The evening world. Newspaper, December 9, 1913, Page 23

‘Things That Count’ a Heart-Warming Christmas Play. BY CHARLES DARNTON. \ you may be interested to know that the first stage snow of the season fell Jast night at Maxine Elliott's Theatre, where “The Things That Count" included almont everything that counted for the success of comedy-drama in those happy days when managers papered the stage instead of the house, It was good to see the same old snow again, though common sense should have kept Grandpa and Grandma Hennaberry from opening a window to take ft tn, as it were, while poor liftle Duicle tay! {n the next room under the care of @ doctor, Just what alled Dulcle was more than I could make out, but that open window, with nothing less than pneumonia In the alr outside, waa enough to give the child her death. However, it must be admitted that Dulcle looked wonderfully well unt! an impromptu cabaret show in an east side tenement Proved too much for her. Her collapse, incidentally, brought down the curtain of the second act on an unnecessarily “emotional scene when the anguished @other beat upon the door that the doctor closed against her. Variety is all veny well in its way, but the first thing an author should know is where to sto) Taken as a whole, sentimentakty and all, “The Things That Count’ ts @ heart-warming Christmas play, and it has one very good character in the crotchety old lady, who leaves her comfortable home in Washington Square to play the fairy godmother in Jackson street. She is nothing if not a M. Grumpy, that Mr. Cyril Maude could not fall to recognize as his own profes- stonal flesh-and-blood, In this respect the play at Maxine Elliott's and the one at Wallack's are very much ¢ and Miss Florine Arnold plays Mra, Henna. berry so well that I shouldn't ty aking hands over another popular fuceess before there are many more Kray haire in thelr whee In any event, it is the good old lady at all surprised to see her and Mr. Maude! Who prides her inte most of v4 bad temper tha the Things That 1 it and in this role Mise Arnot with her pudgy yet prsonalit ominates th tel the other merely idertal Interest. At the same time . author, Laurence Eyre, needs to told that be Martha of Washington Square is scarcely in character when whe talks of “raising the devil,” ir spite of her ludulgent disposition towas er tempor Mra. Iennaberry is not tlh type of dame to Ko Into the bac 1 for her vocabulary, But it ts quite bee Hevable that she would show a hostie front to aw law who had on strang bart of {t fat Yr youn, wid al, doesn’t return to the stage nstead of working as a seamstress, Of course, euch a move wo mean an- other wid as an author can write Maxine E. Hicks as Blanche O'Donavan. only one at a me we must do our best to sympathiae with him, Mor that mat- Florine Arnold as Mrs. Hennaberry, '¢" this play ts written in an op- viously eympath vein and it will undoubdted!y appeal to the hearts that so many theatregoers wear on their sleeves, The story itself is slinple to tell in de aver the child Joves the girlist widow, und she finally agre for him, Then there are the tree that the manly «: we Young doctor who 8 to And righg here [must confesn that I have a very; soft spot in rt for children, Grace Dougherty was the first to find tt as Dulcie, whose knowledge of fai 8 Was ponitively overwhelming; but it was that born sotress—if I'm not gr mistaken—tit Magine Hicks, marching name-in-name with the theatre and putting an al wether wmutty face on poor, half-starved Blanche, who stood out like an unpol- ished gem. The boy was impudent when he should have been awkward, but this was the fault of the author, not of Master Charles Fverett, As a ba . Itallan tot in ballet skirts Kina W. Hopper made an amusing pleture,, types cf the tenement house were ridiculously exaggerated, though Miss Odaline Cotton, who suggested Mim{ Aguila, managed to do a good bit haracter acting. Changing as it did, sometimes abruptly, the play always came Arnold, who finalls: took a new turn, for her, jn an appeal-to the dau that struck a genuinely human note, Albert Reed was an excellent fol! as the mild, elderly husband, Though betraying uncertainty at times, Miss Alice Brady gave the young widow sincerity, charm and feeling, but In pounding at »the door when the doctor shut her