The evening world. Newspaper, November 17, 1913, Page 15

OTT - 4 The Evening World Daily Magazine, _Monday, November 17, 1913 SSeS ow BY % i w By C. M. Payne SToP mussino| Far Banrs HAIR 4 ’ 7 Seeeeeserree Os, fork, CER eee “Tongues of Men” Like So Much The Evening Wertd will award a prize of $25 for the beet true eecount (200 werde or ieee) of “Mow | Get My Firet Raise.” Idle Gossip. » =| ; 3 : DELIVERED COSTLY GIFT IN, foreman noticed ft: for t would bo BY CHARLES DARNTON Peo e ay): BO eS oN 1g sarary. the frat one there tn the morning T agreed te work for siz months Wasa, Tae r phe trod yo ue IERE can be little consolation for Mise Henrietta Crosman tm being told | for @ photographer for @ a week. I te $7.36, she is a rood comedienne. but that she has a bad play. Praise of this had been employed three months ‘ JOSEPH PONTESSA, when Christuas Lite a ar ‘WG! Binty-ninth street, Brooklyn. of the jate J. FP. Morgan was having @ portrait of hie daughter executed, | PRENCHMAN WAS READY WHEN and It waa necessar; to deliver tt to CHANCE CAME. hie home on the H.deon on Chiret- Unable to speak Engilsh when 3 mas Eve in time for Christmas came to thie country, I found work eort must make an actress of established reputation feel Mke going through Park Row with @ knife in one hand and # gun in the other. Xe is only when Miss Crosman te up in arme before breakfast in the play af the Harris Theatre that she has a scene worthy of her mettle. With both her hair and her nerves in disorder ae a result of the silly wagging of “The Tengues of Men” for two tiresome acts, ahe keeps the teleplione wires hot in a ‘ol of “temperamental comedy that gives Edward Childe Carpenters Diay of tree, and 1 was selected to carry it with a French merchant at 0 a week Words between ohurch and stage its frst human moment. ‘Then, when the Sal abies dohae aaa wun cats. | eotia ana: thi Cm TRSERT Mae Opera singer, who tina acted with oxtraordinary forbearance all along, turns Se Reade Collase, aad) wae gue |: Ot aay che GSselNRt: SUDRIMIE Ole on ekirted pest and shouts “Get out large and heavy as 1 was How- one day the assistant shipping clerk ever, I carried the portrait safely, left for better on the midnight train, delivered it | .aked if I would be able to and received @ dollar for being a | place I sald that I would try, careful youngster. On my retura to 1 worked very hard. 13 guess that I the atudto my employer gave me Save eatisfaction for when I opened five Gollare for a Christmas gift, and my pay envelope it contained ‘told me that from then on, | would CLAUDIVS GAILLARD, get a “salary” of four dollarea a 2% Hudson avenue, Union Hill, N. J, week, AS APPRENTICE SHE HELPEO OTHERS. A worked as an appreaticn tor @ millinery concern. ether tices laughed and being accommodati others, but 1 aid employer soon or Til throw the no at you!” the sympathetic spectator feels that all has not been in vain. There is also satisy faction In hearing the two meddiesome, emall-minded vestrymen get their walk- ing orders in very plain words, But the rest of the play t# so old- fashioned and artificial that you groan through it. It is barely possible the author wrote it long ago when the opera “Salome” might have formed the sub- Ject of a Sunday sermon. Yet even then a ..ew York clergyman would not have been likely to give a prima donna ‘as bad a character as the one she hap- Pened to be playing, and if he did, it's Pretty safe to say she wouldn't feel j ALFRED R. BROWNS. 1% West Thirty-seventh street. FOUND “PULL” USELESS AND WORKED HARDER. T landed « job through a pull with the foreman. 1 had ajwaye thought that having © pull with @ bose in any i gs iM concern would grea! readin render assistance where graciously disposed to let him come and if vancement, prbald 1 jpeg tnd ever coud. he ved to emt. talk It over with her every day for fy) right or not. I was greatly mis- prise me by raising my aalary. © week, especially after the attack upon TL) q taken. Thie pull did net do me aay waa requested to distribute the only her personally had been carried nto! ar but gave me @ arlen My scamt pay wae never the newspam ana the police had} ana aes oe think placed In an envelope as it wee called a halt on the opera. The mere| ter than all the other boys. Time | hardly worth whilé, My surbrisg