The evening world. Newspaper, November 14, 1913, Page 27

= jw Be “Ss? Matter, Pop?*’ “Ourselves” a Play That Goes Wrong. Fi i “BY CHARLES Si Se t to locking up the mén we'll get eomewhere.” ‘Goody-goody men haven't @ dit of magnetiom. It's the vital men that make the world go.” That's the way “Oursel: went at the Lyric Theatre last might, while all the time poor Molly, who was trying to work out her regeneration addressing envelopes for Beatrice Barrington, a rich but honest uplifter, seemed to be hopelessly puazled, It was bad enough to have Molly lured to her supplementary = As it were, by the well-meaning patronese of the reform home for girls = subjected hor to the dangers of the drawing room, but the worst of it was that Miss Rachel Crothers's peculiarly feminine play went wrong in the third act when by stretching out a helping hand the stage director might have saved it. This was the situation: Molly, after freeing herself from white slavery by fending a so-called cadet about his unspeakable dusiness, was caught dancing to rather bad piano music in the Barrington home and brought up with a sharp turn by a kiss from Bob, who for the moment forgot he was married. Appar- ently he kept on forgetting it, for when Molly announced she was going to leave JimmMiny K Rite MUTH @ Month later, Sister Beatrice said she knew why, the housekeeper having told her that the white slaver had been hanging around the place. Molly didn't underatand her, and so between sobs she let out the truth about Brother Bob and herself, to the horror end indigna- tion of Geter Beatrice. The scene be- tween that sainted lady and Molly meant mote to the play than anything that hed gone before, and if the curtain ‘bad come down on it “Ourselves” might, have been made quite another story. But, no, the wife had ¢o come tp and Dring about an anti-climax by saying “I know!" and piling emotion upon emo- tion, How she tnew could be explained only on the theory that she was a mind-teader. Even expert knowledge of her husband couldn't justify her atate- ment. After that the play went from bad to worse in an tmpossfbie ecene between husband end wife that Molly was compelled to witness. Not only did the husband proclaim that the girl was Grace Elliston ae Molly, Jobyna nothing to him and that he loved his Howland as Beatrice Barrington. Wife for ail he was worth, but he turned on Sigter Beatrice end put the whole responsibilty on her for having brought Molly into the house, There wae noth left for the amazingly patient Mofy to do but go out of the house with the pitlably weak declaration that ehe would stand on her own feet. The wonder \ et she didn't jump on Bob's. The play fell between a girl's regeneration and that eingle moral standard for men and women so dear to the heart of playwrights. “Ourselves” didn’t get anywhere. If the play had been worked out logically and simply frum that effective scene between Molly and Beatrice it might have meent something. As it was, Molly was worse off in the end than in the beginning, and nothing had been pro’ 4. ‘The first act in the reform home qgjied a ‘hen coop” by one of the inmates waa original and interesting, not to eay exeiting when Molly and another gir! engaged in @ rough-and-tumble fight. White slaves tn captivity seemed to amuse & large portion of the audience, though undoubtedly (t was not the intention of Miss Crothera to make these unfortunates a laughing stock. No one could be expected to keep a straight face, however, when Beatrice’s eolicitude for Molly's welfare led her te eay to her olgarettedoving sister-in-law; “Don’t emoke before her.’ Altogether Molly had a very hard time of ft, but Miss Grace Ettiston must have felt more than compensated by the splendid personal success she scored. In a character far removed from the haughty ladies she has hitherto impersonated her work was a revelation. She went at the part tooth and nall, and after that Gecidediy: Mvely “sorap,” in which he rotied about the floor to the utter astonishment of everybody, she acted with sincerity, almplicity and feeling that both held and moved her audience. Miss Jobyna Howland was burdened in the first act with @ “soclety manner” much too heavy for @ social worker to carry around every day, and