The evening world. Newspaper, May 8, 1915, Page 12

Ho T entre vee woneerning ‘ the Amer boure 1 a ark Other theatres w ered Mr, Pienei wl ‘ of Rin mynter “1 am name, merely of ee eaid the ' 1 business matt ing @ EXACTLY WHAT TO 0O A budding playw t, wir want his naine joned the Abeer moilesty, wan nelected @ que © fora your Bronx post a» Wepre sie Hie "indom's And wore at joe por int Soman, To fotaam tthe he ‘Om which the Verle Ang. yr are rout tod fy Keay dnorting ‘Tha cneeee wont OUR OWN MOVIE SER! t 4—Malcom looked at the beau tiful girl be had accused of being actress, “So your father told something would happen?” he ald Bhe nodded a mingle bought @ straw hat yet com. “Father has buried she replied faltoringly A tour came in her eye and thoy were married, Tho day after the asked Mal the hatehet,” ceremony was performed she hit him) fm the ear, It_ was on a Sunday, (The Bnd.) A REGULAR BUSINESS MAN. Leonard Hollister, seeking an en- gagement, went to an agency by two men. ad a job thin morning Kents, — “Te that #0?" “Yes, my partner took it himself.” A BATTLE OF WITS. ia J. Joe Plunkett is performit managerial duties at the Park Tho- atre, which is near Central Park Now go’on with the story ‘They met on Broadway yesterday. “Hello, Bill!" said Joe. “How are the mosquitoes?" right, Joe,” How are the squirrels?” ‘There is some question as to which of the boys exhibited the keener @ense of humor, but what difgerence | m Scer tt me! BONG WRITERS CLASH, Irving Berlin was driving his eight- ‘tinder dreadne iverside ve the other day when Harry Car- Poll came along in his little wheese- ear. They stopped to chat. “Gilad to see you driving an auto, Irving,” said ry, “It will make @ man of you “Why don’t you try it?” asked Irving. rank Morse in in town. ian Galer has joined the cast of “ghe's In Again.” Jeve Oaker will probably have a role in Julian Eltinge’s new y 04 H. Woods has decided to change Le of “A Modern Shylock" two “Desi: rn “A Pair of Sik Stocky.7«" will tour next season under the direction of the Moxsrs, Shubert, Campbell Casad is authoring again, fixing up his farce, "Search for C..8, Primrose of Chicago. Molly Mcintyre is to do some work @3 a stock star in “Bunty” and other plays with which she is familiar, At Massapequa to-morrow Fred Btone, Vernon Castle, Frank Tinney James Minnick will play the Ville polo team A benefit for the Brooklyn Federa- tion of Jewish Charities will be given te Sorrow night at the Lyric Theatre under the auspices of Cohan & Henry Miller, whose “Daddy Long- Lege” production was destroyed in the Princess Theatre fire, Toronto, will finish his season with the Ruth Chatterton production after it closes at the Gaiety next week Frances Starr will conclude her en- ment at the Helasco Theatre in jarie-Odile” to-night. The engage- ment was gratifying in every way to Doth Miss Starr and Mr. Belasco, Sho will be seen in the Knoblauch play easurer at the received a letter y woman who said a f opera glasses in the theuire last December. She asked that the house arched The Gamut Club will give ublic performu at the tre Monday afternoon. "The Death of Tintagii” will be presentod, as will be “C Now and urtship The by Anna Wynne, and Anne Moore, in the Future, “Belt-Defense, ENGLISH PLAYERS SAIL. A large contingent of English | ple wailed for England late ye erday on the Transylvania, On the ship were nearly all the memt f the “A Pair of Silk Stockings com- and a nur of the Granville ex players. The fate of ania did not frighten them very . Just the same Mollie Hamley- d picked out a pice comforta~ life preserver-—a perfect 48—and it where she could find it ever the dari OUR OWN MINSTRELS. © Interlocutcr — 1 understand her is a marine, Mr, ese, Un going Bon him @ while next fall if they'll let ae . “but you're too | me and Comic Page of THE EVENING WORLD, Saturday. May 8. 