The evening world. Newspaper, August 8, 1914, Page 10

‘Fun for the Home , ES ' and the Ride Home ¥*;j ATBovuT! THe Sea HAS No Toe! 1 tearD PoP SAY He Fert IT: Coovriaht. 1914, Press Publishing Cp. (X.Y. Brenig World) r MARY-—Thanks to Grandma By Thornton Fisher nr wae awe ROOM NoT MOREN AMINNIT AGO! prright 1010. Prood Pesishtog Cn. OF Y. Brenna Weide iit 1 Hey Flrooey! ts Tus We Guy 'm Gonna Fleur IN THaT LAST Scene ? €um Secavse You Used To-ea A PCHTER. Now ih Yue LAST SCENE You HAVE A @BAL FST PMeuT with “Womrson | ees , 1 CHANCE FOR You 7 7 Poe), e to obtain interview: stage. McIntosh was busy receiving 7 band basked in reflected Y: hosts of visitors, but he found tune ] Reta a na arena) cyclonic appearance of the Mc! to draw Angus aside and to warail; e e § Was amshort as it was tempestuous. | if hurriedly, thank him. x 4 y =—=—==—== The “thoosan’s” in Chicago and the; “I'm aailin' the morn, West hry Se Min, wegeence: We. de- . jase of elory Ww! prom- the musical instruments lay abcut,| mellow sympathy, He imagined him-j Robbie Stuart, who stood six feet|éllver brooches enriched with cairn- York ieee oh Wie ll eee wiaceter ve wit id 4 some Raycom Baresi ee sere ia 8 Gietant jana, igised anand bn he bis socsinge ane frene Ae ved ee their multicolored : the Elerion et Bid of the manor, fer yt i. i) maby it Dim med. eome s timp, anging uchsafed an earful of t low lond magnificence of a Sie: | plaids, ‘skein-dhus” protruding by | Waiting crowds o! aged wie ee Ty Oxpencerrer [= serons a chair, others cuddled under|malody of the bag pipe and his aves] was to beat the large drum and wetr|Dulging calves, «purrans swinging on As ‘the ‘comet ‘curved ‘back in itn|deratand, il send it bee by Somes appreciat arm: sympa’ jo teal leopard skin. The! miraculously pleated kilts, and By Ethel Watts. Mumford sounded with furtive wails and hums| “Now gie us a bit paper, mom|the management's “eye out” and|bonnets rakishly worn to displan tne Pe eae, Eee ‘Wertt.) that dinned an accompaniment tothe! dear," he addressed Dougias, “and| make them ashamed of their mean-| black cock’s feather and glittering i His own bank account was depleted. "I | peated taik. Til mak’ a ilst of appropriate music| ness. The management being pos-| badge, they made a picture that drew | ee ilenes fo write them|He had only Maggie's money to OLITAN New York boasts | stuck out in bunches, his chest was! “We shud go in in a body,” eald|—cheerfu’ lity gtuff, it shud be—| sessed of no sentiment whatever, and | every eye—and foremost among them | friends, “the eters aie eae ome miany colonies—titalian, Rus-/an iron-ribbed coffer, his legs were| Roland Cummins, “a’ together.” ‘The Hundred Pipers’ first, ‘Killl-| their vanity being 11. no wise engaged, Angus McLean. their delightful performance. twenty-four hours, and his sian, Turkish, Hungarian, Irish,|twin oak branches, his lungs were| ‘In the kilts,” added James Mc-|krankie, ‘Wha’ wad ‘na fecht for| were quite willing to endure coals of| .,46 commin’,” whispered Stewart, It had, he felt sure, helped to es- A song should have een f ‘Dinna wheck the drum 3 “ Armenian, | leather, and hie heart was as melting | Tavish. Charite,’ and such like.’ fire, Thus all was settled and re-| in the atreet,” cautioned nn we're pen hn ped aan ot | written, pee Wot. i owns | 4s @ lollipop in June, He combined} “Fine,” exclaimed William Douglas! 4 wrangle ensued. The ten beat] hearsals began. ane screen of the elevator |to him to hear the tunes he loved #0| busy doing it to provi if the last two in his renditions of/ from bis post behind the bar. “The! pipers each had a set of strong opin-| In the immediate neighborhood of . Twent: ag fore lies y plaid bags inflated . Would they play him on and off | celebrate its efforts. Twenty thirsty “laments” and “pibrochs” on his be-| mon's a famous Scotchman, an’ it's! jona, and the Others-not-so-good, | Douglas's cafe curses were loud and| Tore tayed a pectin e sening pipes, | the stage for his last appearance? The| Scotchmen with leather lungs, aad Times Square—The Star That Pipers, would repe.t|after ‘al @ fearso. - loved pipe (it had survived the| his first veesit to America, It would! though indifferent as to technique, | deep, but they were unheard, drowned) gregt man appeared. ee bid ld. ‘They were delight. cam irae florache AB ‘consume cone Crimean War and McLean's playing) | be the thing to give him a welcome.”