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ee if The Day’s RBA TTR AE 3 RT a Eeractenr tec tare ny comic PAGE Monday, March 38, 1919 About Plays and Players By BIDE DUDLEY HE TURN OF THE WE is the title which Samuel onfaRoTHER WANT aC) 69 THE OTHER WAY * ace RigHT Yes BRoTHER . geist t b f pill hfeh po THe First tvould ward eft drowsiness, BABTisT cHurce | will keep anybody awake— Miss Hopkins docided to experiment | Shipmap and Percival Wilde] oven a dramatic critic at a first bestow on t y they are writ- | night,” read his accompanying note. at Atlantl y in th have been at the Hotel Gays, and in that time have writ- two and a twit acts. They will the play finished by the middle this week. “1 believe in writing them rapidly,” | Mr. Shipman. “I don't believe in lt will be a ‘ollabora ymore jg an idea the chance to get cold.” | * a new comedy 4, will be produced | rom to-day. _BLAIR'S COMPANY OPENS. Blair's comedy with m Girl in Stateroom did ve in Atlantic City the # Tast week, in spite of the fact that was some iliness among the| ipals, Mr. Blair plans to take company South for a season of| months. 7 WE ALL HAVE TROUBLES. Johnson was a blue young man; | Grim trouble had hin down Be gazed out through nis window 5 with deep and worried frown “AR! there's a cat,” he mutterea low; ‘Bhe has no carthly woes.” + then a brick came through the air “Ana caught her on the nose. Bat saw a dog. “Ah, me!” he sighed, “How care-free he must be! bad I wasn't born a dog. With naught to trouble me Po have no burdens on one's brain Must be extremely nice.” 4 then @ cranky man came up kicked the canine twice. Johnson took a brace at once ind forced away his frown. saw he hadn't cornered all je hard luck in the town, there's the lesson I have tried teach you, reader dear: Gil have woes as bad as yours; it 'em—do you hear? jong,” the new Dudley-Nel- musical comedy, will open a) ‘es engagement at the Apollo itre, Atlantic City, to-night The , seventy-five strong, went to Mpeaside resort Saturday in two cars. This attraction carries te orchestra, After a week in City, “Come Along” will go the ‘Academy of Music, Baltimore, ‘another week and then come ry. NO PILLS FOR PEGGY. he read in this column re @ tale about Pexey Hopkins asleep during a performance Sleepless Night’ WASTED SYMPATHY. os WOMAN well known for her philanthropy used to take a great interest in various asy- During a visit to one a cer- old man roused her special com- long have you been here?” “Twelve years,” was the reply. After asking him a fev more questions she passed on, ‘Turning to her guide, she no- 4 DD. VEE ticed a smile on Alte # his face. On ask- | the reason she heard, to her tion, that the old man was | than the medica! superintend- In eg haste she rushed back | pologies. am “ sorry, doctor," she said; has taught me a lesson bi sever judge by appearances again.” rsh Chrosicle Telegraph NOT WER sTop. , ON old lady was going to Stam- ter, and took her seat in the for ‘the first time in her life. | peated was thrown down an em- ! tt and demolished. wiing out from beneath the de- ghe spied a man who was held in a sitting position by his legs| fastened. this Stamford?” she anxiously man was from Boston, Mass. "le Mm considerable pain, but he didn't this is a catastrophe.” "" ejaculated the old lady. I had: ughter go off bere,” —s - 7 QUITE HAPPY. HHROUGH the wild ways of her ~ good-for-nothing husband, a hardworking charwoman had to a little two-roomed cot where t arcely space x witho: aking the orna- from the mantelpiece, “is hard lines for you to be sht down like this, what paid a I don't douht y miserable, Mra, Jones.” an m happler here by eek: than I used to be in the For one thing, when my ule of down the stay i ford, Conn., to visit a daugh-| the ride the car in which she| ss of the fact that be was 1D, 80 he said: | a little with the pills, She gave one to her cat, and the feline jumped onco the kins and kicked over a statuette of € go Washington, Then b went thre a window and the hasn't en it since. fiss Hopkins has decided not to use | he pills. OH, HE KNEW HIM WELL. Assemblyman Underwood Cochrane of Atlantic City was approached re- atly by @ young man who wanted to | interest h a bus proposition, | 1 a thir med Baker, asked Mr. | " replied the young man. s—{ know him intimately by Gossip. eon cae haced unaerateng-| THE BIG LITTLE FAMILY t by the Messrs, Shut rt. | “A Lit- | seman a pereetally: e¢ Seer OH! BOY! WOTTA as yet unnamed NooDLE —I MUSTA a jot }eo: idne ae inate Chey and spoons ney I Cocea@mareD SOME they are writing a play together, | BIRTHDAY YESTERDAY —AN' (TS ALL A BLANK a “To Me? Jules Murray, head of the booking! department of the Shubert interests, 40 THATS WHERE I waar SED- S HELP ME HANNAH! BuT very Sune to OF ALL TH’ DAYS ." i ath SEE You AT OUR nde PROHIBITION “TNS “OLE. MAND AUN: mmgs™ H PROMIBITION MEETIN' i ip Pick OUT To oat LAST