out she betrayed the fact that a youthful actress who has everything In her favor is not always so strong as the circum. stances may Indicate, For her sake, as well ax for the good of the pl @eend act should be made to end sanely, So-called emotio ™ overnight. Howard Estabrook anmwered ver, e only cure for love, except when he failed ti grammar in begging the pardon of the Uttle “prin ack to Miss the re not ‘or who knew rdinary rules of In eoloring and acven al actr well as the dos follow the ene’ sen Mise Hilda Englund was true to the Swedish housekeeper whe played, and Wale ace Erskine served very well in his « ity of butler. In short, the acting generally) waa excellent, though It ts only fair to the author—who [ts also an ector, I'm told—to aay tat he took his curtain call as though he needed the any eupport of the entire com Betty Vincent's | ‘Hesitation.” an avold it. Therefore she prefera to be sure of her affection and of that of aged if a girl h knows al tates to call her- n gency. she wero without! - any sort of tender! "A.M." writ Advice to Lov the young man before she Puts on her self formal en Ske who hesitates ts lost—to aingle- feeling for him she; young man with whom | am much in wownip of any sort about herself ¢ she O young man N should ever be discour-} diamond solitaire, even though gaged to him. If! biessednoss—in nine caaem out of te: wouldn't hesitate, | joy ut 1 want bin to grow a mus She'd send him tache, and he hesitates to do ao. If about his business | he will not acvede to my wishes in so at once, | amali a matter, do you think 1 ¥''Featizes nowadays that it is better to! of my life . break an engagement than to enter ‘® ‘upon a loveless marriage. Yet a broken! to do something unreasonable. His re- 1) engagement always causes more or lesa fusal is no argument for your future talk,” and @ nice girl dislikes to start unhappiness, he older | hter-in-law | am enmened to | shell sno leather, that's my aftair.” ) sy, “The (Md Dix aa t al aul much gore Jennings, Aban Merce broke, Me is Sin yserwom frionel amed Tai Mina | rigid smtem of protes., all, nay | Alatyné, consat to follow CHAPTER XXV. The he THAT COLD WIND Blow. ME FOR MY OLD FUR TRIMMED two months. ay with Patty Jennings» soho The Evening World Daily Magaz THE = OVERCOAT of a. mime ie Aishument to bie tat 1m Wace ‘withi reanain the husly 1 not the Fed-talrod | charge lig story? to way itastalls ica as house CORES under t uguira ten ing. After a bemiier indew, Sam Veo is orders, (Continned,) First Fruits. HE night the clgar stand was closed Mr. and lean “Put the key in a drawer, sam came to one over the counter. said. "lL can slip down \here after the Mghts are out and.get & | smoke.” “Can't do it, Mr. Van Alstyne,” 1 wild, "Got positive ordet nat doesn’t melude me" He was still perfectly good humored aorry I said, ‘Ilave to have a written order from Mr. Pierce." Ho put a silver dollar on the deak | uetween us and looked at me over it Will that open the case? he asked, { p ry order | “He sald, 1 shook my vo hunied! head. What the devil you?" “that I'd be did he xiv I repeated, | coaxed and probably bribed te open the | ciwar ¢ the frst one | stick fem; much and yo | “insolent young puppy ancy, and stamped away. fg h So that I was not surprised w She) that night, Friday, 1 can take {t off again in an| a: the shelter houre at 1 vc le protest mee | an | “Bomething | "1 don't | Nobody has hall eat or We met at hous Miss | self, ne Dh anjaxain, for a w Any sensible girl) be happy with him for the remainder |in they were in front of the fire, jon a box and he at her feet, T think you are asking your ance | in han we ani you've been intend to se, unl that you'd probably be it, fut 1 was smoking ur nerves are going.” he exclaimed to too was t ting, Mra, Sar told me. has to be done,” she natd, ‘and much more, the right to say when I what. If I want to eat 10 o'clock at the snelter everybody having gene to bed he Van Alatynes and my- kys were on good termn der, and when we went ane with his He dian't even “They're here, Dicky,” she ead. “All right,” ered voice, © answered in @ samoth- ‘How many of ‘em? FIND out WHER® ALL Comet FROM aN EVERYTHING ine, TOYS t ¢ BE WEARING (T NEXT WINTER To ET Fanniest Story of America’s Greatest Four,” of his ear, For goodness aake, Dick!" Mrs snapped