| were quite as opinionated as their|in the glorious clamor of the pipes, | kilts and the cockit bonnet. His smile| Angus it was who had engineered th re and he was the popular favorite at| “What's that?” inquired Angus, as| betters, It took four hours and four|Involuntarily the casual passer-by ha Mane es) he waved his hand | whole thing. He was appointed a com. War Weeden tread eet They the little cafe and bar aforesaid |he put down the sable cradie ot Eu-| bottles of the national drink to pring| straightened and marched with val-| foul) wnesied in bering in sets of | mittee of one to answer the letter and| sang “Auld Lang Syne” at four Jp + | (owned by Wiliam Dougias, with|terpe, and winked his accustomed about a satisfactory conclusion, when| tant tread. Visions of heights sind Broad- | assure MecIn| way was presently dazzled by the| ed co-operation. the morning. Ian Molvor as barkeep, and James/ wink at the fat bottle beside Douglas.| the party, still arguing in duet form, | stormed in the face of screaming shot | grand procession as they formed a th Angas vont, (0, esaate Pee (3 MoNeil ae general factotum). “Ite John McIntosh, the actor,”| took ita departure, and shell floated broadcast in the air| suard of rare, about the plaid auto- Maggie's money and ‘ald the shore It was in these echoing halls on®|peveral excited voices explained. “The jobite, was a proud night! “Chali z je Is M Angus visited the management the] of the West Forties, The “relief of | pneir ppearance upon the stage march over je” to play thi it was a modest bill.’ following day. Cannily he tried to the taking of Ticonderoga, | the crowded theatre was greeted site| om and “Will Ye No Come Back ed Grilieg inte thee the dient 7 put the reception on a business foot- of the Crimea, the sav-|wild applause. With magnificent| Again?” to play him off the stage. ion. ternoon brought 7 frosty autumn ight that Angus ¢n-| greatest actor in England. He'll be tered, bis ebony box under his arm, | here for a special engagement on the prepared to “play it out” with Robert W Forrest on the proper rendition of the “Hundred Pipers.” He was feeling abandon they rendered “The H ‘Once more they gathered before the ’ ing, but he was dealing with some of] age music of a thousand battles, raids Pipers,” and were with di ‘undred m 7. thinkin’." ald Forrest, joining| the tribes that were not lost, and be-|and forays, the martial spirit of @lsrained from giving an encoc "ea | Mitre et kecintosh agandon the in the conversation, “that the pipe| fore long he realised that bis Scotch] whole pation chanting in the wind—/the wings they listened enraptured| boarding house accommodations for | sanq particularly energetic and happy. H®| snug gie him a bit pibroch to play| sentiment put him at a decided dis-| and all for the honor of John Mo- 8 the Deal) brome of the mother.| which his thrifty Ce) longed, and had just banked the # in the Pe! nim out of and into the theatre, in| advantage. If they wished to express] Intosh. Genius of Caledonia Sateaet tee wee Mortelriea, McIntosh Ned Se: | wish rate account that was to complete) viits ye Ken.” their enthusiasm they might and wel-| ‘The day of the great arrival came. | wonders of hi the) v agnetic personality,| moaned his fate, but perforce obeyed. bog i pe coment te Sennei? iio 1 ‘Angus said nothing at firet, not in| come, but recelve remuneration there-| Angus Stewart and a picked deputa-|" At the close of the performuts| “aie band was again @ m shored, ‘A two dollar bill fluttered to the fact, till he had had three “thibles| fore—not on their lives. They could,| tion met the great actor at the plier they marched on again, and, to “The| ture of the programme. intosh 5 ter, who was shortly to take to bus | Pain ana had played “Rothsey Bay,"| however, file dnto the stage accom-|and escorted him to the waiting mo- | Campbslle Are Coming’ acohvoyed the | left nothing to be desired tn the man- to 6 are ae er ls Oe eee eeot 4 ree 4 Pegg eae fodige-nel “Roy's Wife of Alderballach” and| panying thelr hero, and have an op-| tor, whose body was painted plaid in| house rocked “with choot nei nate] Rene twite Srarmtt’ and eathusiear | “What 18 that yer playin’, Angust" “Rodrick Dhu's Lament.” “Aweel,"| portunity of giving the ladies a treat] honor of the occasion, McIntosh was hight. “Mo.