The evening world. Newspaper, July 10, 1922, Page 18

THE EVENING WORLD, MONDAY, JULY 10, 1922, I and ghostly figure to his daughter ‘Theodora Lydia Lorillard, who had her own natural and inherited love for solitude, but could never be alonn, just as she could never be free, At first, when she moved about, she did ir, is a waffle iron that shuts down on ue and Oqueezes us into nice little squares like all the other waffies in the ee — no with a maid or a groom at her heels, Then came tutors and teach- THEODORA LEARNS THAT ors and governesses, each determined FREEDOM SOMETIMES COMES j,, character and each doparting in AT A HIGH PRICE time with a secret consolation check ER name was ‘Theodora, which trom Uncle Chandler and the convic- S course, “the gift of Un that Miss Theodora was any- Ht Of thing but the gift of God. God,” ax her sad-eyed Uncle " meqaia attended her first holiday Chandler was in the habit of narty in the white and gold ball- reminding her. In full, It was Theos toom of the St. Regis, where she cae etal NERS But she ainced very badly with very dignified wsually called Teddie sie young partners. was the kind of girl you couldn't " Phery she not only stumbled on to Quite Keep from calling Teddie tf YOU the pewildering consciousness that ; SOB ARRIRER Maa ict ‘aa. there was something different in boys ‘ Wee net ne TaBIvaHt ae Lady, she 824 girls, but publicly punched one of ae canting but Rati one was the youths in the eye for holding her Therelys a poor little rich girl who'd 2 Manner which she regarded as longed all her life for freedom and Obsectionable. had only succeeded in bruising, if “And later In the same evening, when the older brother of the thumped one sought to make family amends and Teddie agreed to let bygones be Dot exactly her wings, at least the an- ' terior of a very slender tibia, on the bars of a very big and impressive co bygones, that youth, cheerfully and And as she fought for brenthing- clumsily, tried to kiss her. space between the musty tapestries of Whereupon Theodora first enunci deportment she was called intractable ated her sign'ficant, her perplexed and incorrigible, when the only thing and her slightly exasperated query: that was wrong with her was the sub- “Are all boys like that?" minal call of the wild in her cloist- “Poor mother, you know, hasn't « ered jittle bosom, the call that should thought later than 1899," this apostle heve been respected by turning her of the New averred some years later. loose \ summer camp, where she “There were some very respectable might t gle straightened out the tan- up Kobinson Crusoe complexes. age of seven, after in- thoughts in 1899, as I remember them,” her Uncle Chandler responded “They were too respectable,” she carceration for sprinkling the West said. “They were smug. And I de- Drive with roofing nails on the oc- spise smugness.” casion of a fete champetre from which “phe old dandy contemplated her slie Lud been excluded on the ground with a ruminative stare Of youth, she had amputated her hair you're right, Teddikina,"” he final and pu 1 appropriate attire from jy agreed. “We all get smug as we her Gerald Rhinelander 2 y 4 West, intent on running away to the Bet older, Life, my dear, is a waffie- iron that shuts down on us and “"DON'T TOUCH ME,’ SHE Far West and becoming a cowboy. But Major Chandler Kane, an uncle, who stoutly maintained that obstreper- ous youth should not be faced as a virtue or a vice but as a fact, hap- pened to be coming out for the week- squeezes us into nice little squares like all the other waffles in the world. It will come and take even the tm- mortal You-ness out of you. It tames you, Teddie, and trims you down, and CALLED OUT IN A CHOKING SQUEAK OF ANGER.'’ free. So eddie sallied forth with Raoul cepted ‘Teddie at the railway station, “ble but an altogether commonplace Guarear i acedly), bought a Latin- nowery fumes which were being ef being thrilled. She noticed the Knew how it had all been arranged, it ‘ FE ae tre, TATWaY tation. ember of society." Ruarter paint-smock and bobbed her wafted up to her delicately distende! man’s wince, but never dreamed it Was agreed that Uhlan was to come dreamy eyed tathe ee che nat phe’ Now, mont girls of Teddle's wet and bair and learned to manipulate a jostril, arose from her profiteering, Shoe took three times a week and give her les- aici Sm inclination escape from their adoles- Kitchenette gas range. F my Spry | his dollar, tucked it into one corner of Sons in art, for the sake of a ete ons than he cared ® ‘As a mattoreoffact girl, Teddjo , BUt something else was at the same o t ‘ i Lies to count, “gave ap dining out to count C¢Mt boredom by excursion into amor- girl, time being wafted in Teddie’s direc. the tray and handed him the violets t wasn't until her third lesson that ‘ Coctrong, ene itio Chandler cet ous adventure. But Teddie felt that bd scant patience with undue attri- 1.00 “ie Kaw a arse ant hencsome dust then an officer in uniform Teddie began to doubt the wisdom of ‘ eon U she had exhausted Jove very early in bution of the romantic to the com. [10h Ut Was & larke and hs rg sauntered up and confronted her her arrangement with Raoul Uhlan, ] ee each life, having at the tender age of nine Monplace. Yet the manner in which “)TSRECT. Ulele was lightness in bis gotta license t'peddie them She was as clean of heart as she t For Teddie's father was an amateur fation in love with a Park policeman, She first met Raoul Ublan, it must be St€P) Botwithstanding his size, and “he demanded was clear of head, and she resented Mathematician und sclentist, who had “ng go she tipped over the apple. Admitted, was not without its touch “¥ amplitude of ventral contour was "To aie explained the situation, what began to dawn on her as the made two important discoveries iN cart, broke jail, bolted, took her life Of the picturesque. SUreee Eye HEnUy laced! obealty: uh just made a sale to this guy Unnecessary physical nearness of the i light-deflection, sufficient to convert jn her own hands by allying herself _ Teddle, still a little intoxicated with belt here, didn't yuh?’ persisted the of- man as he corrected her drawing. ile him into what Uncle Chandler denom- with art. her new-found liberty, one morning For the stranger was Raoul Uhlan, iver But his knowledge was undeniable inated as “an eclipse-hound,”” which “she abjured the parental roof, leased Was swinging smartly up Fifth Ave- and Raoul Uhlan was an artist, whu “yes, this is the dollar he paid me," and his criticisms were true. She was ee meant that he went dreamily and re- 4 studio in Greenwich Village, and nue when she caught sight of a violet found the quest of beauty both a pro: ‘peddie acknowledged learning something. So she refused >t Peatedly off to Arizona or Egypt or announced that she Intended to ex- Peddler. The girl stopped and passed fessional and a personal necessity. That's enough,” avererd her per- to see what she had no wish to see ' the Island of Principe. press herself through the pure and over to the sloe-eyed Greek a $20 bill He hove-to in the offing, for the yecutor. Yuh'll have to come along — It wasn't until she realized, » day | And this brought about the “di- {mpersonal medium of dry-point or Explaining that his exchequer stood seemingly innocent purpose of buying wit me.'" beyond all doubt, that the r vorce’’ in the Hayden family, the old modeling clay. much too limited to make change for a boutonnlere, but it would be But Raoul Uhlan insisted on calling contact of his shoulder against { : Major sturdily maintained, not an out- She wasn't quite sure which it was the bill, he placed the tray of violets cious, he also decided as he inquired a taxicab and in transit to the Police Was not accidental, that a faint low and-out court one, but an astral one, the to be. She panted for freedom and she In the girl's hands, pointed toward a the price, to give little thing a Court managed to many soothing of revulsion and anger awakened in with a twelve-inch telescope ax 4 oo- didn't stop to worry over what par- nearby store, and plainly implied that thrill, Raoul often wondered what « and valorous things. She soon hadthe her. Her inner eltadels of fear ré respondent. ticular hand was to bring about her he would break the $20 and return was about him that made him so at- satisfaction, moreover, of seeing her mained uninvaded, She had nipped However that might have been, tt liberation. with change. tractive to women. gruff patrolman berated by a higher more than one amatory advance in “One announced there left Trumbull Hayden a very faint She installed her roadster in a So Teddie stood patiently holding dollar a bunch, who announced that the bud, in her time. Her scorn was police