The evening world. Newspaper, June 26, 1922, Page 22

Pe es ey OO ei a SEBO RER e ES Deeer nt CES ne et oe hel st Le UR aa wr ton OO emma { r Good Evening! By BIDE DUDLEY New York, your loyal son am I, {PoEMS OF PREFERENCE | Polina dele alenocaairi And proudly do | say it T lift my praise up to the sky, L, M. L., @ Manhattan young man, a has entered this contest and expects Then at your feet | lay it fa eIN ERE Salant ihad Syetercopetan The spokyy Tort would be impure} wen vet his rhyme makes the girls That “wuld attempt to hurt you. | mad. Look at it: : , I join in the quest for a sweet little ve for you shall e’er endure, My love for you sh oh) _ In spite of CIVIC VIRTUE But I think that I sock her in vain " I'd let her rouge up, let her powder and curl, Or I'd even accept her quite plain. She may roll ‘em quite low, she may smoke on the street, Rut one thing she must do, T say, | And that is to think (here they all taste defeat) Two consceutive thoughts the same Was It Sheet Lightning? A Milwaukee woman was struck by lightning while making a bed last week. Its wrong to discourage » Woman when she wants to work.— Wellsville Optic. IN THE CEMETERY. day. tdi re hal ied dia I care not for beauty, position of That his daddy got. wentth: “Mom,” he said, “I necd some shells; | They're nice—not essential—these th , T only insist that her brain possess health, (But that makes a bachelor of me). Pve located flappers and chickens galore, But my head is bowed down in dis- may. New York girts can't think (as Tee told you before) Two consecutive thoughts the same day. T must have a lot.” Mother bought the curtridgcs « Por the cunning tot. That was Thursday—Saturddy Willie had a lot. « THELMA, THE VAMP. e and sprit When Thelma saw that Count De Pewee was dead she indulged “tn a hearty laugh. “His death has unsealed my lips,” she sald. “He was NOT “my father,” ‘The assemblage was startled. It appeared to be a fact that this man was NOT Thelma's father. Benjamin Hur, the actor, held up one hand. ‘ “Why was he not your father?” he demanded of Thelma. The feir girl took a horseshoe and a brickbat from her breast. beat Jock Hutchison?’ Then I'd ask about the French girl, Sue something—I'd get her name down pat before the interview. You know Sue's been claiming she's got heart trouble and has to be careful on the links. After I talked with Hagen- beck the wife would step up and re- cite a poem she wrote called ‘Ath- letics Build You Up, but Bad Booze Pulls You Down,’ It wis written to be read at the Y. M. C. A.’s ple-eat- ing contest here last week. Other nal ‘ reporters might get stories from Which shall T throw at you Jitagenbeck, but we'd get one that Brey she aaked, would stand out. By the way, the - _ Ob, my! Trouble seemed im- wire just yelled to me to ask you minent. At that point a strange to send us $11. She wants to buy Grandpa Bone a birthday present. Mrs. Magete Jarr, colored, ran her hureband out of town for the fifth time in two weeks to-day. She used the same gun she used the other times. Much excitement, but could learn nothing.—Jeff.” man appeared in the doorway and held up a piece of fiy-paper. “Are any of the ladies being (bothered by flies?” he asked. 4“ “No! A thousand times no,” sald Countess De Pewee. I yhave had the screens put up.” - “Then, madame,” said the new- gtomer, bowing low, “let us run Jeff some moving pictures. — Thelma shrieked. " Recognition had taken place. The man was none other than wit H. Hays. (To Be Continued.) John Remembered Him. Guy Rollston, newspaper man, has gone to his home town, Paducah, Ky., to spend a vacation. Reminds us of a story, Guy had been away from Paducah ten years when he decided to go back . for a few days, As he left the train, 1 He Deserved It. grip in hand, he wondered how many Two messenger boys in a tele-Jof his former acquaintances would graph vifice on Broadway were ar-| know him. Suing about the respective abilities “I know one man who will,” he of Whiskaway and Morvich late Sat-| Said to himself, “He's John Blank, urday afternoon. Each had bet $2}0ver at the City Market. He won't on his favorite horse and each re-| forget me after all the years I spent sented the caustic opinions of the|28 4 boy shooing files at his place. other. The argument grew very }|And John will be delighted to see me warm, and finally the Whiskaway ad- | back.” mirer drew back his arm to hit the} Guy hurried over to the City Mar- Other boy. Just then an operator} ket. There was his old friend. yelled: “Hello there, John!” said Guy. “Whiskaway wins; Morvich third!”] “Hello, Guy!” replied John; then, The Morvich admirer pushed his|°tlcing the grip: “Gotn’ to take a face forward. trip?” “Go on—soak me! me,” he growled. AND NOW PERMIT US To gest that there's noth- ing strange about the Mayor's