The evening world. Newspaper, October 19, 1914, Page 16

a : ’ te Bage of THE EVENING WORLD, Monday: October 191 1914 f wo w ow w re ~ a “ By C. M. Payre 4 flome and Com “SMATTER POP?” a cena ? 3 LISSEN- Just me PoP PLeaTHe eB . tn LI isda hi oP Give me A - WEAR GOGGLES, id IT Doesnt : ae a hdal — ‘ NECESSARILY @t eer, OL . M@AN THEY ARE { ’ BLIND AND NEED +eELP q 1 4 Sa Copyright, 1914, Prose Pubitening Co (NY Evening World + Now REMEMBER AxeL - camera! ‘4 - re AY COULDN'T HEne (tT? wee You'Re SAVING Your WOUNDED COME oO EL ° HIS KNEES BANE “TICKLE COMRADES LIFE AH! You GOTTA HeRore STUEE IN M WODdIA DROP ! Go PAST THe CAMERA LIKE. s 2??? F LO 0 EY You WERE BEING THIS SCENE y) \ Him FOR ?? and AXEL By Vic it’s e Wonder How Axel Ever Holds His Job! SNO USE,FOLKS,TALLUS Ou, MOTHER. \ SHE'S Gin ir et Geant CAaTuece soueve ey ‘ " eer cagn SS 5 vat Comm quick! ) aac tie Sesonseor Res | THE MARRYING COME Quicke— TEN MinuTEs! man New ; OF MARY AN ag on a h . } CAP H ¢t p SOMSTHIN'S THE By Thornton Fisher MATTER WITH GRANOMAl gy We Can’t Blame the Folks SM, 2 j : for Worrying About Grandma! jin_upon Mr, Jarr in half an bour, “Don't say a woid,” said Gus, “I know you didn’t do it, whatever it was. Dinkston, Slavinsky, Bepler and | Muller and Chon W. Rangle is walt- (ing outside to swear anything you want ‘em to then a heavy footatep was heard out- SAMMY’S ‘SLATE + “Nothin'"’ concluded the boy. And when the boss entered a mo- ment later he found everybody hard at work, ABOUT PLAYS AND PLAYERS THE JARR FAMILY By ROY L. McCARDELL Gossip. \ ; a To-night “The Third Party” will en- Useless to Try. BY BIDE DUDLEY ter upon tho, lant fortnight of its en- Copyright, 1914, by The Pree Publishing Oo. (The New York Evening World) | EEDING some ribbon one day, = i | Theatre, AS the Ehichy relate Atreet MR. JARR’S TRUE PALS alias “Boston Buck," had given him while in a very small South- Donald Gal " © to pay the fine for speeding, In case ern town, we went to the one The blonde stenographer jok the | Spooner!” said the shipping clerk. — | or the part af deb Matern ween RALLY TO SAVE HIM. | tnere wan anv fine. str, Jarre rattiod | store there, @ever off her machine and swung) ‘What have I done?’ Battle Cr: | - Ribbon?" questioned the _store- ry \. he first place,” snapped Miss. i f i Around in her chair. “A gentleman in ti ; It was Elaine Sterne who won the friend,” she said, “is coming up to- a. fia ea married Bile: second prize in the Chartered The- tre’ ” ovr might to take me to # show. Has any-|second place, sho is not appearing in (Sten contest, not Marguorite Se the cell door, A prison “trusty” | j 49, CW. 9 aed poper. ell, we-all just mi R. JARR had been so bewll-! came slouching up. our stock of ribbons, but if you-all | dered at being arrested a8! Can I get anything in this hole if| come back later, I'll see if T can find fa stealer of automobiles! I havo the money to pay for it?) them” ie ; ody here seen ‘Mr. Wu?’ a Paanlog. Polen eaver 8 9RA Bere _ and a passer of bad checks) asked Mr. Jarr. ho back they went later, He had “What play is he appearing in? the play you evidently moan.