidded. But I gees that aint the reezon, cause her feechoors alnt mates pa ses, and I geen thats the troo reeson. Any-way 1 geome I better not go with gtrie even if they do ware pink hare ridbune, Cause Im going to be @ wool eallamen like grampa when I get to be old and [ geae yuh dont sce girls botherin with them much. I would ike verry much te get @ sokker footbal but pa sex that unless I exetend the line uv my wasehing aktivitees I wont get nothin not even a deel. He sex the leegal limit hee be-hind tho eere mot in frunt and lock- @igcovered the @ woman—a very @ip of the locket was Gagenle Marie Celc: @f Crecy, from ‘By Maurice Leblanc. at tint nme te ie se a a ll iain Ana os . aneeshatti tailgate TS