in # disgusted tone, spooning and get us something w sit on." “Help yourself,” he rep his wi lap, au If the slight of marr! 8 you, BO Away. whe said, and Kissed the tp ied, etl) from t be jealous, happiness Go away, any- Sam came over and jerked him a witting position, “Mither you'll jasion,’* he angrily, “or you'll go out in the snow unui it's ever.” Mr, Dick leaned over and Kissed his wife's hand, “A cruel explain retur into sit up and take part in thin dis fate 1# separating us." he “but try to endure {t until I I'l be on the other side of the replace.” Miss Patty came to the fire and stood her warming her hands, I saw sister watching her. “What's wrong with you, * she asked, “Oskar not behaving” “Don't be silly,” Miss Patty sald. ‘I'm all right.” “sShe'a worked. to death,’ Mrs. Sam put in, “Look at all of us, Vil tell you I'm ao tired these nights that by ¥ o'clock I'm axlgep on my feet.” rm tired to death, but Id 1 aleep, tty maid. T don't know why,”" . her sister maid, “If you weren't so haughty, Pat, and would just own up that you're sick of your bargain" —— “Dolly! Mias Patay got red and then white. “Oh, all right,” Mre, Dicky said, and shrugged her shoulders, “Only I hate to see you make an idiot of yourself when I'm 80 happy.” Mr. Dick made a move at that to go acrows the fireplace to her, but Mr. Sam pushed him back where he was. “You right there,” he “Here's Plorce now. He came in emiling, and as he stood {naide the door, brusning th w off, it was queer to see how hi rye went around the circle until he'd found Miss Patty and stopped ut her, body answered his amile, and he aatd o over to the fire beside Mins Patty t t night!” he sald, looking down at her. "There's something !nvigorat- ing in Just breathing that wind think 5 Mrs, Sam sald Gisagreeally, “Of course, we haven't all got your shouldern, ‘That's so." he answered, turning to her. ‘I sald you women should not ome so far, We cold have met in my sitting-room,”* "You forget one thing,’ Mr. Dick put in dinagreeably, “and that is that this meeting concerns me, and [ can not very well go to your aitting-room," “Fact,” said Mr. Plerce, "I'd forgot- ten about you for the moment. “You generally do," Mr. Dick re torted. “If you want the truth, Pieres, Woman Humorist tm ineth tired of your set his Jaw ‘Why? I've aaved the place, haven't “Who'd have thought what—what?? he be. ‘ It Why, look here," he xaid, aid pulled asked with bravado out a couple of letters, “these wre the | “All thin! Mist Julla waved her hand | Pha besssortt sar If you can't end won't Live @ first frults of those that weep—in other around the room, with Ita bare walla re = zat yaa Oe Down in your Own Noighberneed words, per aspera ad astra’ Two new blankets over the windows to keep the « ; + Ruests coming the last of the week— Msht In and the cold out, and the circle the Pull! vou'll Never do 4¢ Anywhere Buel want to be put In training! Of us ditto around on wand boxes from ; deta is Well, that was an argument nobody the links and lawn rollers, ‘To find you Linger a Little| Never Mind the Fellow who's could tind fault with, but thel wan alwut themselves for, him. The: him ii think of anything to say < and demanded that he give them ape- ood heavens, Dicky, It | os ane clal privileges—breakfast when they | He that Helpeth oem) wanted {t, and Mr, Sam the key to the | Ilo stepped aside at that, dus losing Not Aasketh Help| The Reason why there te “Always bar. And he stood firm, ax he had that Mrs. Dick on her box, with her childish First of All! Room in the Down-and-Out Club” te day In the lobby and let the storm t eyes wide open, 7 ave that Resolute Members are Resigging around him, looking mostly at Mies Phere there leo wife, Julta," by Begin NOW—|from tt Every Day! Patty, It was more than I could bear, sald This te her—-she, jés|I4iKe done’ not Pa t Think tt — ? ’ “Shame on all of you'’ | said, “He's Well, ene'd come out to make mis- e do 0 use to done what he promised he'd do, and chlef—tt waa written all over her WH | Qype Few Cisthide Ashe OF eae Anata more. If he did what ho ought, he'd whe came in the door, but when Mr. mark, probably is Becoming Too Com» leave this minute, and det you tind out Dick presented his wife, frightened an | ated-—but that Need not Implftate lor yo shat it ie tye thirty. he was and «till proud of her, and Mrs | Self-Righteousnens ts merely Smugness| us Individually! 