fact that the rector grows to see thi passed and I never got a raise, #o was intense when I saw the last error into which he has fallen, or that finally came to my right senses envelope was sddressed te me Henrieita Crosman as vane oatiett. he stands ready to marry the artist | 1 finally y ‘wWhese personal reputation he has assalled—and, of course, this matrimonial ‘Sian is ridiculous—doesn't save the play from Its earlier sina, If anything could make the rector more Impossible than the author 4 and made up my mind that from opened it and found enclosed three that day en I a werk the very best I knew Bo I did bet- ter and the superintendent end the made him it's the soting of Frank Gillmore, who bleats his convictions in @ @enotonous key and ts forever striking an attitude to suggest the upright mau. B evidemly has not occurred to him that only stage clergymen do that sort ef thing nowad: It should be sald in Mr. Gillmore's defense, however, that fhe author starts him off very badly with that hopelessly mechanical proposal @omnc in the first act when the girl of his choice helps to make him ridiculous It {8 equally impossible for Miss Croaman to put any blood into the veins @@ the prima donna untt! the iast act. Then she nceme to take for her model Mites Olive Fremete4, and makes Jane Bartlett a sensible, big-hearted woman, ‘Bet 3 doubt whether even Misa Fremstad could be so generous to a cherus gin ‘whe bad stolen the jewels that go with Marguerite’s song ae to nend her to| “The after hearing her get Musetta’s song off her chest. There are some | amram, that @ prima donna cannot forgive. But the kind-hearted contralto with fate charge Where Theie’s a Will the tunnest a America’s) By Marv Roberts Rine art | 5-Minute Fights With “Fate” Greatest Woman Humorist ZBv Aima Woo ev ard. e evul! Why, Minnie Waters, wherever ‘Certainly i'll go to the aheiter- Gia you get that eesiskin coat!” “end & Ting tm eect Oe CHAPTER IX. ‘cain Cuprtigte, 1000, vy Tee Pram Puumting Ce, (The New Tork Brening World), But then anything you've had ereun® My Friends. [for a tong time that le suddenly taken le little idiot! But they needn't "4 ti ? 'm goin Aig) ae o head. f put i ; XM DON'T know any one on earth away leaves an awful epace, ARG & of the place within one wes ater the = Dolly, How Could You fauners F woNieh , Cocttia’ bell ces Meee) le bee who has a more weelese bunch older you grow the more dificult it children (who can mhe be?) pleads in accents soft and German and a touch | {uurrtl_and Semel there continwnly for the next LRG pes seroas my bed Bt Gerace Nannie te Sate neh hale Tom eo It would keep on ringing, Oi of friends then 1 hi Not | 60 on, I guess, to ft in new faces and . 5 rs ot} Lol isgrace, Minnie. She wave her hair went on into the diet kite! done a " of “Boheme” does the rest. Mins Crosman, by her charm and the sunny | thy red:lalied girl io charge of the iting hous! 6 o'clock that morning, but | a shake, twisted It into a rope and then “Tite, 1 sald, ‘can you trust met’ | ‘one of them has ever done &/custons where the old have prevailed. fadtance of her personality, makes you believe that love of art drives out anger | cui tls te, sory). has Dike interes) at hess waa too tired and worried to a knot, and stuck # pin in It It was she looked up from her beef. ' thing to elevate me or give Me! The kide seem to be awfully fend of m8 that & few thoussade opent before breakfast mean no more than grape fruit | Tomes Cue, te sumce Rin marie 4 sy sleep, 20 at 7 I got up and lovely: I wish Mins Cobb could have “Whether I can of not, I always)a boost in the right direction. lal my friends, and they al} just worship @ 8 prima donna. ‘eighder’ named Fou to take advantage dressed. I wan frightened seen ba * one knowa father for nave,” she answered. IT hang on to them just from habit, I/the kids. And they take the misg® It 80 happens that Mise Crosinan doesn't sing, for just as sho site down at of, Dick's spu-eumarauce and io \uclam il when 1 saw myself in the glass. My Minto be motao ere YOU ever KRowB “Well, can I trust you? That's mere! — sss of pecause It might be trowble-, Worl us law and she loves t@ bess ‘emp the viano to givo her voice its morning exeroize the throat doctor who has] fie sill tah, thle athens, fhe leatus ati eyes looked like burnt