offer was in hearing. His com-| gave him writing materials and set oY panion replied and the floodgates of] the lamp as he liked it, and then I our friend's cle opened, | said: “Draw up your chair and this “They got nothing out of me," he| gentleman will set you a piece of die- Y shouted. “They really believe that []tation.’" , am a Swedish stoker, How did you] Then Lord Abinger cleared his throat and dictated the Spanish text of his passport. The handwriting, as I could see, was the same as that of get on?" (No reply). ‘'The proper way is to bluff them, and if you do it well they will swallow hing.” BY S I R B A S I L T H fe) M S 0 N When he came before me next|the note. While he was still writing morning I \told him that he had{{ handed his German note to Lord layed his ery well indeed Abinger, who, without break or @ Chief of British Criminan INVESTIGATION DEPARTMENT Eee ee ee fa Mae folipwewan ait aha caanen eEak 13 — 1921 - luck upon the stage I was sure that| text. ‘The curly head was not raised. he would make a fortune. He grin-|All I could “see was a deep flush ing somewhere that you never shot a) true, Perry's father was a wealthy| ned a little uncasily I thought. ‘And]creeping*over the cheek. The hand man without reporting first to the] man and the son had a banking ac | now," I said, ‘since the game is up| Stopped writing. ‘‘Well,”’ I said, “you Queer People The Australians had one man too many. Here, obviousiy, was the spy. And the only thing that saved Jim Perry's life was that one of the Lieutenants believed you never shot aman without reporting fret to the Colonel. The officer acted the part of a Swedish stoker eo perfectly he de- ecived Thomson—but he could not resist boasting of Mis success to his companion in jail, “The gentleman is dictating a language I do not know.” reading from a letter written by yourself.” do not seem to be getting on, “The gentleman is dictating language I do not know.’ “He is reading from a letter writ- ten by yourself.’’ There was a long silence, during which the pencil dropped on the floor, and at last the young man rose wear- y from the armchair and said, Well, what are you going to do wit me? You have me in your power. THRASHER A GREAT TALKER, count. Later In the war a large number of German Army Reservists in Spain and South America and a certain number of German prisoners-of-war taken on the Russian Front who had escaped ‘rom Siberia began to cross from America in the hope of reach- ing Holland without being recognized at the English port as enemies, It was a regular business with the Ger- map-Consulate to furnish them with forged passports you might wash your face and hands, put on a collar and write a letter to your friends in Vienna, asking then to send your military uniform in order that we may treat you in in- ternment as an officer.'’ His whole manner changed. Instinctively he Colonel, so this formality was com- plied with, and the Colonel, who saw nothing in the verdict of which he dis- approved, remembered to have read somewhere that you never shot a man without first reporting to the Brig adler. This was a great disappoint- ment to the subalterns, who were all for action, etern and swift Now the brigadier happened to know something about military law and he pointed out that as no court In a pulled himself to attention, gave me the he nd the name of his regiment and address of his friends and before left the room he clicked his heels, walked out of it like a trained soldie To this day he does not know where “He is He gave his name as Thragher, But he bowed from the waist, so by bese er oes oath i ser Ae |, Sometimes we knew when particu-| my information came from, r BS eset ale By freq geet Thom ddressed hi Capt. Boeh evieence called, whatever }jay persons were coming: at others poasting the name of Jelks Leroy mson addressed him as Capt, Bochm, else was done no shooting could take}ine naval™officers at the ports had DENIED HIS LANGUAGE. =| Thrasher was found on board the Place. This annoyed the battalion}tg use their own intelligence, and| from Falmouth they. sent me one| Dutch, passenger steamer Zeclandia CHAPTER XIV. SUPPOSE that some day or other one of the Assistant Provost Marshals who served in France will be moved to publish some of his experiences. Most of his work was @ull and uneventful, but every now and then there flared up one of those sordid little tragedies which human nature, under the stress of war, is apt to give out. One summer day in 1916 the A. P, as the clients of an A. P. M. were |excessively. concerned, There Perry remained in this ex- Jim Perry's story deserves to live.