| ANNA ON THE WARPATH. that for a time the un-| “sure!” replied the trusty, “What- lor did you-all want?” we repliod ‘ i "he exclaimed in disgust. “We haven't got any blue. Blue is we don't even try to keep @sked the shipping clerk, peering at Ber over his glasses. » “Great Bcott! That's a hot one! e from the tall, thin bookkeepe Incidentally, ‘Pedro Pan’ is by Sir|_ Paviowa’s on the ocean; she's com- Jameson Barrie, not Sir Conan Harrio,| Ing over here to kill the trot My land, people! Get things right) tango, to many hearts so dear, once in a while,’ |how she means to do it, Pavlow | pleasantness of the situation had not! oha want, a shoot of doop or a whiff dawned upon him. But alone in the’ o¢ snow?" ISN'TANINULS « detention pen at the Night Court y . understood | #9 penn! ‘om “L knew Mr. Spooner was wrong," hasn't sald. She merely warns th THEY {S SUSF -FPISAS: BU ho began to realize he was In bad, Peden tiaras Ree eee rnens Atnanaine ‘Mr. Wu' is the name of a play. It’s! said the blonde, “but I didn't like to; dancers their pastime will be dead, pails aed) oa Every drunk had been sentenced or | ia . nithet tell him so, {No more will dance halls flourish if WHEN PA GOES FISHING TH: Tat free, ana ovary entabllatind crock | Tee, 2 do not want drugs, | faid the blonde. “I} Spooner was mad. “You didn’t) Anna has her way, She'll leave grim EY ‘(SN'T EVEN TH ar wuUT r «ago found a bondsman ana}? jab or sniff. Are there nothing flove to laugh. Have you seen it, Mr.| know anything of the kind,” ho gaid, | desolation where trotters now hold 7 eM = » TSUN ad long Ago 3 lett, | DUt drug flends arrosted those days? Bpooner?” “In fact, if you'll pardon me, my dear | sway The negro bands she'll baninh; 1S "BrvTes THEN PA’ SToRS been released; only Mr var wan left,| Pirwell, there's @ lot of them,” the . as Ti yu don't ki uch of |NO more the horns w ‘oot. ‘or ‘ on ; - . Jarr really been a 1 % a No," daid the bookkeeper, “but I] anvthinge’ eee ont RAW much of) OT and protestations she just won't IN JIM -HADLEY'S. FISH MAR- Hed Mr. Jerr omy neve tong ago | trusty admitted. "Confidence “mien bave ter who 1s a close student af| “Oh, now Spooner!" ¢; . Why In it, gentle Anna, KE AND Say 5 “? DIDN'T GET. Snes he 8 O 8 of the under- and safe blowers are oplum smokers Wings theatrical and she knows a clerk. “Don't | ou, Anus Are eB spur ey mernae NE I SAYS b sere is mee nee lace would nave bees | TTipe nieeeral worven ehoplitterk are : UF had de bf , > tESt / 8 | world, on 9 place wi ds; gunmen take co- Gousin of the man who composed the | "PW aid the bookkeeper, “E trotted here. He carcful, gentle Anna, ANYTIMNG GUT BITES, SIM, [{nvested with lawyers of the highest| Morphine Renda; funtion to music for that show. trom | 2uatawant {2 say that, while I'm no oF elec, before you're through, yous WRAP ME.UP FIVE Bio OVES, cinss, bondsmen of the strongost 08) Celts fer herein Gh Hi “Music for ‘Mr. Wu?" © ‘om | eriterion——" " : i . e, | , oller 5 | the shipping clerk. “Say, you're crazy. the Vitagraph now," sald Bob- | be trotting too, AND HE - BRINGS Pe HEM HOME ‘estate resources, prominent citizens) the boobyhatch names his dope, | x ora a tragedy.” big, the ofMce boy, interrupting, FOOLIGN WILLIE! OM A-SERING AND SAYS"™WELL, 1 |to protest against his sired ane | when he gets his hablts on, when he ptihen 2 dime vill en ® - ing oO! e threatre,” Om DE a S « r tion, and leading politicians to ' } : “Oh, very well, old Know-{t-all,”| said the bookkeeper. “Don't inter-| Monte Grayce, who has graduated HAD SOME,.LUCK BUT You's 4 earonradian, & tells me what his yin is, for the pipe, | and snapped the bookkeeper. ferociously threaten with disgrace and “But just go|rupt mo. As I was saying, while I'm | from the amimated background of the | ORTER SE THE WHicPPIy G tho pill, the needle or the powder, I 4 get no Claude Erlanger so far an knowing ical sh vaudeville, declares : zs I~ dismissal every officer