The evening world. Newspaper, October 29, 1913, Page 19

““S’Matter, Pop?’’ Wins New Laurels in “Tante.” BY CHARLES DARNTON. ‘MINOUS 4s the only word for the portrayal of the famous plantste Mvlng eelishly on adulation that Mise 1 Barrymore gave at the Empire ‘Theatre last night in ‘T conviction by no means grows the fact that the character was n only in the ight of comedy, Miss Barrymore won new Inurele tna role that left her little choc " ecause tt presented her only as a epotied child of Kenlus, With a deeper hack= round filled with those shn‘ows of traedy! t) cnoas the pages of the fine novel by Anne Douglas Sedgwick f Haddon Chambers hay taken hie play, the actress, whose rifts are more evident year by year, might easily have stood out tn a stronger ight. Yet, tn spite of the limitations placed upon her, Miss Barrymore achieved @ really Ug characterization. She made Madame fro: eof m Okraska—answering to the pet name of | ‘Tante’—a dominant personality, and nt fs more, acted with so much eubtiety and such a keen sense of hue mor that from first to last her performs ance was fascinating, In his evident determination to keep the play tn the fled of comedy Mr. Chambers has failed to aval! himself of the exsentially dramatic pogsiviiities of the book, The play snows nothing but} the lighter side of Tante and the affec- on existing between her and her mald| Karen. Obviously, Mr. Chambers was chiefly intent upon keeping ‘Tante aym- pathetic, Rut he might have done this by exercising a little ingenuity and at the tme made her something more than a spo g. He has shown no he owes every= thing to Mra. Sedgwick, His first act . talkative to an un and his play ax a whole {8 too sketchy to be interesting in| itself. | dramatic moment hap-! Tante caught her the Maude Drew, crowding an unwelcome kiss upon | jo Karen, who had tet dusband to go back to her guardian, Ka denounced ag an Ingrate, got off much more lightly than she does tn the book, and when Tante followed the girl in her fight, and got down on her knees In her best theatrical mannee, there was no particular reason why the girl should not have forgiven her. | Sante’s mad Jealousy wan not enough tn itself to open Karen's eyes to her real character, Good olf Mra. Talcott was the only one who could estimate the insatiably vain and thoroughly selfish woman at her true value, and she drought down the house, when Tante pretended to faint in order to get out of an unpl ant scene with the «trl's husband, by calmly saying, “Get up, Mercedes. rematned for Tante to shed reat when she realized she had lost i she proudly held up her head at the plano as she played down the last curs tain, And this reminds me that all of Mr. Chambers’ artains’ were ¢ffece tive and quite out of the ordirary. sary pet It Dut Tante's tears were obviously shed to A soften the heart of the audience, great artiste who is at the same time spoiled child, @ poseuse and @ danxer- ous woman Isn't an entirely unheard-of creature In real life, but on the stage it seeins she must be sentimentalized, Fortunately Misa Barrymore merely laid tho sentimental dust of the Inst t. I'm not sure that at other times she di@ not smile too much. Outwardly her performance would have had more varioty {f her keen sense of humor had been less generously advertised. And surely there was no need to expatiate pon Tante's supposed yearning for children, which summested nm ing but cheap comedy, However, Miss Karry> more may feet assured that she has aided & splendid and highiy intelligent characterization to her list, She has never looked so handsome as she did last night in Tante's “etagey” costumes, and her understanding of the “artistic temperament” had something more be- fund it than the role she was playing—there could be no doubt about that, Eileen Van Biene succeeded In expressing the negative girlishness of Karen, tut it was Lizzie Hudson Collier, as the practical, clear-eyed Mrs, Taloott, who calmly walked off with second honors. She let the audience see, in @ perfectly natural way, that she saw through Tante, Charles Cherry! was rather tnoltned to run to comedy as the tronic young barrister whose patience with Karen was no less than amazing, but he played his more serious scenes convincingly. FE, Henry Edwards as the poctic Drew was a inatch for Tante in insincerity, and William Ingersoll was @ good and faithful Franz, wedded to his violin, though there was a bit too much of thie unimportant character, That devoted hanger- on, Miss Scrotton, was reduced to @ rather mean little cat, Sut Haidee Wright was capital in the role. ‘Without saying anything more about the play, I feel it @ duty to urge you to go to the Empire and see Mine Barrymore, for in her you will see an artiste playing an artist Charles Cherry Elleen Van Bien 8 Gregory Jardine. Karen Woodruff. Betty Vincent’s Advice to Lovers “GQ. H." writes; “I am in love with a girl who treats me very ricely when I cali on her, But there another young man who calls on her and