The evening world. Newspaper, May 31, 1917, Page 18

—— + ae ee eset Peay 9 oe ad has son of the alter thinks It Worthy ef production and so does Lute. Now, if only—well, anyway, Late coming down this way soon red to say a few nice things for | his child, if they're needed. | 1Y WAY OF DIVERSION. thor may I go out and sink merchant ships to-day?” @ littie asked one time. “For L | " she sadly ip ma goodby, and don't forget, a man Sime is ever waiting nigh. fies on the job both day and night; he never makes much noise, and how he loves to cat a meal made up of U boat 1” ‘Me little U boat an- ” “Pooh! He'll never catch your son.” And then he sailed away pre- pared to have a jot of fun. She never heard of bim again. U boats, your | chance is small. Old Mister Sims will get you and he'll eat you, bones end all. AS EDESON TELLS IT. | Robert Edeson invited an old) Peirng Ree BK. England to see him | act in “The Knife" at the New Bijou | the other night. Later he took the man to dinner. t did you think of the show?" agead the actor. : all them actors live right hate in taown?” asked the ruralist evelleat girl im a ‘to mares sou. old top!’ ‘n worn yanded Meriry Kom ror "t en aeroplabe ‘eat oot being barber! HERE YOU ARE, GIRLS! Balvator Rosa Muitese, stage one Max Figman, bas a rhym Sendo @ay about the girl the soldier will leave behind him. He says he wrote it out of bis own bean. Here it 5, | Tre me the London janet 4's Yair ofteld Kildare L- x claes | ‘N by fro4 aneye, Tie ot Hou, Totraive, Vag tan, te four of hie fair | nw 3 Wart whe waits beok'tn the Siatea is good for me, rs Gossip. Note: Poets writing for this column must be brief. James Montgomery Flagg was awarded the $50 he best verse for the “Baby Vi song in “Loy OF Mike.” Al Jolson was in town last night He leaves to-day for St. Paul in a new | motor car guaranteed to hit only the | | elevations. | Louis N. Parker's “The Masque of and War" will be presented at the Century Theatre in June for the | benefit of war charitivs The Messrs. Shubert will present “The Beautiful Unknown” at. the Forty-fourth Street tre on June 18, ‘The National Va le Artists’ ben efit at the Hipp Sunday night ty numbers. will offer @ bill of » Frank J. Price scribed as the h ing ‘Telegraph tariff taxation called sly de Indu fenne.” ‘The dramatic rights available. Florine Swea: @ ati! “CONTOUR” ' The Newest ARROW FORM~- FIT COLLAR Cr f| Cust, PEABODY & CO, Inc. Makers of Grace Pilking and Harry Sveatman, | performance next w 1 minghan, Ala Maxine Elliot, Winte , Me Astor atid Casino theatres, will be the al pro by Mabel Morris apd Laura le dlink ley | Was wat ou 1 HEARD YELLIN Fer HUM THIN’ To CAT , a alk a / Be DAWGONED -THS (6 TH’ 4 LETTER “HIG WEEK COMPLAININ' THAT "GeooDt } were ReceweD a Beas DAMAGED CONDITION WELL WOE TO TH’ BIRD ‘ATS To BLAME ~'S'ALL “x GotTa GAY! PATA BOY 1. 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MYSELF! “ON THE FIVE-FIFTE i 1 WANT 'T To i | Buy A "LIBERTY LOAN BOND” WITH) —————— k at the Bijou, | FOOLISHM jarden, Repub Well, tiow ar Anderson ally In ¢ and Mrs.) ify uther from ipso A THOUGHT FOR TO-DAY. MORSE — motions 3 Cy WISH HE'D BorRoWeD | ALLOW ME To SHAKE You y | BY THE HAND, SIR! T ADMIRE. & maw OF Your Y AGE WHO DRILLS ALL Day INSTEAD OF STANDING Pm AROUND LOOKING DOWN 1M THE MOUTH! ved | ast DR. BINGLE’S TIPS. hired an! Benny Leonard, He cad claga boin place with tt. | your ¢ Z William Jennings Bryan Baker, a! “I was just spoaking of the Anglo- PRED REN |Missourt negro, says he isn’t sur 2x0 race pranation of tho nature of the) where be got his maine, but he thinks| "Which horse won It, Anglo or Sax- FROM THE CHESTNUT TREE Felix Ought to Know; He Was the Drill Ground! Gosw: t™ so TIRED THAT | EARLY MISSED ‘THE TRAIN TONIGHT — Tove Been DRiLuinG /- Aur DRY AND ~ You've Been DRILtUiNG, Y? THAT'S THE PIRIT! THE COUNTRY iS PRouD OF MEN |@ chicken ple. When {t was served. =F GIVE Him CREDIT, *) HE'S BEEN DOING HE'S A DENTIST AND I™ THE ayy WHOSE TOOTH HE'S BEEN WHAT'S IN A NAME? HUNGRY customer seated bim- self at a table in @ quick lunch restaurant and ordered | he raised the cover and sat ataringe |the contents, Finally, he called th | walter, “Look here, Sam," he sald, “wha tid I order?” Chicken ple, sah." “And what have you brought me?" Chicken pie, sah," “Chicken ple? You black rascal! Chicken ple? Why, there’e mot a Piece of chicken in ft, and * Deve there neve “Dat's right, bose—de: F vali | chic ‘ken in it.” Hh “Then why do you call tt chicker pio? I never heard of such @ thing! ‘Dat's right, boss, Dey don’t bave jto be no chicken ina chicken ole, | Dey ain't no dog in a @ Disout! dey ?"—-Bagology ” my > POOR FELLOw, + QUAINT story te told to ex- emplity the pride that every man should take in the work by which he makes a living, Two street Pers, seated on + curbstone, were discussing @ oom. rade who had died the day before, “Bill certainly was a good sweeper,” said one F | “Y-e-s," conceded the other |thoughtfully, “But—don't you @énk he was a little wwk around lamp-posts?"—Ladies' Ho} A Nan me Jour. | > | SPEEDY, 4 [' w Jull day on the wharves, bunch of negro stevedores ul gathered and were discussing i of t After a while the Jtalk turned on one of thelr fallow, who had been shot at tie ' °. A sirange noged. whts Jhad drifted in asked “Dl dat nigger run? “Run?” replied a witness, . "Run? Why, if dat nigger had ‘a’ had Jest one feather in his han’ he'd a flew!" —Saturday Evening Poot, F ’