connected with | 1° fu ‘nis profession.” Seis tie AR pall pen flere Prgms the theatrical business goes, I'm | ghe wrote the Bilowine teak out oF GIG ONE THAT GOT AWAY! S, Mr. Jarr'a incarceration and every!" wyrey, 1 want @ messenger to send ECOL i {Til go and see a straight comedy | PUE{Y "imo at thats r own hend: pea Conrigm, Pabliahing Co. (%. ¥ Beet |magiatrate that dare hold him one| 0.4 46 @ friend,” sald Mr. Jarr, “I mses i they a to-night. Isn't there one called “The | yis5 Primm, “I'd go and see “Bay ae said Wiilie, “there's a tag Co. World.) means word to a friend” aald Mr. arr, “1 Airesce é sad de Follies’ at the New Amster- La (a Address some, time soon, I) pat Tean't understand: G HaHa aie, sexe Pad Wah W gram) Tene ntenG mad er ETAL mi he “My dear little girl,” said the ship-| "Sr it ® & good show cna Coricbn. AF, Springfield, Mase, ms Shoes are for feet; why Is tt, then, and a menace to society, being only 8] wyour bo: clerk, “the Danse de Follies ia a|, “I thought,” suggested the book-| That stores have them on hand?” | “— i —————-——==_ | middle-class citizen who tried to pay replied the trust y, that “Say, you'll get in Dutch two w Wcand2Scabex, Atall druggists + ball room; not a show. I was up there Keeper nee eseran SF WAS leg * This man should sell his papers and Once Again. nis debts, who loved his wife and! trom the deuce! If your boss don't : ? 4 learned to do the aye ne ee right ; THE WRONG HAND. quit worrying about actresses. children, endeavored to behave him-' pre you for gitting in atl:, he'll be CORN a bal pt contrat RY idcine cane haan is pad tel A woman with a little boy became —* | LMER BATES, erstwhile Cleve- | suit and respect gthe rights and prop-| sure to call¥up some refortaer what! erce §S prastens AES, OGEROM: | Drie.” mixed up in a crowd at Broadway BARBARA WAS THERE. | land newspaper man, more re- | erty of others, there was not a single|eint got no influence and wouldn't | “Not Ziegler!” said the bookkeeper. 11 have you know there's nothing and Forty-second street yesterday.) In front of a theatre in Boston, cently a country journalists| sou) to volunteer to befriend him now| use it fer ‘anybody but flmeule if he “You mean Ziegfeld. He's thi snapped the private secre. | (ynen she Was ready to start across | where an Itallan grand opera com-| was coming up West Sixth street who married Billie Burkhart. Mery that he was in durance vile. No one reet she reached dgwn andjpany Is playing, appeared n electric had. He'll get at some big stew what tress. “Oh, you September Mora!” chuck. | S°RSPOS ® small hand, High one night recently, which read; | ffm the Union Depot the other) came near him, no one volunteered] won't be no help to you, but will rub Ask Your Dealer For “By the way.” said the blonde,|teq Monit, ' + |" #Come on, dear!” she sald. | "fo-night—Barbara Seville.” morning, when he was halted by an| iim any information. Uvatyendy (he wione Way Aid Reh vod “what is she appearing tn this sea-| wnat will do, Bobbie Aer onine ane, eee ae Son OT rha afraid 1 don't recognize! “Let this be a warning to me,""lin bad worse than ever. Don't you DOTWOOD former |Rrimm severely, “¥ Bhe had hooked onto Will Archie, HIS OWN SONG, you," faltered bimer, not quite truths | urmured Mr, Jarr, disconsolately to} know nobody with real inilucnve® *, “It'g|A# to that show,” she continued, | the p ee comedian, At the chureh social Friday night! fully. For this person had held him | tinsesf, “to never violate the first| Somebody who'll be up late? It's the by