| tremely uncomfortable position for As soon as he heard that war had| two whole days, and then the South been declared he left South Africa in} African Angel which watched over order to join up in England, He was} him ordained that another Australian drafted to the Officers’ Training| battulion should march into the vil- Corps, but finding the corps uncon-| lage and require the barn, should genial, he deserted and walked off to| break down the door and find Jim 4 certain Australian battalion which | Perry. was then training In England for the] He seemed to want food and water front, There was @ free and easy| very much, #0 they fed and watered Way about the Australians that| him and made a pot of him, and when pleased @ fellow-Colonial, They thelr tirn came to return to the comed their new recruit and did not| trenches they wanted to take him think it necessary to report his arrival} with them, but here the Colonel in- when she put into Falmouth on her way to Holland. Mr, Thrasher was a young, clean shaven man who had something about him of military courtesy which scarcely accorded with the account that he was prepared to give of himself. For this reason he was asked to land and sent to me for an interview, He was never at a loss for a name, and his elaborate description of Quitman, Ga, where he said he had passed his early life, would have as- tonished the residents of that Lttle known centre. There were, of course, discrepancies, and as the ex- very well they did it re was one rather pathetic case in which [ almost wished that they had been less suc- cessful. It was reported from Kirk- wall that two of the stokers on a Swedish ship were men of above the ordinary education of stok and that they w on the! way down to London, I examined them sepa- rately. The first gave in rather quickly. He was the last kind of person who could have hoped to pass muster us a sto ker. He hud not even succeeded in making his hands rough, He was a Vionnese R day a curly headed and rotund young gentleman from Chili. He spoke Span ish like a native and was bound for Rotterdam to buy cheap cigars for his firm in Valparaiso. Also he spoke English, which he professed to have learned in New York during the course of his business travels. Un- fortunately for him, there had been on the steamer an Austrian woman with whom he spent much of his time, and just before he was called to go ashore he had been seen to slip into her hand a folded piece of paper. She retired to the cabin to open and r M. at Boulogne rve Captain of Artillery] retired to the carn ie Orne boarding |@ few received from na| tthe officers, tervened. To him there seemed to be} who had relations in Paris und had ca Be Oot her and recoverat {amination proceeded he began to ‘Australian eecort| 2 Was five weeks with them ‘n| something irregular about taking | been called up straicht from the bank briy show uneasiness, I said at last: “Do It was a German written in Abbevill whom you hi ‘ound ville and then they were moved| man you have found chained pencil and it said, “Whatever you do up to the front line. Here he waa] to @ post into action with your bat- not telling your He looked con- in which he was em; his internment He took are a grimy envelope d. you know you on which nothing asa prisoner of war] * e fact that || Story very well wittten but,| With them for five weeks more and he Lovee Pititane and nak 4 Ho reported with pertact philosophy Uo heres. _ This noe San cerned and bowed—from the waist. 2 might ‘ @ occufrence an! asked for instruc habe s y “Yo cee! eh RE Rupes ene eth tee eats tlons, and these were that Perry| ADVISED HIS PAL TO BLUFF. |my table whon he came in for exam-| 1 said, rraue meant 18 fot quite PRLORRS) Hever tare tee One day the bat.| should be sent to the base, It wa,|, When I first saw the other man I} ination, and with me was sitting as} American, thong! 1 ts & Ne Ah with Jim Perry."