It’s coming to Obeervations. barber taking that trip to Ger- Intermarriage with other races 1s] many, He's a journeyman bar- wiping out the Hawaiians. Better] ber. Order that ukulele now. Frank Morrell, stage comedian, has joined the San Diego police force. Star now wears a star, oh, wot? A dwarf named Klock was mur- dered in Georgia recently. Some- ‘Body evidently wanted to kill a little time. late stage beauty, The jaw muscles are the best-de-| ine nationaal tribute paid her memory veloped in the human body. This| recently in all the Keith vaudeville Tefers to males as well as females. | houses. The idea was first advanced As to whether a cat has an astral] by Rabbi Simon of Washington. Miss ody, Dr, Carrington says he is on| Russell always thought the children of this country should be given the the fence. So is the cat, we beteha.| chance to see a greater number of Chief Justice Taft declines to wear] suitable plays than has been available knickerbockers when hobnobbing| for them. At one time, It is said, she with King George. The King has|™de definite preparations to launch decreed her children's theatre idea in New PF pe doemns Tatt to, York, but the war came along and she diverted her energies to the work of About Plays THEATRE for ohildren, to be known as The Lillian Russell, intended as a memorial to the ay be @ result of UrTrs “doing her bit.’ A Lillian Russell x Aes POFE. Theatre for children would fit in very “Dear Dut! writes Jefferson] nicely here in New York. t @trewsbury Nutt from Bogash, 0., “I and the wife see that Walter Hagenbeck, who won the British tennis champlonshi ts the name under which “The Thea- Pp. 8 coming here} tig + an organization formed last fall to show his game. Why not have I}¢o, the presentation of plays'and high and she interview him at the pier?|ciass vaudeville, has just been incor- I don’t know much about tennis,| porated. It will begin its work early hut I could hide that fact. I'd most |!" the coming season. Its purpone in . * the modernizing, Americanizing and | Uxely say to him: ‘Well, old top.| revitalizing of, the old French PURE ART, ITS OBJECT. The American Commedia dell’Arte vs Theatrical News and_Gossi | « JOE’S CAR ww AW COME ON Joe — 11's DAY — WE CAN GET STHREE O'Clock! ————— BACK bY ~ / ten, 1 B'ueve Yo at A GLORIOUS IRE RIGHT! l ENOUGH “S PuT ‘SADDLES Now wat ? That man witt BE HERE AT Two 7 Look AT. “he ‘CAR -- YOU GOING ? 4 ED'S GONNA RIDE WITH ME AN' SEE IF SHE'S RUNNIN' O.k. DON'T GET HET yp! WHERE ARE BE Caim — BE CALM — NOT A CANARY INTER Joe Lite A mouse ! How DOES SHE SOUND, ED — THINK SHE'S RUNNIN’ Goop — TL THINK so — a — =o — = ——. =" Cope. 1922 (N. Y. Eve. World) By Press Pub. Co. SS AWrut NIGHTMARES! MY W-H-N-N- NA-N-N H-NAME 1S JAH- JAH -TAH -TAH- JAH- JAH - Jan- JAt-TAH- JAW - ETC- ETC - AN’ 1 CAN'T GET A SHAVE! THE BARBER JAH- JAH TAN] i?" and Players | | on the idea that the theatre was a separate, music, bill will be made up of two short play» hy Alexander Blok, “The Star’ and “The Show Booth." the American Commedia dell'Arte are Vadim Uraneff, Draper, First Vice President; Robert Edmond Jones, dent, and Ruth Hale, Secretary and ‘Treasurer. Mary Garden, Arthur Hopkins, Prof, Nicholas Roerich, Georgette Le Blane- Maeterlinck, Laurette Taylor, Claude King, Stark Young, John A)- den Carpenter, J. R. Isaucs, Kenneth Macgowan, Francis Brugulere fused art of color, light, narrative and acting, The first The officers of President; Murie) Second Vice Presi- Others interested are Rudolph Sergo Schildkraut, Prokofieff, Margaret Anderson and THE NEXT “SCANDALS.” George White will produce tho fourth edition of his “Scandals” on Aug. 1. missioned to write the lyrics. Bud DeSilva has been com- CANTOR GOING ABROAD, Eddie Cantor is going to Europe. and | He will conclude his season in ‘*Make you think Molle Bursted could ‘Itatian vaudevilles which weyp built! it 6neppy" at the Winter Garden next Saturday night and sail July 4 to re- main away one month. Be careful of Paris, Eddie, You know you're one of Mount Vernon's substantia} citizens. GILDA'S ECTOPLASM. We have been reliably informed that Gilda Gray of the ‘‘Follies'’ believes she is the reincarnation of Salome. She says her ectoplasm control, what- ever that is, is Salome, If Gilda 1s right about it, the shimmy was in- vented a long time ago. But isn't there a bare chance that some playful spirit is spoofing her? FANNIE BRICE’S NEXT. When Fannie Brice finishes her tour in Keith Vaudeville next fall she will begin rehearsing In a new musical play by Rida Johnson Young, for which Jerome Kern is composing the score, A PLAY FOR MISS GORDON. Vera Gordon, famous as a ‘‘screen mother," plans to return to the spoken drama next season in a play by Anna Nichols, author of ‘“Abie's Irish Rose."