holes in a bian- him to be so—ao"—- to the pein to get rid of then: politely. But /SFoUnd like @ brood of chicka, toved Jano from the day she began to squawk walks over and stops any possible | ye teat Sea" one irein: with ‘sunny ert Ket. I put on two paire of stockings and , Devillah’ was the word she messt, whe put down ber knife and come some ‘ a ive to them te sheer wante,| Of course, every one caa't be etther @ cperatic proceedings with a kiss. Frederick Truesdal! plays this doctor sensibly | Allan Pier somes to the eanetoriii ‘dead. broke heavy shoes, for T knew f was going to Unreasonable?” | sald, “Well, once me whh jande on her ae pea eas me financially, intel. | Prilliant mind of else @ ready-mege and with a gleam of humor in his eye, but he should have better mannera| tite indie hit tinway for atime aad um, CO, ihe Eskimo act again thas day and serore when you were a litle girl he put know what rou're ap ta] They don’t beret me oneney ere dead croeaus, I'm not. Only @ fow of them Shae to ron over Jane's visiting cards to see how often the rectée nas been | personae Dick, lating shares of the whole eee Eoulnnes SNe, Met mean mnockes si bia cane through @ window in the = * f have verroved oe they baves’t oe calling. Macy Harlam ts amusing as @ half-starved musician who is full of his ‘for Dek) with tty’a room. She SPring-house forgotten turned, and those can’t. Poor beg + % own opera. charge. that betty marred Haat ase anepee ‘clther, She called needed time I went to the elty and brought} They hang around my boven sed gars! They have the devil's own tue In apite of good work here and ther, however, the characters have little Sones to me in an undertone to come in, and yeu eulphur and the Lord only knowa| food, smoke my cigars ond 0 um tn everything they attempt Aed whem reality, while the play has none at all. “The Tongues of Men” is lke 90 much . she was lying propped up with pillows, ee ee ee eee ne ee tecnica they come to the house ter meale it Gate? (Glo goedp that couldn't possibly interest New York, at any rate. srr et ee morig manhis ween! the aoa” with something pink around her through every made. "De Tue short and were “p with in-limproving my mind or In making | tere the miseue to see them emack their - shoulders and the night eae Werning y boots Log ery, quaintances who would be of #OM®! line over her recipes. “ “«“ ” CHAPTER VIII. Reside the Ged. Sie vee 6 Rese It'e like this,” T recarked, bringing gnovt 1. TiMe 1 don't value to me is thrown away upon "OlG | gn Te ae Ive hit uses Beauty and the Barge. (Continued. the boots froin outside the door. “if he'® any questions, but friends’ od sentimental reasons, gor| Something that Jo true with only « very HILDE there ct f Capt. ood, fe envelopes with ref and swallow @ prince an choking on eggs in a basket, a pot of coffee an 1 never knew eny one over ola friand. You don't have to be eo Jim Barley ey Bares Pare tacte ice only will And Mr. Moody's Indigestion. 0°, od sen. “ yee Cg {DIght of cream, some freit If you can get it when| REAL assietance from an old friend.| deadly ontertainink of cay when geo you eee this English actor at hie bert, so far as we have been j T'S Mke that nian Moody," the 1 walked over to the foot of the bef. "6! Le Ag? SAM a7 ore ene thy chef unlocks the refrigerator room,| you've got to go out and dig wp stran- | feel glum. An old friend must have esen 1 . pers bishop was saying angrily, “They're here,” I sald. Cepece pay for taking 6. Wile, . bread and butter, They oan Make) gers, it eeeme—pevple who don't Now| yoy tm all moods, all phases, throegh (he matted to judge, but you'll clap delighted eyes on a character study @o rare ge ey et * he ant up, and come letters slid to the abet here reat te marty Gad te thetr own toast.” you-when you need help, Old friends! years of friendship. He's peo % ——e cook, an idn't he wan iF mou 4 hasaeed with pt eg ER PONT Me a “Piffie!* snaried Mr. Tho the, floor. ” “Do wen over the three hundred dollars opttey™ eal, with her te} do @ lot of talking and long distance’ three days’ growth on yeur face eat m You may Coie you my Cerny and tne Barge” when ft went down with bina “th Bree & antes ean EY Te heres ame repeated. the had In the bank. « -. COTO A Se 1 pathy—oh, they're strong on (the wren your clothes needed pressiag. Im ld pen of eit ey have. been pent LON FO blo to take gare of hersalf’— and youghe and ner husband. ‘They came tie, which was « had found Tillle about a year before|sympathy!