| but for a mishap, One day the bet. | rte these circumstances, that "an {thought that our Loarding officer had| Admiralty representative the inte| Imitation.” He again bowed, as be- (Forry Was not] talion came out of action with ie aesart of the Good’ Gamatiiane made a mistake. He was a so0ty,|Lord Abinger, who spoke German| fore, from the waist. . Merely: al cern oraanived ates the younger om | ent him to toulwene with the{*™ling. alert little person, and he fluently. He kept his knowledge inj What I wanted was a name to pu! Pea why hin reanized a spy hunt. grimy envelope slouched into the room with the regU- | reserve, te him and - so ae started for Should receive! FIRST TELL THE COLONEL. lar stoker's lurch, He answered all] The young man was quite charm-| luncheon to consider what Germans din Percy RAN] ce ae bipeagelly oper gen singe SENT BACK TO ENGLAND. my questions and picked out on theling. He answered all my questions} Were at the moment loose upon the most” dim Forty had Deven Gone cette toca tee con eee: an A. P.M, has a heart anu| map the little village in Sweden where | without hesitation; he thought that| world on Hera tagtirpece at nape : yey “| this one decided to send Perry te|he was born, He ti Wwedish With | some generations ago one of his an-| pened that about this time the Ger- this the escort knew nothing at all.) and during this unwonted ceremony! ogiand to begin again at the begin [apparent fluency, and hia hands were |cestors might have been a German, |man Government had had occasion to \t was discovered that they had with them one man more than they ougnt All he had to do was to deliver Jim he was not well enough versed in[send @ direct’ messenger to NeW Perry and bring back @ receipt for but he wa: iE r in ning, in other words, to enlist In any the family history to give me full de-| York in connection with the negotia- as dirty as any one could expect from regiment that came handy and draw ree a stoker. Nevertheless, we sent him at Bis body. For the reat, the A, P. M./to have had, Here, obviously, Wael» veil over his past, and as Perry hai|to Cannon Row for tener y.|tails about this, Many Chilians, he] tions for landing arms in Ireland, and : haé better usk Jim Perry bimaelt. the spy. Jim Perry was put under ar-| no money he pulled out of his own|Cannon Row. wus Neca oe said, had fair, curly hair ike his and] it was intended, no doubt, that the Perry, when produced, turned out|rest and the subalterns held a com-| pocket @ one-pound note. Perry | had guessed tha his companion inad-|s fresh complexion, because the Chil-]messenger should afterward proceed to be a well-educated young man,|sultation. The remedy was obvious.|jooked at it dubiously and gaid | versity must be in not far from |ian sun does not burn the skin as it|1o Holland in the guise of an Ameri~ born in South Africa, with the marke| Jim Perry should be shot at alght.| “Money? That's no use to mo, alr. I{his, and as the place peemed vory|doos in Peru, Yes, he spoke English}ean, The offic 2 Was known shout bim of having undergone a| They were about to carry out the de-| have plenty of money of my own | quiet he thought it v» to call him up| fuently but not German. It was one] to be Capt, Hans Boehm. There were ather strenuous experience, but In| cision of the meeting whey one of| What I want !s my check-hook. |in German thre ht ventilator. He | of the regrets of his life that he had] several other Germans wandering tise there was nothing Whusual as ferlthem said that he remembered read-| And this turned out to bo perfectly} did not know tiat a German-speaking never ivarned that language. Wetabout, but as this man seemed the toeoee __— was no case against her she was quite # like a sabre, and had always been sufficient, She got up sidewise from the chair, with a half-twist of the toreo that was an inheritance from hor basket- ball days. It freéd her without ob- vious effort from all contact with the over-intimate leaning figure. “I guess that will about do us for to-day, won't it? she said in her quiet and slightly reedy voice as she proceeded to open a window, But he crossed the room and towered above her in his bigness like something taurine, alert and yet pon- derously calm. “Why are you afraid of me?’ he asked, with his eyes on the gardenia- white oval of her cheek “I'm not,” ghe replied with a crisp small laugh. “I'm not in the least afraid of you.” | A less obtuse man would havo been chilled by the scorn in her yoice. But Uhlan was too sure of his ground, his all too familiar ground, to heed side- issues, “It Is