4 for yourself what it ari hinty fi dd different stomacha and the same Lick smiled tn her pretty way, Mine lsmeared with the Shellac of shness! ——= number of bad dispositions in one direc. Summors just watked across andl} Some of us, when we Resent the Spec 1 jown at her with a queer lool thon.” ie sili hi If, All Handa in the World of Work ltacle of the Arrognnt-Looking Man Cee te tne Hee eee een nonmht. to be very angry with your] Walted for “Inspiration” the Wheet of Seated ina Huge Touring Car, Console Mine Pathy wala. | "Ware venatly, ail of Ona! ake ealds. “well Autry twuld Mat in Most of tt time]Ourselves with the Reflection that may- held out her hand to him. “You've done Oxpected Nim to inarry ws (thou mide be his Doctor compels him to Live om | the impossivle,” she told him, He iN ainune those foment , 1, |® Diet of Graham Wafers and Milk beamed. he hai oS Leing |, The Hows saya that he Simply Can't ; Your approval means more thin POY) i Help but he Taery of the Fmptoyee With] ayy 42 the Most Stupid of fhe anything” he sald, he ding her hand Mumpa” atra. Dick salt, “Why: he Little Vices, because tt 42 @ Distinct ’ r y and ope: CF CYS hay Just had ther himaelf! She looke wi tround. the. circle, suspiciously and ve to State that Severat| Compliment to the Enotes One? “Speaking of Oskar,” #he began, and pyrry one of ux looked as guilty aa it ra who « Fond of — + then stopped, staring past her water ng hod been caught with (oe mumps vin Captain of my Soul"! perhaps’ born Purbiina! foward the door. snewaled around him semew) ere: We all turned and there, blinking {np ajdntt have real mumpa” Mr. Mok . the light, was Miss Summers. explained, “It was only-eroa swell ay teant dt te wa the going waa slow. For the frst ‘five ine” ‘The Van A 4 move to mo, minutes she only spoke once, CHAPTER XXVI. You walt it was mumnpe, and eve! put tured to "And so Mise Gummare ‘and Dicky ¥ now you hate 1 Cy v aod Mrs. Carter are o! nds!" Over the Fence Is Out. Mr. Pierce had edged again eulkily, Mr. Plerce It appeara 00," Mr, Plerce eald. 66 BLL!" and stood Summers and patted her shoulder. at I heamd her Inugh a little, behind me 4] staring, Then she smiled ‘He @ gool sport, Julia ack,” he said to Mine nd the sald. "You ne an —I guess our fac 9 pered ” was fairly glowing, me anything you don’t care to, But Runes STR RR Tere reg theaw of his hand Hur Miow Patty sitpped her arm through what @ atew you must all have been i Ing an idiot!" he salt an: imine int" “May T come int’ she betng an idiot! he sal nit : ‘ vithout walti c Nek'4 an asm, and he's treat Come, Minnie Mr. Pierce ts going to “Stew . “For the leat ‘tew sree and NithoUs waiting she came tn Tr itee a viliain, but look at that take um:'ahe said days I've been either paralysed with Saaui ane: Gala ene iy ret 00K any! It will he twenty yeare be Td—l'a rather go alone." T sald fright or electrified into wild bursts of as jie A, said, and shook herself free ° she has to worry about her Nongpnas mendacity And I'm pot naturally a . m 4 iY ' ot to er daar,” Pe Mr. Dick had turned white. He got welmnt . atinenaiil : moh bo mathen Oe Hoally! she retorted, ‘Whee am Up with his eyea on her. and twice he “F never cared for ptcklow!’ Mr. Tilolk the actor you are! opened bis, mouth and couldn't wpeak. Wit saying with dignity, Phe doctor fa Hut Alias They laughed tometh and He backed, st!il watching her, to his Stl Talent aI «to tie Seited a litte on them. At the corner wife, and stood in front of her, as tf oT think welt better beg M ' . where the path’ skirted the deer park to protect her, Patty got up and gath up hereto, dor . ie wn fmt turned toward the house I lost Mem Who {9 tt" Mrs. Dick asked from, ag But Sf she om to break t Pay id inant to. altogether and I floundered on alone. you may say, her eolipse. She and Mise party Miss Sumoners was not re Aintiea,” Whe anid, bt But [ had met gone twenty fest when Bemmers were the only calin ones in the "If you don't mina,” whe sad be ashamed to lot Mint ave for You 1 stopped suddenly, About tty room. stay. I'm frozen and I've got to go the way she does. ot might, every" ahead a lantern was coming to me “II don't know,” Mr, Dick stam- home and p with my window up, body. through the anow, and I could hear @ mered, but the next moment Misa Julia, You're lucky." she went om to the 1 did my bast to leave them alone ON man's voice, breathless and from the cot, looked across at him and Dickys, “I @are say the air in here the way back, but Mins Patty stuck grinned. \ Tue THUS OLD COAT Has LASTED ME FWE YEARS NOW. (T Pays ALWAYS 6EST high-handed and nd they couldn't sd Yessir, I GOT INSIDE IN FORMATIO THE Well, Dicky!’ she x thought 17" looked =" You sald you aid said from behind him. r erievance your household t know her!" here, all xning in your own hom “gods and a Ww ay. December 9, N, “Who'd have hi . with would evare us under @ microscope, but clase (o my hoels.. It was snowing, and WANTA SBLU Court Secrers, Romances of Models, & By Famous Artists . by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), F Carl Blenner and the “Trilby Girl.” RILEY to the iffe” mused Mr. Carl Blenner, the artist, ip the oft Ininp-light of his studio, where Re related the remance of one of his models, “Only there was no Bvengall to ae complish her development. The little girl had within here self all the power of making good. "She used to wear a long coat that completely covered: her dreas, and low on her head wae perched @ little round hat. Out of the hem of the coat. peeped the daintiest ef feet and from the slouch hat peered the prettiest of faces, She was graduated to the studio from a burlesque theatre and her language pictured only too plainly what her environment bad deen, “Perhaps it was a atroke of fate that made her services in the terpeichorean art of no furiher value, Here te the story of her dismissal from the show i= her own words ‘We witz dancin’ Nike on all the other nights, and me kickin’ my pins ever my Schenectady curls, hittin’ {t up to make the geezers out front (what pala ten rs a throw to be let Inside of the portile of the most grandigeous theaty on Second avinoo) think ag they was gittin’ a awful buneh of Balariication fer thelr dough, ; “Then of a sudden, 80 unexpected, the guy: what does the ton with me lanée me one on the big tog of my left extremity and puts me out of the profesh fare ever, The talk I gives him isn't M¢ to menshin in the pure breexes cf the west side of thin boig. ‘There was a holier when I couldn't @o om Cer the tightrope Walkin’ stunt, what always gits ‘em out front. “ "That guy planted his hoof on mine a potpun to give his gal—the little eat under me to git my Job, Tha Doc’ what put my big tee baak inte the nocket # be glad I had knees left to git down on and thank Heavea that the ampitation implooment hadn't robbed me of @ hoof. “Ne usa, un," gays he. “If yer feedin' on the proceeds of toe-dancin’ you better be fer sumpin eine, Yer face ain't so bad. Go eee some uf them uy and paints a prutty goll.’" “Trilby's language was @ torrent ef vulgarity. She wae @ euriows of a New York typh; « gamin who had never had any opportunity for better than the life she knew, She had never even spoken to an cultured In. J 4. | Copyright, i | | “Then Inter she met @ man at one of the atwlloe who seemed to ail the qualities of @ gontioman, But she knew he would never care if is +48 am different from the Iadies he knows,’ sighed Trilby, ‘The door to her own defects was thrown wide open. She was learning Ketting & perspective of herself. She began to make herself o new id and studied; but moat of all ahe kept her eyes and ears copled and aped and {mitated every mannerism and intonation of to whom she spoke, In the dayn of her remaking she did not talk listened, She struggled and strove; determined to be @ Indy. “radually she was taken up by the wives of the artiets and -helped way ponsthle, Three years after she had begun to pose morphosed from @ toe-dancer in a cheap burlesque theatre te a eweet, rirl, with no trace of the old life left in speech, manner or fiw ald weet her falry prince who laid his heart and fortune at “I always considered {t fust as well for the peace of mind of husband had not known the Trilby of bygone da: i : : t i iit Rs id Optimettes By Clarence L. Cullen Coprright, 1913, by The Preas Pubitsdng Oo, (The New York Evening Weiha, N’ use tn Climbing Out 1f you Can't )line have Steered their Crafts 8 Come Cleant Rocka, to the Edge of the Precipice with” hia Eyes Wile Open—save your Warning Longer in Langhter Land and See the Hy H ]