—but when {t comes to @/gnort, you've Anished trying to make oaught by Mr. Maude, whi Cann then they saw me, and they all stopped inst nicht at five minutes to twelve. % cemetery jot’ But TI t frying anusames at the railroad station) showdown they've sort of left “for ®/an impression on him. You cam be gio Pointed trimediniantin and stared, Their train was held up by the dissard Af) he moulin t take ner winout” and’ made her Met cook at the ae: | one leit home” op something. FM sauaTa Peave a hee meee ia Sb OR. HE Th & 4 ood gractous, girl!” said the ind they won't come in until they een | “It isn't quite the same, Minnie,” she torigm, Mra. Wiewine hadn't wanted! ahere are more offenses and indignt-|farer of aid friends walk, by the way, that's a story in bishop, with his dressing gown blowing you. They're hiding im the shelter- sald, aitting down on the floor to put ner put 1 told the doctor at the itself, Whether ho Is beaming upon » ? ited under the seal of on her stocking: hy salt | Oh, well, none of them wit ever est “. out straight behind him in the wind, loure on the Kolf links’ time, we needed somebody in the kitchen : “The princip the same," I re- things for us, Tt wae! friendship” than can be enumerated. | the Thames on fire, but they're a square emple landlady of “The Old Shi We thought you'd beon buried in a jt think ehe thougne Twa AOR ED cctast ena onus eek mate to wee ATille that we Glecovered that| The truth io we make thene friends be! hunch. Thelr conversation Ww So on her double chin, It's all “haffabllity, LL ny! 2 ey ined the door Into her altting-room— | “t haven't,” she sald disagreeably, the help were having e@R-now twicel fore we're old enough to discriminate, avalanche of epigrama, bot It'eclean and tarm,"" and the secret Joy of the p MARIS CARE one che ee oe Hutchine's room opened off It “and when you vegin to argue, Minnie, qv agy, with eeRe ae scarce hen jund then because convention says that decent. And T guess If REAL trouble R p . ¥ then she came over and put her you make my head ache teeth, and the pharmacy clerk putting In! that king of friend te the best Kind ever came (not financial formance in to be found tn tho fact pring house without having w posse ant then she a “i hhave Nad s huartathe for a week.” S"teauigitom for more whiskey every] inet, wind of, friend le the beet kind ever came, (not finenolal neeesearties that A ah 4 after me to bring me back?” " napped, “let alone he i the gpaie! old philanderer 800 ¢8 “On 4 Cerf “Will you alt down and try to tell me J snapped, “let alone heartburn, and week, ural lives, even efter they've become stand by, Ob, I know they'd stand by, tertaining Har always has his eye on ratperiiy,” sald Mr, Thobure with i Ne meant’ she paid. TM be glad when the Jenntsge family Welt, 1 scribbled @ note to Mr Vaal natural | mana | mow. ti the main chance—the chance of tn- Ma anamy ayen ae totik T may ry ny aister and her--her wretch of I wafely tarried and 1 ep at Alstyne, telline what had hapnenad,| a welght—e dead weight. ney're good, old friends, anyway. reesing the next woman that comes AT ie eevee any i husband tave eome last night at mid- night.” and put it unter hie door, and then f! .————————————-_—______. bet LJ Where without my turning out to re- & rj ifkccks Wank OWS ARAIANAT (ke Ly ba ade ae 9 @iong. Any rival who happens to get But Mrs, Moody is having night shen } aew Me ‘arter myself not fae : ae hur tf en pi ees hut ine fort Mise Patty, in fee : a nt sites Patty @id not eo miah. Aba) Awana alin Im hia way stands a good chane of later than 10. ofcl feha: Haan Rant ct BnATS. Font & holding her chin hich and looking Dolly, Dolly sald Mies Patty hat ol! 1 d went bucks the basket, In the sun parlor, being thrown into the river. (Me ere ete ee ae ate ee ree aL orga ie Mage 1 Daman and. tem tastes bitek th tek Reale angry and determined. At nly, dropping on her knee® se eohite perfection is resaked by Me ‘ive la convinced that you have him, and she underatood almost at once. stopped She was s(ill altting om the 4 o'clock and nobody eaw us Ro vut house 1 eave her the basket and