it wae diMoult to catch all she But these faults were soon correcte, and she made her violent scene with Molly count as the most telling moment of the play. It was unfortunate that the wilt emotion of Miss Selene Johnson, as the wife, came Iike an efter-clap. Thurlow Bergen didn't help the hugband any by his acting, but Stanley Dark was excellent aa the friend of the family. Geoffrey C. Stein left nothing to be desired ae the white slaver except that this loathsome type be kicked off the stage. Betty Vincent's Advice to Lovers York with atreot-crosnings. Then there are skating, hockey, in some neighborhoods sliding, ail amusements are inexpensive and pro- ductive of good fun and physical well- being. Try one or more of them this “Shows and Dances.” ITH cold there comes an increase in the number of dan t well-kept sidewalks and| re of which | ignorance, and theatre parties for young men and women seeking rec: reation, There In no reason why these young per- sons should not get weal enjoyment out of good ows" and well-conducted dpnces. But I suggest that for the sake of their health and, in the end, their hap- piness they do not give up altogether ‘such outdoor recreation as the season permits, On Sundays, at least, thoy will have me for long tramps, and I know of thing more truly enjoyable than walk- ig in the crisp winter cold. In the intry the condition of the roads akes such exercise rather strenuous, thig excuse does -not hold in New ao eres ns semanas winter, you young men and wom are shut up six days of th office or factory, You won't experiment, The First Call, “J.T. writes: “I am acquainted with ® young lady and expect to call upon er in the near future, As thie ie the fret call, is It necessary for me to bring some gift, such as osady or flowers?" No, it la mot. “M. M." writes: ‘I am twenty years old and of all my admirers I @nd a man of sixty most congenial, De think the great difference in our a would be a bar to our happiness if we should marry?" I do not ee how it could be otherwise when the discrepancy ts 0 great. we Bw BS ow WELL-L-L, OF Course HE Comes oF VERY SMART TACENTAGE- YA BABY, HE Know THUMTFIN ALREADY, ) You are in the Indian summer of your life, O wise mother who chums with your daughters. his chicken and coffee. ‘I came up here to-night, the proud possessor of a bunch of keys, a patent folding cofkecrew and ket, automobile road lamp, At this Minnie, STxoPels OF PRECEDING CRAPTERB. ‘The ld Doctor” owner of # mineral airing bn two ale ata the Fedhalies cot rH and ia tnuch ‘worried over way of the wicked te hard; the wicked orrled et all the fun there i# out of Ife, and far as I can seo It's the respectable Yelock and up at 7 part of ‘« family that has all the trouble and does the worrying. f we could only keop it hidden for ciate ‘fal days!" T said, “But, of course, ce hae fh 35 e the papers. will gel tt and. just et ablog crue of Seni with columns every day about Mis ‘& mrater ba el Re aD ty's clot! — a. MMe protests hie utter ye nen Cn “And all the princes of the blood se ing presents, and the king not fav: {t very much"-—- “What are you talking about?" “About Mixa Jenning's wedding, Don't you read the newspa| He hadn't really kn up to that minute tray and got up. “II hadn't connected h the newspaper Mira Jenni and lighted @ Something in must say. ‘ou're not going to sive up now?" ked, I got up and put my hand on hus as » and I think he was shaking. “If you do, T'l—I'll go out and drown myself, head down, in the spring He had been going to run away—T saw tt then—tut he put a hand over mine, ‘Then he looked at the door t where Miss Patty had gone out and gave himaelf a shake. "] stay,” he maid, “We'll fight it out on this line If tt takes all summer, Ing CHAPTER VII. (Contiuued,) Mr. Pierce Acquires a Wife. EB went over to the firopiace, whore I was putting his coffee to keep it hot, and looked down at me. “I've a suspicion, Minnie, nea gat hee a on # alan expression, I've ore fan chew in thie'Iitte Undertaking, ard that I'm in imminent danger of choking to death, Do you know anybody, & friend of Mise-ap—Jennings, nagmed rothy 7? a : got @ younger sister of that 4, with a sort of chill go- “She's in boarding school who she wag Hae put down the with the— hy 