you who maki myself,’ he closer to her “You said to-morrow at three, I be- "" she observed in an icy voice. Did 1?" he said in a genuinely ab- stracted whisper, for his mind was not on what he said or heard. His mind, indeed, was fixed on only one thing. And that was her utterly defenseless lovelines ‘The blackness of his pupils and the aquiline cruelty about the corner of his eyes frightened her. But she did not give way to panio; to do so was not the custom of her kind, She fought down her sudden weak impulse to cry out, her equally absurd propulsion to flight. For she realized that he was imper- vious to the weapons that had always served her. The laws of her world meant nothing to him. It was like waking up and finding a burglar in the house, a burglar who knew no yw but force, So she wheeled about, with her head up, watching him. Instinct in one flash told her what lurked beside her path. And her inability to escape it, to confront it with what it ought to be confroted with, was maddening. “You Hun!" she sald in @ passion- ate small moan of misery which he wistook for terror. “Oh, you Hun!” He could afford to smile down at her, fortified by her loss of fortitude, warm with the winy tchors of mas- tery You adorable kid!" he cried out, itching her hand. “Don't touch me she called out in choking squeak of anger. And this time, as he swung her ut, he laughed openly, You wonderful little wildcat!" he murmured, as he pinned her elbows close to her sides and drew her, smothered and helpless, in under the wing of his shoulder, For a moment or two she fought with all that was left of her strength, writhing and twisting and panting, struggling to free her pinioned arms. me afraid of murmured, stooping lie ab most likely I thought I would try him first. After luncheon Mr. Thrasher re- sumed seat and I again referred unkindly to his American accent, which I pointed out to him was too labored for an American. At last I said, “You are not doing this well, Capt. Boehm."* He looked surprised but said nothing. I said, ‘Take, for example, your bow. No American bows like that.’ He laughed and bowed again, and, as he made no objection to being called Capt. Boehm, I said, ‘Perhaps I am not quite fair. You had a very dif- ficult part to play and you played it better than any German officer who has yet sat in that chair."’ TOOK A DEAD MAN’S NAME. That pleased him, and after a little pressing he told me most of his story. He was the son of an official in glsace, was well educated and had ‘Then she ceased, abruptly, devastat- ed, not so much by her helplessness as by the ignominy of her efforts. She went limp in his arms as he forced her head, and with his arm encircling her shoulders, kissed her on the mouth. He stopped, suddenly, perplexed b her passiveness, even suspecting for moment that she might have fainted. But he found himself being surveyed with a tight-lipped and narrow-eyed intentness which shot a vague trouble through his triumph. He even let his arms drop, in be- wilderment, though the drunkenness had not altogether gone out of his eyes She was wiping her mouth with hey handkerchtef, with a white look ¢ loathing on her face. She was stity mopping her lips as she crossed to the studio’ door and swung it open. “But I didn’t say [ was going,” he demurred, frowning above his smile. Ho was sure of himself, sure of his mastery, sure of his technique, “You are going,” she said, and distinctly. He was smiling absently he picked up his hat and gloves. And he stopped in front of her, still smil- ing, on his way out, “Remember, wild-bird, T am coming back to-morrow,’ he said. ‘“To- morrow, at thre She did not look at him “You are not coming back,"* she dv- clared, But he refused to be spurned, * “IT am coming back,’ he main tained speaking more violently than he had Intended to speak. "I am coming back again, as sure as that! sun is shining on those housetops out there, I'm coming back, and I'm go-J} Ing to take you in my arms agai “For I'm going to tame y crazy-hearted little stormy petre!, even though IT have to break down that door of yours, and break dowa that pride of yours, to do it! She went whiter than ever as sho stood there with her hand on tho doorknob. She stood there for whut seemed a very long time ‘To-morrow at three," she repent- ed in her dead voice, with just ‘v) faintest trace of a shiver shaking he