whom often mentions to me. How shall T find out which of us ts the favorite?" Why don't you propose to her? Don't marry against your parents’ wishes until you are of age, but don’t det them force you into a loveless match, “V. 8." writes; “I have known @ man several times, But he has not proposed for a year and a half and he has called | Would it be right for me to ask him his! In 1820 they sought the romance home. ged ib dg ai ey The Evening World Daily Magazine. Wednesday, October 29 On wo wwe Di BREAK IT- WE JUST ANT USE IT ANY a-as- f END ry RIGHT UP) MOTE ="TA- 5s “Yor aa Cee Dat of love in a cottage. i HONE In 1913 lovers seek the comfort ind splendor of modern apartments for their future The Confessions of Arsene (Copyright, 1918, by Doubleday, Page & 00.) YNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. Amane Leipin enter the grivuds of the Chatena fe uy ccim ings Tie wall, He aren the shi j name ber ie ahet ih aroun peri that Uireatens ber. Ce her family | incovera certains dear of thie cane oy aavect her father iy trying to taurder [Aipii intervenes barely i time to nave lier fora gecond ime, "ate will be ail rigit by to mors,” be explains to @ friend, CHAPTER VI. (Continued,) Shadowed by Death. N the first place, becau it did not strike me that Mile. Daroleux felt any very great affection for ner father,’ fever mind! Think of Iti & father who tries to kill his daughter! for months on end repeate trous attempt, four, five, times er again! * © © Well, that enough to Diight @ less sensitive } than Jeanne's for od and all? t a hateful memory he will forget.’ rt forget such @ thing as and for a doctor, very simp. i Explain yourself ‘She is not M. Daroleux's daughter!" ehe is not that villain's Dar repeat, daughter.” Lg Mu. do. you meant °M, Darcterx fe only her atepfather. |She had Just been born when her father, her real father, died. Jeanne’s mother ‘then married a ‘cousin of her husband's, & man bearing the same name, and sho |died within a yenr of her gecond wed- &. She left Jeanne tn M. Darcleux's argo, He first took her abroud and bought this country house; and, as nuvody know him tn the nelghbor- hood, ho represented the child as being Inia daughter. She herself di not know the truth about her birth," The doctor sat confounded. He asked: “Are you eure of your facts?” “T spent ni fn the town halls of the Paris alities, I aearched the ntersiowed two Bulle tors, 1 all tie documenta. There is no doubt possible.”* “But that does not explain the erlme, or rather tho series of crimes.” “Yes, it does,” declared Lupin, “And, rem the start, from the fret hour when T meddled in this business, some words which Mlle. Darcteux used made me euspect that direction which my in- gations must take, ‘I five yeare old when my mother she sald. "Dnat was nixteen y Mile, Darcleux, that ago.’ nearly twenty-one, | waseon the verge of attaining her ma- jority, I at once saw that th.s was an “A, He’ writes: ‘I am eighteen and | intentions, as I don't wish to waste time @ young man wants to pay me atten-|with him uselessly?”’ tion, but my parents object. They want me to marry a cousin for whom I don’t apo What ahall ¢ 4am ' Cultivating friendships is not a waste of time. You certainly ought not to ask the wane man i he intande tn gennnes important detail. The day on which you reach your majority 1s the day on which your accounts are rendere: serreed agen she Gnaammn! senitinn of Mile. Darcleux, who was her mother's Natural hetrese? Of course, I did not think of the father for a mecond, To be- ain with, one can't tmagine a thing like that; and then the farce which M. Was ping © © © helpless, stor. him at he AM t Dita) y hi the more #0 as T belleve t Mimself was exposed to criminal attacks. Tut was there not in the family some person who would be interested in thelr removal? My Journey to Paris revealed the truth to me: Mile, Darcleux Inherits & large fortune from her which her stepfather draws ‘Phe solicitor was to have called ing of the family in Parts next month The truth would have heen out. It meant rutn to M. Darcleux." “Then he had put no money by? “Yes, but he had lost a great deal the resuit of unfortunate apeouinuon “But, after all, Jeanne would not have taken ‘the management of her fortune of his hands ch you do not 4 from reloux etal know, doctor, and wht reading the torn lette i ts in love wth the bro ellne, ther Versalffes friend; M. Darcteux was opposed to the marriage, and—you now nee the reason—she was walting unt who came age to be married.” “You're rieht,” paid the doetor, “you're right © It meant hi ruin,’ “Hila absolute rr One chanee of eaving bh ft remained—the death of his stepinughter, of whom he ts the t heir." Certainly, but on oondition that no one miapected him,” Of course; and that 19 why he cone trived the series of accidents, po that the death might appear to be duo to misadventure And that is 1 I side, wis) Mile. for the would-be about the grounds and the passa the dark, and exesuta some ielsureiy