1915. ‘ HOW JEAN GOT AHEAD —No. Twelve—The Reward of Foithfulness — Capra, 108 by The Pree Pystmneng On, Te vee ¥ pA vy “ “t os by ELEANOR ; ' On tig witness stand, a few weeks later, Jean un- ; Mr, Denhigh's priva : . c her return to work Jean £ \ . In the newspapers next day Jean sees sketches You are the only girl who ever worked im. 1 ‘ " ' siterinuly he tenttendiny- whey § ch spapers next day Jean sees she ; er worked for me in wr tining £40 and the statement Lip a" ir : "h seul so rie for Fh deer Baie spe tt (bs 7 of brite en of herself and reads glowing tributes to the wit and whom | felt I could place entire confidence,” said Me. tha fi 1 doutfed, beginning with the a. A aly," I 7 Bal a A, eps " on o ly ry bo Lad aga cg re bravery she has shown in defending the interests of Denbigh, Jean \s pleased, but she resolves to go et day, ¥ vved her inju hi Mh, gpa lll a sea bolas shuah lige Laas dha Biol. her employer, without thinking of her own risk farther along the success road, and how she fa ee he belongs, vyster lawyers, Pie J will see, —Continued Monday, gid sn aoe 7” S’MATTER, POP ay a al ws we H — ~~ aa ~ Ive TEEN TN re ERRS A INTERESTING WELL IT CLAIMS Heme IN +) Caen Coe RTICLE ATOUT WHAT WHat THIS HERE PAPER THAT SINCE 18734 THEY DO IN PATAGONIA De Tay r THatT THEY oy — Wwe T RAINS _-~— P : ¢ HEN I ‘A te 1-55 i Just LET IT Raw THERE AINT NO USE TALITIN, JM THERE With | FLIP REMARWS e =>\\ a a1 =" | oy en wont Gee WwHI2 } | MUST BE GETTING ABSENT MINDED. I FORGOT ALL ABOUT AXEL | BEING OVER AT THE Doc TORS) OFFICE GETTING HIS LUNGS EXAMINED. WELL, | HEAR YA WHAT'S THAT YELLING (HEAR 2? WHERE AY BANE our were! OUT HERE! THE EVENING WORLD'S “MOVIE STORY" COMPLETE EACH WEEK tustrated by FERD G. LONG, MONDAY—A GIRL’S FAITH, he had quite fi toward the water, Nellie's waist. , Accident saved NeiMt’s life. The lookout in the ‘steamer's bow, watching the aeroplane, stops for a moment to exchange a fresh chew of tobacco for one finished with, and chances to look down A gleam of white catches his eye— THE SMUGGLER’S DAUGHTER— Conclusion—Enter Cupid .« only the iron prow mi: water draws her under. saved, Acry—and the steamer’s engines are reversed and her wheel turned to sharply aller her course, overs, and when Nellie again rises to the surface By feet isses Nellie, but the churning Way stopped, a boat is quick: water, ‘worse ‘oat that had rescued Nell Meanwhile the aeroplane has swirled down to the where its floats kep it above the surface, for their adventure, “So, you're to be a marine, eh?” “No, a sub-marine | Interlocutor-Speaking of war, Mr, | Tambo, if duty ed you would you mbo It depends upon what It called me. Interlocutor — Archibald Highnote, our peerless will sing, "Fannie Foods Her Friends on budge—Her Hrother tx a Doctor." HUNTING FOR MARY. “Lost ina Hotel,er Where ls Mary At? would be a good title for comedy that might be written around whstance at the Claridge te lg. Agnes Gildea went t ito eal on Mr. and Mrs. Jerry Cone she told the tele a to anne her, The awitchbourd was b dea went up to the Cob ow get this, pl sister, Was expected, tor a few minutes 100. Jater Cohan and an nounced cea.” It's Mary,” suid Mrs, Cohan. Then the girl to send her up she told “Why replied the girl liow this closely or N to relieve] you'll miss all the fun, went b Cohan. “I wonder what's Hampenta'| to Mary (Ten minutes more and no Mary! Now, do you remember the “Lost in a Hotel" portion of the suggested title? Caton the significance? All right—listen! Mr, and Mrs. Cohan decided Mary was lost, ao an alarm was sent out for her. Hell boys, por tere, maids, and othera began search all around, all around, but no Maty was found. See, that's where the other part of the miggested title, “Where Is Mary At? comes in, Mrs. Cohan grew very nervous and called | up the Gildea Home. bo! Mary an- awered, Jave you been to (he hotel this evening?” Mra, Cohan asked, | “No, ma-am!" replot Mary, and the myatery was sol) |. The tele. | phone gitl had rea.y announced Agnes, FOOLISHMENT. Ae Hin Wad Sn nance | usd. pao. Rolie Vu'eaving You meones an ckothew, | FROM THE CHESTNUT TREE. “A lion bro out of its cage at the cireus yesterday. “Anybody hurt? “No, but the exciternent was In tenta,” are . rr Good Stories Of the Day Warned. CERTAIN well known actor playing in "“Poter Pan" once fell 11], and his understudy had to take the part, The latter was very delighted at his chance, and sent many telegrams to leading critics and jothers connected with the stage, no- Ne them of the fact e one