huddled figure. It was not altogether a question; it was not altogether an answer. But it was enough for Uhlan, who passed with a dignity not untouched with triumph out through the. open door. Yet Teddie’s shiver, as she stood staring after him, was the thoracic rale of her youth, And down on her protesting body, for the first time in her life, pressed a big flanged instrument with in- dented surfaces, like a pair of fron jaws from which she could not en- tirely free herself. (Copyright, 1922, by the Bell Syndicate, Inc.) (Thedo-a learns that revenge isn't always sweet and one Gun- boat Dorgan assumes that to the victor belongs the spoils in to- morrow's great instalment of this story.) U slowly as i spent a good deal of his life In ame? j fca. During 1915 he was command- ing a battery of artillery near Wytschaete in Flanders, and, on ac- count of his reputation Ame: fcan, he had been taken out of the nature of his employment—thgt we knew from another sourco—W@y he did admit that he had met Roge Casement while in Germany, It afterward appeared that there had been a man of the name of Jelks Leroy Thrasher in Quitman, Ga., but he was dead, Probably the passport was one of those that had been re tained by the German Government on the pretense ‘hat it had been I at the Foreign Offico when thither for a visa, Copyright, 1922, Doubleday, Page & Co (Continued To-Morrow.) Reel Reviews By DON ALLEN One film, “In the Name of the Law," shown yesterday for the first time at the George M, Cohan Thea- tre, stands out in this week's cinema offerings. - And, even as we write this, we realize that ‘In the Name of the Law's" prominence is directly due to perspective. It shines much as a perch would shine among @ lot of sardines, To the Rivoli they have brought another Thomas Meighan attraction in “If You Believe It, It's So,"” while Old Man Time has been taken by the much-abused forelock at the Strand, where they ask us to step back a decade to enjoy, or try to enjoy, the thrilis-that-were in Lincoln J. Car- ter's fast-moving melofilm, ‘The Fast Mail." The Capitol is showing Betty Compson in ‘Always The Woman," while at the other cinemas holdovers of shifted films rule, Among the films that are still on view are: ‘'Nero,"’ in its elghth week at the Lyric, “Silver Wings,"’ with Mary Carr at the Apollo; ‘The $5 Raby'’ at the Criterion, Waihe Reid in “The Dictator," moved to the Rialto, and John Barrymore in “Sherlock Holmes'' at the Cameo. (PASSING IN REVIEW a Heralded by the greatest fanfare of words, posters and press agentrio flourishes and ruffles ever encoun- tered on Broadway, ‘In the Name of the Law" yesterday started a month's run at the George M. Cohan Theatre under the chaperonage Picture Corporation, Advertised as the “story of the American family," “In the Name of the Law" is just that—but if an American or any other sort of a fam ily was ever struck so many, man times by the lightning of sorrow, un-} of the R-C it would need do would be to build gp additional roof over its home and na the bungalow “The State Insarf Asylum.”’ For no family, no matte what their nationality, could remain| other than crazy under such a strain “In the Name of the Law" has everything in it but the kitchen sin and—come to think of it—they shower a short flash of that too. Written around and about a pe liceman and his family, the pictury turns out to be the best starrif vehicle for a cat ever seen in an} cinema. The cat actor by far ont shines any of the others. it's because he or she or it—whic ever it may be—acts naturally, Cer tainly many of the hufan acters and actresses do not. One could take “Humoresque, “Your Best Friend,” “Over tae Hill iiver Wings" and every ottic mother" film ever produced, mix ‘em all together—bojl ‘em down and try ‘om and t get half of one per cent of the tear= that flow throughout the entire pleture. There is just one hearty laugh in the whole barrage of tears and that 1s furnished by a» extra in a court room scene. The picture is very much Hke leopard—good in spots. It hus spot of gond acting, spots of tense situ tion, spots of suspense, spots (mar of them) of absurd and mawkish timent and, in fact, it Ie all wlll with goty, of sorrow ; + 4 the line to be employed upon a spe- cial mission, He was now on his way back. He would tell me nothing about 1 happiness and utter despair, then al! jj Probably {)