aide Sire Dickey, “what a bad little gieh Maude in this quaint and humorous drowned yourselt. head down inthe She was the most understanding wirl I floor trying to put her heavy Boots together, Just as we left T heard the took on arm(ul of Ate wood myeele, } vat a thas foe, van be. Get aharacterisetion. On his part there |v spring.” Mr. Plerce exid in his pleas: ever met, he saw af once what Mr. on and crying all aver them. | chef in the Kitchen bawling out that Knew Mr. Dick woul : n't" returted Mrs. Dicky de- never the slightent exaggeration, An- fay "You've been gone two Noure, Sain WouldN't Nave Known In a thous "Stop tha’ | stantly," TX gald and ped murler whoever but the kett wae out, ; te t ; - wie ae bathed Ate GE SHAe dj aes ; ” ny father before me, and had cup of coffer, Vin not even a Christian » the epring-h ret, te robe around him, an Ing YY Pie she » 3 good but slow ship, the "Fa: ih anewer to your urgent inquiry,” and my i v C orning until U've had my cof- id then across back the fire, with Mra Moody's shawl over Miss Pat looked at him, but ehe But Montagu love as Major Smedley Mr Thoaurn oplled ation me tsagreer helbed to tage It wha Ih Wee and a) ln the morning uabh Hy hee ; to the ahettarchouse, her and her muff under her head Miae didn't. vow. sh nakew such an extravagant show of ably, "Mr. Moody bee Net ied, Hie Ie tae ae ee woe aimast h You haven't had it yet, have yout? but not sy inuch, Fatty stout in the doorway for ap | tamper as to turn the play Into old- Cyril Maude as Gapt. James Barley. [anim Tue, ty the way, wherw'e tne ee a to mes and patted hed, and we laugh and the tracka wo had made carly {n Then she waiked ov fashioned, preposterous farce at times, while the acting of Miss Ruby Hailler as} 'y giant answer him! I couldn't, We the siouldor when T broke down, tell r shaky, fut as T but the morning were atill there, mine off to the suspicious Mrs, Porter ta ovcaslonally ax broad aa or pique. For the good of !went into the nouse: Mrs. Moody and Nee about Thoburn and the Auminer whore {5am iin exe xoing tow one side alone, and. the otters were ion | mack better tap ‘Beauty and the Barge’ !n this country these two chara i ‘hould be toned down. Miss Cobb ware ailting on the atalne, “But here T am," 1 fintehed, “telling ‘Oh, Minnie.” ane sald, “If you only was a whole ry im those snow wife a hand to help her up, na oun In “The Ghost of Jerry Bundler,” another Jacobs hit, Mr. Maude ts effective,| Mrs. Moody had been crying and 3 Pe See a utine GhOw BEnTIGT HIG REL Hetua, cite late anal kind ch oe holding hers, he turned to Mine Patty, you about my troubles and forgetting knew how rothey are pe! track ls : youth with @ weakness for amateur acting who|Cobh was feeding her the whiskey I you about p Y fectly rl he BRED Forbes (Or eee oe Odsal rom el by er what T came for. You'tl have to go out They'll never allow @ sanatorium in the and the others cuddung together {t 4, YOu wre perfectly rhysie” the men in the commercial room of a country hotel by making them be-|had left with a teaspoon, “She had had "F ther, It ay ek, MES DOrFegty | ns Bae ve ha is a ghost, only to be shot for Ms pains, Mr. Maude in not uncanny|q half tumblerful already and. ‘vas to the sllelter house, Miss Patty, And family! made me lonely to look at hem. 1 re ¢ now ane cou! 7 ite the welrd atmosphere neceas: to this simplo Httle “thriller,"| quite maudlin. She ran to me and put | guess you're expected to fix it up with IT guess a Good Many would be the member wishing I'd taught school, as , more you a the more | RUE io ree te Me cudienoe ihe creane, which after sil is the only excuse Aulte Maal ne Te your father.” better for having one close,” T eald, was educated to; woman wasn't made ou needn't pinch me Patt” she wider, Hut she did; we're up agains “the Ghost of Jerry, Bundier” can have for being—or not being, But ive el iytime around me ||), | vel fate tar tong Welle T tell Hor to et dressed and (olive sione, and mom echuol teachers eaid, and'at that Mr. Dick wakered and that’ es Bade agpall matter, In any wense, ‘The big thing ‘and the good thing 19 the Cap'n Jim gies "On tne thought! Blood on my braids of hay. -weat to the kitchen, Tillie wae there get married. Jumped up, with the carriage robe stil) ‘0 24 of Mr. Maude It's too good to . nine