14, “Oh, mo, she's ni picking up the coffer I met her on the other the day before ti he remarted a tl Minne.” He stood looking into the fire, and although I'm not fond of men, knowing, os 1 have explained 9 great J sat back on the rug spe uld have warned me, Minnie," be went on, srowing more cheertul over The smouldering embers catch new sparks | of a dying season—another little summer for yeu which is as delightful as autumn, after the first flurry of snow on your temples, comes the lest flare ELEANOR SCHORER, dea! about their stomachs and livers and vory little about their hearts, there was something about Mr, Pierce that made we want to go on the head like a little bey. all,” he ald, ‘what's bive blood to good red bloed?"’ joavent of either of us being called on te el Wat, we wom down to Mr. Moody's Foom, and he was pitting up in bed with Die knees drawn wp to Me chin and @ Pot water Bottle held to kim, “Look at ry rwork, woman,” he said Which wae simost what the bishop to me when I opened the door, “I'm had sald! dying?’ “You look eick,” I paid, going over to the bed. It never does to cross them CHAPTER VIII, And Mr. Moody’s Indigestion. R. MOODY took indigestion that night—-not but that he iway® had it, but this wa» woree—and Mra. Moody came to my room about 2 o'clock and knocked when they get to the water bottle stage. “The pharmacy Clerk's gone to a dance over at yn ble’s, but 1 guess I oan And you some whiskey.” “Do have wome whiskey. Geor begged Mrs. Moody, remembering her brother4n-law. touch the stuff and you both he enaried. He had a fresh better sald. pain just then and atopned, clutching up ‘* awful bad, the bottle. “Besides,” he finished, when you mede hime it over, ‘I haven't got any whi Well, 40 make @ tong story shart, to fin my bedroom PI heey n't mai Gat him to agree 40 seme Whiskey from him take clam chowder for Supper, and the pharmady, with a @f peppar- that'e what's matter with him, ming in it, & he could wi it down with ‘s going oD @ Jr ined rice diet, spring water eo it woukin't do him any what age going to do, I've goth; my yor io the Meryd i) peal war yeoshdt ay ane ous oat an ony en) she often si who went on year, and all the rest of the time wan humble and affable trying to mal up for it, And sometimes {f Mr. Moody would only ti ky when he had the t I'd rather be the wife of @ eheerful drunkard any time than have to live with a cantankerour saint, Misa Cobb and I had hed many @ fight over It, but et that time there wasn't much inne,” phe anitded, “It you could take the poker.” “Tm wot going!” 1 declared firmty. “It'e~it'p dratted Idiocy, that’s all, Plain ead ea, Sc water let of peo Wf you are afraid }; The Evening World Daily Magszine, Friday. November 14, 1913* THEN AN INTERVIEW. At sixteen I went to work in @ printing house, T' kind of dirty, but 1 had heard from t of me that after six months I was to get a reise, but that I had to oak for it. That was the hard part. So, 1 practised my lines over and over to beat to ask. ‘The foreman waa @ big, etalwart person, of good na- ture, and easy to jak to if you kuew how. Well, I geked him esitation and secelved “Lf you think you can prove yourself worthy of it I'll see what I can do.” I told him I would, and in two weoks I had landed the much needed raise of $1, making my pay $5. And, be eve me, there was not a person in the place that did not hear of my ralne. NUGENE KELLY, 447 Lincolp Place, Braokiya, N. ¥. DID ANOTHER'S TASK—RAISED 60 Cents. When 1 wae fourteen yeare olf & was @ cash girl in a large depart- ment store, There was an office buy in the credit office which was Bear our department. When he was bry or out to lunch I (ook his place and soon became accustamed to the work. A few weeks after the boy left. The manager put me in the credit oMfice and gave @ 60-cent raise, He said that I was advanced in sx weeks because | bad done my ewan work and helped anothe: CLATRH KENNEY, 00 Third Ave., New York, UIGKNESS AND ABILITY” WON A TONY RAIOE. I went to work fo glass manu- sixteen. I was com- factory of the @alled te work in th quickness of my ability T was soon maée office assistant ef atmosphere had ‘effect not only upen me but also on my work, ag I tried hard to show my gratitude to my employer. After a few months