Sir Conan Barrie.” turning to Spooner, “I know I'm right Ebby Oliver, son of the hotel m ‘the Latest Style in Fancy area :|up for many @ piece of silver In the! jaw of naturo again. No man ever| people that’s up late who can and wh a about its name, because Josiah CHANGES IN BOSTON, sang his own song, "Short Shests ¢ 0 1 an abel sd Brooks, the man who owns it, Iives| y. 8, Spargo has taken charge of the| Make the Hed Seom Longer,” healay nig aoe yon," insisted the other, | §% Into trouble until _he attempted | will come to the front for a guy that's Madras Collars, it’s an s, For genitae| somewhere in our neighborhood Grama tle dep arT en ae che Beatee [#0 much expression that half of thoso| “you ence saved my life.” to do favors for others. I would be] sloughed at this time of night, ‘inks see what you've done, . © Bet#| the dramatic department of the Hog. | Tested on the top rounds of thelr! ciasses and wiping them carefully, as| been fool enough to volunteer to|to the rescue ain't got no real use ae off at,” said BEbbie ton Transcript to do work of the samo | °h#!ts.—Ipswich, Mo, Standard, Visions of bread cast upon the waters | come to Night Court as Cecil Ded-| for guys what wouldn't be in trouble “Robbie, you're a little fool," sald |sort on the Philadelphia Ledger, Fred- 1| arose: before him, i Bia, the private secretary erick J. Mclsaac, musical editor of the “Dont you remember? T was try-|ngham, to answer a summons for! had dey been in bed!" . ST ae sane from the blonde, “I) Boston American, has succeeded ©. John M ing to get to Chicago to bury my | speeding, Here I am locked up wale “Your reasoning is excellent, my ee | didn’ n to start an argument) Young as dramatic editor of the si Gi , oD poor old mo! You staked me to| Mrs. Jarr is safe at home and will! ¢riend,"” remarked » ay has — A fe) R IA when I asked about shows. I'll never! paper, Grover Burkhardt, for: eee A Sapper. I AT pEAnRTiase @00 | fotah ta gone and plenty, When TIC then ete ere cues . For Infants and Children do it again, As for a show to-night, I| treasurer of the old Park Thostrd,|or two smo su that he send) Uo a tel ABO ANd gave Ine} |. ¢ of thimeit E ever do. Will tein on a cafe in my ‘g think I'll see ‘The Law of the Land-| now closed, has a like position now at |its writer two Ho made the|% for spending money.” et out oO 3 neighborhood. Gus will bo still up. lord. He iw a nephew of Will- | request on tho 4 were calling the melodram “his pl ‘The letter was signed “Big Jim G. “Why not take in that one that was named for the song?” asked Miss n “Oh, yes—-i remember now! I'm so| she believe this story? No! Were! |") send for Gus.” ovens people glad I ielped you, dear old chap!" Tam in the jug, without any money”+/ “A friend who has a gin mune" .| "Yes, dear old, chap,” was the an-| ana then he remembered the 960|/asked the trusty, “Why didn’t you Pipe. ts teat rity, Chief Probation Officer.” Inves:|awer. “And I ‘knew I'd meet youl tr Ceot, Dedringham, or rether|S#¥ 20 at folst? He'll have you out a ealeh one. “¥ si “Why,” aske a Wyoming editor, do| tigation has shown that James A.|again some day. Liston: I'm in the| of inside an hour!’ ‘The High Cost of Loving. most actresses more beautiful |Garrity holds that position in Yon-|same fix agala."—Cleveland Piain| Mr. Terence Hickey, alias “Bneesie, A bet Ne tiet 1) Paephet, ihe "Bey," Bobble almost shouted. Just {2 the mengesines than on, the stage?” ‘kare. esa anes eaalii Dealag, r the Fuad,” aliéa, “The Mpecd, Mid,” | countenance of eT . a UE RE