* HERE’S A RECORD. “The Passing Show of "in which the Howard Brothers have been appearing, closed in Minneapolfs Sat- urday night. This production was staged in New Haven on Dec. 20, 1920, end came to the Winter Garden @ i My FATHER WAS BARBER To) EVEN AY CR Wis HASESTY THE KING, SO _ MASA BARSGE. SHAVING COMES To ene NATURALLY SY \ KR TaH-Tat—-TAH |) YZ iq s— pe gan TORN: | | REP ce Heys | vt Sete poonie |& (73) e ~DOIN* ian e> wf FINE - EET 7 “Hey Mom — R THere 's A MAN BP i : - foun WHAT. Laat “Al Last NAME =| | TO WAIT His NAME For HIM = To sav His °y week later. It had been playing con- tinuously since it first opened and will be sent on tour again after the com- pany has had a month's vacation. GOSSIP. One hundred tourists trom Georgia will see “Blossom Time" to-night. Sam Hearn, brother of Lew, has Leen added to the cast of “Spice of 1922."" “That Day’ will open at the Apol- lo Theatre, Atlantic City, next Mon- day. “The Inevitable" went into rehear- sal to-day, with William Gilmore di- recting, Maria Bazzi has the leading role, Helen Groody, sister of Louise, is going to Paris to get some gowns for the latter to wear in ‘'Good Morning, Dearie.”’ Maurice Holland, juvenile, who cre- ated such a pleasing impression in “Marjolaine," has been engaged for “Sue, Dear," Marcelle d'Arville, a French com medienne, will have a role in ‘*Who's Who," soon to be produced by A. H. Woods. The roof of the National Theatre is being converted into a summer garden for the use of the cast of “The Cat and the Canary." A young woman living in Rochester has written the Music Box ; seats PooR DAD, HE HAD A SAD | VENDING - HE ELL, ROYALTY ! PRETTY OLD, AND WHILE SHAVING THE KING His RAZOR SLIPPED AN’ Cx THE KING'S : THROAT — p> b, THROA a ™ - —— —— = G’wan an’ Hit It, Joe! “THINK SHE'S IN Good SHAPE, TO DEMONSTRATE , ED ? The Displeasures of Anticipation! — (since we've DECIDED Jo SPEND | OUR VACATION AT “TH BEACH - IM HAVIN’ GOME DAD WAS ceTTING, ONE DAY = | LISTEN For = 1 MADE Boawe GO OUT AND THAT ¢ PeoPLe ARE so DUMB THEY THINK Mississippi ISA | WiDOW NVM REST IN PEACE. RIVATE Washington Lee John- son had just come up with tne Placements and was on sentry duty the first night in the new camp. = a for “The Music Box Revue’ September. Sam H. Harris will launch Martin Brown's new play, “A Gentleman's Mother,"’ to-night at the Apollo The- atre, Atlantic City. next A THOUGHT FOR TO-DAY. Raymond Hitchcock says it is pleasant to go before an audience, but awful when the audience goes first FOOLISHMENT. A maiden, aged just forty-three, Once tried her dest to flirt with me. She found me cold; I can't deny it, But gosh, just let a chicken try it! PUT IT IN THE ACT. “Papa, what is the X-ray “It's the boost @ $10 no! pot, Willle.”* The Day’s Good Stories In the early morning hours along blew the Lieutenant Colonel, who had @ reputation for being a hard-boiled “Halt! Who all dar?” bellowed Private Johnson. “Officer of the post!” There was a long and painful si- lence while the sentry racked his brain for the proper thing to say. Then the officer snarled: “Well, why don’t you say some- thing? Are you going to leave me standing here like this all night?” “Nossuh,"' answered Private John- son in relief as a flash of inspiration came, “No, indeedy, suh, At ease!” —Los Angeles Times. pattie SN A SENATOR'S PIE EXPERIENCES. F you want to start a beautiful ] friendship with Senator James Watson of Indiana just offer him @ nice generous wedge of good home- made pie and then some more. Watson 1s as fond of ple as “Uncle Joe" is of cigars, or as “Marse Henry” Watterson used to be of juleps. Re- cently he was invited to take Sun- day dinner at the home of a Western Senator, The wife, desiring to please \ the famous Indianan, timidly aske what was his favorite dessert. “Pie, madam, pie,” was his courte ous reply. “And what kind of ple do you pre) she inquired. “My dear lady,” he smiled back her, “don't you know that there a only two kinds of pie that are fit t eat?” “Why, no; I supposed there we! more than that; pray tell me wha are the two kinds that you think ard fit to eat.” “Hot and cold.” * The lady made good by placing sizable slab of both kinds at his plate During the last campaign Watsoq had an amusing experience at a sma restaurant in a country village whilt waiting for his train, After disposti of many sandwiches and several cup of coffee, he asked the propriety whom he had known from boyhood, he had any pie. “Yes, siree,” ans‘ver. “What kind are they?’’ inquired ti Senator. “Open-face, cross-barred and ki ered,” proudly asserted thé man’ q quick meals. “Yes, but what's inside of them4 persisted Watson. “Why, dried apples, of course! Say Jim, where in tarnation do you thin you are, anyway! This ain't the W dorf Astory.""—National Republican. fe’ was the prom|