The evening world. Newspaper, May 27, 1914, Page 22

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JARR FINDS A STERN CHASE A LONG ONE. R. JARR hastened home as fast an he could go, He was surprised to note by a clock in a brewery tower that he had been over on the upper east side at the flat of Fritz, the shipping clerk, less than an hour, To Mr, Jarr it seemed as though ages had passed since he had left his Farr pamily By Rovk MS Cardel ere! ue's SNIFP ING AT IT acreaoy & ou Fine! IRRESISTIBL GOSH, ALL THIS PRAISE MAKES FEEL BASHFUL. AND HE DRESSES $0 WELL TO | CouL! As LET BUT | CANT ‘EM GET AWAY WITHOUT 4 A happy home on the other side of town. He stopped to gaze in the mirror of a chewing gum elot ma- chine and was almost surprised to note he had not grown gray, He had been through #0 much, if not time, at least adventure, that he was rather Inclined to believe it had all been @ horrid dream ahd that he was even now walking in his sleep, “It can't be true!” he murmured to himself. It's the memory of a mov- ing picture fantasy, or else I've had a nightmare! There can't be such things in real life as fat ladies in YOU GOTTA DO IT! LOOK ! hysterics pinning brothers, boarders and policemen under folding-beds, behind closed doors with folding-beds and against the wall with folding beds.” Mr, Jarr had thought until now that the deadly folding-bed had been long extinct. But evidently such was not the case, 2 He arrived at his apartment, burst- ing to tell such portions of his ad- venture that his wife might credit, and to bitterly reproach her for the dangers he had passed, dangers which her ill-advised sympathies had placed him In when his own intul- tion had told him he was rushing in where even a theatrical angel would have feared to tread! But it was Gertrude, the light-run- ning domestic, who met him at the door and told him that Mrs. Jarr had gone over to Mrs. Stryver's to tango with some friends who had called for her. Mr. Jarr was to follow, was Sal To Gat OF YA ON THA GROUND! WHEN We's HAD TIMG IT Lit Go BACK AND SEE HOW HE FEELS Fun for the Home “oh — —” KEEPS me FROM THROWIN' THIS IN THe, creeR door, and would have haled him in the door but Mr. Jarr tore himself y and virtuously reproached gle with a brusque “Nothing do- At Mrs. Stryver's a condescending English butler, who evidently de- spised Mr. Jarr almost as much as he did tho people who paid his wages, gave tho grudging information that, after a hurried maxixe, Mrs. Stryver, Mrs, Jarr and others of the dancing party had departed for Mrs, Van- sour's, on the Drive. Mr. Jarr and his wife and her dancing friends were evidently foomed to miss connections, for at the Vansours’ Mr. Jarr was informed by a haughty black boy from Bar- badoes that the Individuels with Mrs. Vansour and her husband had but just recently departed, He did not desire to state for a! verity, the over-educated black boy | lift is quite elevating—but he was cognizant of having overheard a Gertrude's message. Passing Gus's popular cafe on the corner, Mr. Rangle hailed him at the chance remark that indicated that the individuals comprising the party in question were going to Mra, Clara GH-A-H. WES EASY, BUT £4 LETTIN' 19 WIN. HES MY 8093 AN'HE MIGHT GET SORE AN' CAN MIE 1F LLIKED HI. SEE. “SAFETY FIRST” -encea——— from Barbadoes said—for running a| Mudridge-Smith's apartments at the Highcosta Arms, Mr. Jarr gave the black boy from Barbadoes a searching glance, fecling that it might be Mr. Michael Angelo Dinkston in disguise, and hurried on after the movable tango party. At the Highcosta Arms Mr. Jarr was requested to come up when he by the ald of the telophone operator in the hall, At Mrs, Mudridge-Smith's apartment he found the place hushed in gloom, the phonograph silent, the lights all fled, the garlands dead and the dancing hall deserted, so to speak, “Yes, Mrs. Jarr ts here!" cried Mrs. Mudridge-Smith, ‘The rest have gone, but she—an angel of sympathy —has stayed with us! Oh, Mr. Jarr, a dreadful thing has happened—and we were having such a lovely time, too!” Mr. Jarr said he hoped no one was injured—but Clara Mudridge-Smith was almost as hysterical as the Obese Odalisque in the folding bed had been. Mr. Jarr was prepared for the worat, “We were having such a grand |time! It was such a grand idea! We tangoed at your house, then we all rushed to Mrs, Stryver’a and maxixed in her parlors, then we took taxicabs and our private cars to Mrs. Vansour’s on the Drive and | danced the hesitation and the hor: | trot and then we came to my hou and just as we were having the | loveliest time, my husband slipped and fell and broke"—— “His legs, his arms?” Interrupted Mr, Jarr excitedly. “No, his dancing crutches!” walled Clara’ Mudridge-Smith. “The dear old man won't be able to dance an- other step until he gets a new pair mado for him! 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