thought out plan, a to aol to act at onoe, without aration, violently, dumger in han 1 had no doubt that he ld dode to do tt T would wiready nded the wal Weill F my pocketbook re: * © Here, you can s © © © SoT tumbled from the tree, Ike 0 dead man, Thinking that he was rid of his only adversary, he went back to the h I nim prow) about for two hours, Then, making up hla mind, he went to the coach house, took der and set it against the wir 1 had only to follow him, ‘The doctor reflected and said t “You could have collared him Why did you let him oom! Lupin y $t wae indie xe would never It was exsentiad that must te neshe wake ou ean ex think Where will ty And heh rT will never © that a have xtreore ma her Wuct, Your ¢ and uraKe that kind wilt You mbsht nerlon. Chief rlad to aus i case it heard sof © 6 © How pleased my ard wil! . CHAPTER VII, A Forest Tragedy. 1s village was ter it ned in ad erin At the samen t. an enorm motor ear, | 6 «ome appa’ tunster, came nto t head ra the wr «. ehouta prener mtrie ving mo much as Brushed agaliet any of the persona But they hal seen! ‘They had ween « man in the ar Wrapped in a outeakin cont, cap on his head and his face Ate arke ROREIOM, and front of thit woat, Mung t with blood, hung down over the b net. © 0 8 And they had heard! They had heard the women's screams, xereuma of hor- of ago all such a vision of enr- sae people stood, for seine San me al < \ By Eleanor Schorer New Adventures of The Thief Genius. I pkkkkb bbe kee By Maurice Leblanc “Te oared somebdy. ere was blood everywhere, on the cobblestones of the square, on the Fround hardened by the first frosts of} StU; and, when a musi of and by off in pursutt of moter, Phat tet Istor thelr The marks, ont followe hroad, but ina very strange manner ong from one aide other al leaving @ zikzax track In tho wake of the at qiade thom i tires t wud ow wae it th not} et avainat th | had tt been rlihted, Instead of smashing | Into that hank? What novtes, what " n, what dronkard, what frieht- ened criminal was driving that me with auch astounding bounds and of the peasanta declared | y will never da the turn tn the! fore And another maid: Mf course they won't! She's bound to upset ‘The Forest of Morgues heran at hal a mile beyond Saint-Nteolas, and the ron’, whioh was strateht up to that nt, except for a allent bend where It loft* the v ave, wtarted {n- ro entering nd turn among t ka) notorecar WAX Ale tol speed. ‘There were ports to give notice of the dancer. ‘Tho breathless peasants reached the quincunk of beeches that formed the elee of the forest. And one of them} new cried: I Phere you aren haem Iimousine, had turned sinaghed twisted and ft the woman's dead mont horritle, a 1 a the wom I, fattened, invistile of stone, a huse blo A there by * ake wn | goatakin coat, ha waa nowhere | to he found | . oe 8 © © © | " not found en the acena of ——— the He was not Moryues dectured that t fore, hat ea, who Ww . 2% minute wear fisted hy the pensanta, ti r tho same way, ' ucatrates, afer @ tor meveral dayn. te 4 of throwing the thts Insemitable traged the tnvestigat! nyasteries and furt ts it Was ascertained the block wione came from where there had heen @ landalip, at leaxt forty yards away, And the murderer, in a fow nutem had carrted tt all that distance flung Ik on hla vi 4 howd, On the athes hand the auudeen eho Fraga to cover ma, My @tomach didn’t me atropited and my ribs promt. nt becnuse there waan't enough nour. POWERS OF OBSERVATION AVERTED ERROR. T worked as bill clerk. One day after my employer and the atippin clerke had gone for the day T noticed on an invoice that the destination on the abipping memo, (from which the bills are made out) did not agree with the destination that I had ob nerved, while in the shipping room, mark 6 four cases in the abip= ment. I immediately Jumped to the ‘phone, got the transporation com- pany on the wire and had mark the see properly. confirmed my request by lettor at once (as 1 the custom tn our office for important businase by ‘phon My employer noted the copy of the lettor the next morning, On Sature day I found my galary Increased by $2, The bors wi “That's for using your headplece."" CHARLES HUBBNER, $6 Fast 47th atreet, New York, ORDER BOY HE WAITED ON CUSTOMERS. I eecured a ponition ae orfer boy at fourteen tn one of @ chain of grocery atoren at @ weekly salary of $3.50, The firet week I helped to put up orders, but the aecond week, of my own Initiative, T waited on cus- tomers sare minut On Batur- day eht the boss ratsed my salary to a week, dut suggested I should buy long trousers, as he wanted me for @ clerk instead of an order boy, ROBERT B, HOWBR, ® Vermont street, Brooklyn, BY MAKING WORK “CORRECT, NEAT AND FAST. I was gixteen when I got @ poat- tion with the New Jersey Central Ratlroad running messages, By minding my own bustness, looking wine, studying and making my work correct and neat and fast, and by being upright and honest, I got not only my first raise but have ad- As ‘The Evening