| he showered compliments upon them, |S#ked Jan Mclvor that night as Me- for a price (not too high), and|a surprise to Maggie, and bow she % Lean brought forth a doleful he inquired, suddenly breaking into| with the sight of the kilts and plaids,|as teary-eyed and grateful as any it. To each of| their appearance, the! ing ry to the bagpipe, for the most| would brag on it to the countryside! /;,, yolvor's soulful rendition of|Sentiment and vanity together got| one could wish when he learned of his photograph | thelr popularity, "ne, pand was 90 Cees on te Biase oat Caledonian of the Caledonians| Angus's chest swelled At to burst bis) wpieir in Athols mine, Laldes.” “Is it| the better of Angus’s business in-|the plans of his countrymen. He Ure, The band wit| pipes sounded like Aft ‘Angus df@ not answer for only train for the putting-the-|button-holes, He was in fine fettle! wiaerstood we pipe, John Molntosh,|stinct and it was arranged that the| thanked them in a speech full of rich | most burst Into t pipes i ra %, escorted him| Another glorious night went down| ment. His large, aad eyes depo) desto! a home to the tune of “Bome Sa: in the annals of Broadway. It was| mournfully upon Jan's 41 Then we must ai \we for reheareals,| pipe band ,should w ite music| brogue and time-enshrined stories. ry 7) y the and I'l attend to the management |and ite graces for the pure Joy ‘of| He begged them to believe he would | Deis, Deed” 8nd adjournea to| pot red letter, it was plaid letter, | face while be sontinusd to play, and blow a wild blast into| Hundred Pipers made thelr historic! yetntosh will be grateful to be|honoring John McIntosh, When be Tecord and the local “Bhinty”|to blow the froth off the Eske, that » but they likewise fore-| flowed ‘sae wide and sae deep,’ as the The audience ehrieked iteelf hoarse, | eerie wall mounted to a never forget the happiness of thie rformance was voted a grana| Whi tosh made hie final bo: been worthy of a and chanter, feeding their | crossing. greeted by his ain in a foreign coun-| made bisgeport that night to the full|day. Angus waved his arms and | success and Angus was warmly con- omanti pad 8 banshee con anything ang hearts simultaneously As be entered the long, bigh-|try, and the management shud be| quota of the band, he was not cheered! boomed hie admiration for tho man | ®Ta) lated. sharile fa: Irish, Tho woird molody held o: music that drives the High- | ceilinged room at Willlam Douglas's! gind for the advertisement, for it's a| for his labors, but after several hours] who had made Scotland famous in audiencs ught it up, Nopand Enpoua the shriek, .dimin Come Hack Again?" eohoed from the | drowned itaclf in an aghit eut arch, the Janimed balcontes nnd | swelled to ghostly ‘clamar,: ni Featie plotter lo'ed yo canna] again In throbbing, d J Kio h wept; Angus wept:| “That,” said the band 1 te sadianee cheered. wee bit thing emotion they left 4 be grinned delightedly. At the|braw sicht—the pipe band in its kilts,| of explanation and description and a| America, monumental centre table sat the ten| It'll bring the ladies out,’ due number of highballa, Sentiment} That night the pipe band, glorious ve pe sce to his ti best pipers in the ojty, and severall A dozen heads nodded solemnly. Vanity triumphed with the|in ite upstanding manliness, mute |e wae pa ay rd uplishers etperg Bot en good, Tpe plaid begs of Angus'a eoft beart rejoiced with|tweaw, _ fon. the great man at hje hotel With | sewspaper men resorted te visianse to deeds of prowess and the to suicide.