asked Barrie if he had & telegram he replied, “and Tat once nanks for the warning,’ " He Spelt It. RIDE and groom they were, un- B mistakably, dl the = guests writing “Wish you were here” greotings in that Atlantic City hotel were much interested in them, Each gat at @ desk and got busy with pen |and ink, the sflence being broken only when the bride asked how to spell a j Word. ‘Those queries annoyed an old ntleman writing near by, and he |was plainly elleved when the bride- | room left the room. The little bride did not know that she had been de- serted, and she again got stuck on @ wont, “How do you spell Cincinnati, honey?" she asked. HOA-n-O-1-n-N-a-tel-h-O-n-@-y," | Fe- sponded Mr, Grouch,—Lippincott's. SS eos Sonny Was a Bungler. CERRAIN negro lad had been A brought into an Alabama po- lice court for the fifth time, charged with stealing chickens. The inngistrate determined to appeal to the boy's father, See here,” said his Honor, “this boy of yours has been tn this court. #0 many times charged with chicken stealing that Tia teed of seeing him hore." “1 doesn't blame you, Jedge,” sald the parent, “an’ I's tired of seein’ him her you js,’ “Then why don't you teach him how to act? Show him the right way and he won't be coming here,” ie pulls toward the seaplane and Ted and the aviator are taken aboard, little the The his wife, ‘I has showed him the right way,” said the fathor, “but he jest don't seem to have no talent for learning how, Jedge, he always gets caught."—Na- tional Monthly. He Was It All Right. 66QJOU'VE made a mistake in your paper,” eaid the in- dignant man, entering the editorial sanctum of a daily paper. “T was one of the competitors at that athletic match yesterday, and you have called me ‘the well-known lightweight champion." “Well, aren't you?" inquired the editor, “No, I'm nothing of the kind, and {t'a confoundedy awkward, because I'm a coal merchant!"—National Monthly, ceeniedinines Handicapped. ‘“ OU are not very happy in this iy house," friend remarked to renter, , T can't say woe are.” our ceilings are failing.” “They are, and that ien’t all, Our Knowing now that her father not only ts a law: breaker but also a fugitive from justice, Nellie dreads returning home, On the steamer’s deck as it nears the home port Ted offers Nellie a home of her own as roof leaks, our cellar fille with water every time !t rains, our radiators thump, our furnace {s too small for the house, its appetite is too large for our income, our gutters hgve rusted away, the porch sags, the house haan’t had a new ooat of paint for seven years, the wallpaper hangs joose in every room, and the ohimney is shorter after every wind storm.” “then why in the world don't you move?" “Because we can't find another house with a hall that our long Orl- ental runner will fit vark News. ——————— Looking Ahead. 667TCHIS olf mitiionatre and his beautiful bride, after their quiet wedding, had a quiet wedding breakfast, a deux, Astrakhan caviar, eggs pompadour, a truffed chicken, fresh California peas, cham- pagne—so the quiet breakfast ran, “'My dear,’ sald the old millionaire, 8 the fruit course, a superb Florida ‘on, came on—'tell me, my dear'— nd he latd his withered hand on her young one—'do you love me for what Tam or for what I was?" “The beaugful girl amiled down ‘The aviator, who has teen walking around the stip, returns to where he had left his two companions just in time, not to hear, but fo see Nellie’s reply, from the window into the eyes of a young clubman Soes passing; then ehe bent her ok sidering gaze on the gray i a: The Popular Craze. said the young be | 6s IR” man S want to marry your daughe ter.” “You do, eh? to offer?" “Myself—which includes a fair edu cation, a good state of health, a es sonable amount of ambition, a oped- {table appearance, a modest salary and a strong desire to come into sour office and get useful." The older man shook his head, “Not enough, Times are too hi I can't afford a wedding." The young man smiled, " “Now for my trump card,” he aaid, erybody is cloping. We will elope and save the expense," The old man caught his hand, “She's youra, son, she’ ¥ Cleveland Plain, Dealer. )°ura= What have you got ~~ f)