World will award prise of 825 for the best true acoount (250 ) of “Mow I Got My First Raise.” vanend myself five or atx times from messenger wages at $15 per month to $75 per month, which T am get- ting now, after three years of sere VAL A. ZTRGUER, No, 14 West Forty-seventh street, Bayonne, N. J. FIRST PROVED HIMSELF WORTH MORE MONEY. My duties were to tle up boxes, Place goods on stock shelves, do trucking, &c, At end of four monthe I had learned to lay out onlers from the order book, Therefore my father thought I was worth moro money, So under his Instrietions T refused to sign @ new ntvact’* @fter Jan. 1 for the same price, ‘The manager of the packing dopartinent sent me to the superintendent, who asked me how much I wanted. To which I replied $4 per week. He at once sald: ‘That will be your sul- ary, starting at orme, but I am sur- Prised that you are willing to work for euch @ price.” GEORGE H. NAFDY, GE Weet isth St. FOUND GOOD USE FOR HOURS OF SPARE TIME. I was @ etenographer in a ts store. I told by all the oth: atenographers in my department that it was no use exerting onv's self, aa no girl there ever got @ raise. I folt that experience as well en epeed were essential for @ begin« ner, So I worked very dilixentiy, ‘There were times when we girls had no work to do, and it was then my habit to help other olerks do clerical work instead of sitting idle. Soon I was indeed murprised to fina @ dollar ratso in my envelope, The manager told me afterward I got it for working while other gtris idied. FRANCES ALEXANDER, 8 West sth Bt ae 5-Minute Fights With “Fate’’ Copyright, 1918, 1. —My Birth, born of a succession | of early, My first wheeay ory | wasn't uttered in a artinent, heavily hung with | heirloom tapestries and fam lly portraits, dating back to the thie of} Willlam the Conqueror. cat greats make for ro the aking of animale 1 over and over 6 generations, tll or me to have a rvive and @ retl- tur fortunes upon themaelves, they made It possible wom-studded dinin hue of servitors. I envy people thetr birth, thelr jong line of forebears with “breeding.” 1 envy their ability to preduce daguerreo- os und miniatures of the founders of the family, T wouldn't dare put my family tree out in the blazing sun. There ure abrivelled branches on it and the sort of fruit that Is packed tn barrels instead of in white tiwwue and cotton batting. Therefore 1 am wretched, On the other hand, I didn't have to struggle along through a dull infancy spent In the squalor of an old-law tene- ment. My flesh never ehrivelled with blue cold because thare weren't enough Ishment coursing through ny body, No, Come to think of tt, I have that to be thankful for, I wasn’t brought up to have my young ff so, he must certainty svoveredl-had ihe audactty, after tha ertine, to ox « tirnon the Adland leave fn eoat there, Why?) With tt) There waa nothing in 4 of the coat except a cori: rew and a napkin, What did tt ait nt inten were made of the dullder of motor car, who recognized the limou- jalways been 90 ho years ago to a Russian k tify the de By Alma Wooiward. ty The Pree Pubilsh ing Co, (The Now York Erening World), sloop broken by the drunken ravings of @n outcast father and the low pleadings of a cowed, forlorn mother, Many have had that to live down I haven't. ‘Mho thing I rebel against ts that I've el middle class ‘onous calm and sor ting anywhere, Never No chasca, aya the mon dines, Never ge with @ chance, My orlgin wae on a normal plane, And, from the norn one can either rise or fall, risen and aa excuse I have given; “) father waa that before me,” I have used the generations that have gone be- fore as props for my smhorteomin; I haven't even released the chance I wae born with, 1 mueas the world 19 too busy now- adaye to remember HOW I was born It doesn't care, It cares only about what I AM, If I make good, no one's going to lok up my birth certificate+ T have not» No one’s going to shove me back to the .. rut If I get going, no one's going to stop me. My ancestors didn't bequeath me progresa, And if I continue us I've begun, my ehfldren will be able to si¥ that of me, But they're not goin: to say t. I'm going to rise, I'm going to fight, What I have deen calling Hate te onty my “ohanco* masked, gagged and fettered with my Gefolencics, Tam going to rae I will litt those be, longing to me to the higher plane. 1"); fight FATE—to win! certa'nly not hiding In the eine ae one which he Bad sold thron The said ftus- an, declared the manufacturer, had sold again at once, To whom? No one w. The car bore no number, Then again tt was impossible to idens «| woman's body. Her clothes and underclothing were not marked in any Way. And the face was quite un- known (To Be Continued) “WHORE TEEAS'S A WILD." By Mery Roberts Minehart, (Author of “Seven Days.") jeogin in The Bvening World, Monday, Mov. 10. 1s America’s greatest woman humorist. ‘Will" is the funniest story she has written. Don't forget firet dnstalment’s appearance in Fhe Bveaing World—Monday, Mi