he paid for a two and @ half months’ course in an eve- aing business echool for me. Then I received my first raise—25 cents a making & 4 total of 1.25 per week. ABRAHAM GREENBERG, ‘2% Pulaski St., Brooklyn. TOOK ADVANTAGE OF BO88's GOOD HUMOR. T waa employed am stenographer by the Concrete Steel Engineering Author o with water, anyhow. Where's the pitcher?” Oh, yes, I went, I put on some stockings of Mrs. Mooly's and @ pettl- coat and s shawl and etarted. It wae when I was in the pharmacy look! for the im that I frat notici my joint again, A joint lke that's @ Mensiog or & curse, the way you look at it, pi found the peppermint and some ey and put them on the atairs Then T took my pitoher and lantern and atatted for the apring-house, It was atill snowing, and part of the time Mre. Moody's stockings were up to knees, The wind was diowing hard, and when I rounded the corner of the house my I stood 1 flapping, th king heaves I wes & singie wom- an and about ready to go back and tell rat oaw that the Nent windows, gp drop to ‘arinat T martes out tt che snow on a 4 Hepe evra T slipped and ‘ial, ot her emash to tga below. But ag goon as nas cone move T went on again, That epring-house had been my home for # good many years, and the tramp dida't ‘ive wh 4 eould hi pend the might there if I knew it, I realised then that I should have taken the poker. I went over cautious- to one of the windows, wad! in ep anow to get there-and if you have ever done that In a pair of bed- room slippers you can realise the atate of my mind—and looked in. ‘The Evening World will eward a prize of O25 for the Lest true aceount (200 words or less) of “How | Got My First Raise.” 8IX MONTH'S OF GOOD WORK, By Mary Roberts Rinehart GRRRRKNE (Author of “ORVEN DAVOS") GANGOO ein % Company at $18 » week, my hours being nine to five Many, many « times 1 waa detained until six and seven o'clock, but I aid not “kick.” One afternoon my “boas” was apeaking about engineering cot tracte he had secured to design bridges. “There's one at Glens he told me, “another at Herkimer and at Amsterdam, end pi tieularly happy mood. This I felt '* was the opportune time. Propos- ing to @ girl ta chilé'e play com- pared with cornering an employer, but, I aakea for a raise then Ci th “Why, yea," he sald, T've been so busy that I forgot the office entirely. You should have - asked @ month age, so os te re- mind me.” The following pay day I received & three dollar raise and twelve dollars extra—the latter ia recognition ef the four previous weeks that hag slipped by withoyt the energetic stenographer having received in well-earned raise. J. GOWN RUSCMLIL = « 169 Pulses weet, Brooklyn. O10 MORE THAN HE WAS PAID, FOR—QOT MORE PAY. 1 waa working in 9 store with two other boys who were Rot interested in thelr work. Two of ua were errand . boys and the other a stock boy. Each day we would get ten packages to kept One day the boas called me into hip He told me about my work, compared with the ether fellows’, and the nest Saturday ! found my firet reise in my pay envelope. Mf. ROSRNBAUM. 10 Montgomery eee New Yoru City. eg adit STUDIED THE BUSINESS AND PAQGED EXAMINATION. When working for an electrical worth more than 4 @ q ‘The bose said he could get ot boys to work for the same galary. I sald nothing, but kept on studying and after a week I passed an exam- ination for an electrician and was raised from #4 to $15 per week. WILLIAM SCHMITTER, «| No. 37 South Clinton street, East Orange, N. J. of the fire, with my © on them to make @ couch, and my shepherd’ ohewi folded at one ené for a pillew. cI etohed on the! with her long coat Isid over was Dospthy yeengy alster! Bhe was leaning on her elbow, with in hand, staring at the fire. the door into the their Bim. aaye Mr. Dick, verwnat id I ever do I could have ber & few things he” one on my at this one I blind pired | I looked again Mr. Dick was ‘ i knees by the row of chat there's not a dite there.” ee ea ee we 3 ‘Well, it was no place for me unioae they knew I was sround. I waded Around to the door and walked in. and there was 8 grand upsetting of the wealekin coat and my shepherd's plaid |. Mr, Dick jumped to his feet amd Mrs. Dick sat bolt upright and stared at me over the bucks of the chaira Be Contimasd.d