NIGHT PS 2 pal 2. uS! DAw-GoneE.t |spent the week-end in Atlantic City | In “Yesterday,” the Koven opera comique which will open in Wilming- ton next Monday, there are three \P a donnas, Ruth Miller, Sidonie pero and Emille Lea K “Trene Castle has been engaged by the Famous Players-Lasky Corpora- We tion to act in a screen adaptation of | [aM | Robert W. Chambers's story, "The | Firing Line” | Hen All Hagkin, whose patriotic 6 features of the recent| quently drops into m ‘s Fifth Avenue Theatre to “eateh” the supper show, Al says | It Fests him to neo the others work She} mp of “Good Morning, written a musical comedy called Hero,” | Cyrus Wood has written a new jazz song to be sung in “The Melting of Molly.” i a JOE’S CAR ANSWERS TO INQUIRIES. i J, K. Poore—No. | Simmons—You lose the cigars. i A THOUGHT FOR TO-DAY. Aaron Hinkle had a run of hart jiuck this week, First his cow diet {and then his daughter took up violin | playing.—Wellsville Comet yrs Pairing COTM Y Reon War) co WELL, WE'RE OFF AT LAST! “TONIGHT WE'LL BE. ON “THE. Naa EDGE « OF “Th' DESERT ~ atthe Bol Woe You PUT EVERYTHING IN 1M ALWAYS AFRAID You'LL FORGET SOMETHING AT “THE LAST MINUTE — DID YOU PUT IN YOUR “TooTHBRUSH isn YouR RAZOR? WHATTA 1 WANT OF A RAZOR ON AWTRIP LIKE THis ? “Tink UM GONNA WASTE “TIME POLISHING MY enn! ON A PLEASURE “TRip? Sa FOOLISHMENT. A Newark young fellow named © laude | Was terribly nervous and awed | To see a sweet miss Give her poodle a kiss, And ho wired hia friend Cyril Maude, | say! aint 1 can) Back? WHY KEEP PICKIN oN Me??? i— THE. is FROM THE CHESTNUT TREE. | Waiter—Give me some bread, | Chef-—White or graham? Waiter-—-Don't make no difference — | it's for a blind man jcellar steps, as he used, ‘to d none now."—Pe ceeeeneeion : 4 7 fa 7 INDIANS AND INDIANS. | SOMEWHERE IN BROOKLYN When Like “Meets Like”! Rt. PACKINGTON of Chicago, | M visiting in New York, was in- | rodueed tow Indy as from that growing town. “Ah,” she smiled, with the keen cynicism of the effete Kast. “From Chicago”? I suppose you have Indians out there?" | “Yes, madam, sonie,” he cies | humbly. “Ah! Aren't you afraid of sslaal scalped?” “Not now, madam; not now,” he | responded, with ound sincerity, “IT was, before I came to New York, but having been skinned as I have by | New York Indians, I consider | ing by our Chicago breed as a bagatelle.” hen there was a lull in the con- | versation,-St, Louis Globe-Dem rat. -_ _ HAROLD AND CHARLIE PAMUDE AND DAISY DREW ‘A STRucK TH SAME THE SAME “exci usivVE” ‘OunRcon a i Moor. WATS} wines Ya OSH! T'L 1 Grr a! RW ores wo TH Bene! MAW AINT THE ONLY PERSON WHo Gor A NEW COAT AT THI DEPARTMENT Stoney NE POPULAR. Te FINO A DUPLICATE OF TOUR De etieiertniec a FAVORITE PARLOR PAINTING ON Your NEIGA Faas TENN The, 80 sole AEN BUY Me Anormeel Te THA AND, SAT! AINT IT AKIND oF A SHOCK OFA LAWYER LEFT has? CLOTHES AT TH! TA) LorRS+ WOULD TH’ TAILOR HAVE A LAw SUIT ON Ais HANDS! ‘om! srusul Jusy my TRI EY OR NERY ol Hol THERE Goes ‘OUR coat! On, DEAR! VEN TH! Pr S105 SAPs {m | A GOLF STORY. PIE READ was playing a three- handed match with two other players named Sterrett and Read sliced his drive and | went Into an abandoned he descended after it. ne two waiting outside series of whacks, and after a comes the ball with Read in hot pursuit "How many shots in the quarry?” asker d Adams Adams the | quarr . O Passer NT EVE WORL® tt and they said he, “Btll both la Ih y i Read, “but three of es."—Boston Tran “NOBOpY” | soript We diag a es al | a cy —_— a EN | 47 Q08sN'T NEAR ~, a HE BRINGS HIS SALAR naar TRYING FOR. TEN HISTORY OF C. se YES, td ld | 4 ¢ $s CABBAGE SAY (FP HE WAS Alt OF Fen "eaecr ‘ ENVE - ‘pensninars AIM 18 STRAIOHT. ( YEARS Yo Fina our Counry ooesNT say) ( A LAWYER, A DocTeR .) Gee vane ee pig BUT HE was) NEEL ORE: finne UNOPENED! jen, Pershing was on his MOTHERS GREAT A WORD. AGour OR WHA, iv . Verda Nebedy’ te Grindstone Georga® y from the Mexican border . BRANDFAT ~~ Went ~, 1 ar Nite all ( “anaer ee ere A woseor’ ' in his private car to W ton to receive his orders for F ‘the train passed through Laclede at | midnight. None knew he waa going that way, and no one was at the depot but Jordan Parks, the negro porter, at whom the General used to throw stones when he was a young- ster, Gen, Pershing bad his train stopped for half an hour while he sat | on & baggage truck and talked with Uncle Jord. Next day Unele Jord | made this report | *Yemah, Mr. John he done set there | | tatxine to me foh half a hour and | wouldn't let me raise de alarm no- | |how. Ho ast all about the folks he used to know, an’ when he got on his car again he picked up a rock as big | mah thumb an’ when his car ¥ pa eR let that rock fly at sei) Jen’ ¢ he used to. Don hit me, jon’ like ho used to!” leago | { ' Pi ‘Nout mar 1 Pie Ase nau, ) A Ome, Loves ce LN STORY Of CABOAGE Ccouwry?! |

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