Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 229, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 28 September 1914 — Page 2

CRY FROM AUDIENCE

By BEATRICE YORK HOUGHTON.

(Copyright.) The woman with the wistful eyes ’looked round the theater, then turned to her companion with a sigh. He, however, was Intently studying the program, and hts frowning brow did not Invite interruption, so she turned once more to the stage. She felt distinctly -aggrieved that on this, one of the rare nights when they afforded a trip to the vaudeville, there should be anything dull In any of the performances. The wistfulness of her eyes showed how she longed for anything that might break the monotonous routine of her life. The man, who was William Trail and her husband, whispered Impatiently: "Do stop fidgeting, Evelyn." j "It’s such a poor show,” she whlsipered back. "The next stunt’s sure to be good,” he replied. "You can’t expect everything to be first-class, especially In a stock performance.” Evelyn looked up at the singer Impatiently, wondering how much longer the song would be. Then she was caught and held by the actress’ utr ‘ter lack of verve, by her Ustleesness and evident distaste for her employment. Evelyn watched the singer with a new interest She was Mlle, de Bray on the program, danseuse and raconteuse.

She had walked deliberately onto the stage, had told a scarcely funny story in a lifeless voice, and had then Itegun, without further preliminaries Km the equally lifeless song. s She seemed to be entirely without makeup. Her dress was carelessly put on, her hair brushed anyhow, and her hollow eyes and white cheeks (showed ghastly In the limelight. As she droned on, Evelyn found (herself wondering what place this tragic face and figure could have on the lively vaudeville stage. Why should a reputable house have engaged het? Mlle, de Bray began on the chorus of her song and on the half-hearted gyrations which evidently established her claims to a danseuse. Evelyn yawned behind her program land glanced at her husband. His frown made her feel like a very small, very naughty girl. The singer began on the second verse of her song. “Oh, goodness gracious!** thought Evelyn. “Will she never get through?” A momentary bustle caused by some late comers distracted the audience for a space, but the lifeless voice droned on. Then there happened something which stirred the entire house, brought William Trail from his frowning displeasure with a start, and roused Evelyn to the eagerest interest. For a little girl, one of the late comers, had lumped to her feet with a tense cry of joy. “My mamma!" she shrieked excitedly. “Oh, It Is—it Is my mamma! ’ The woman upon the stage stopped singing as though shot. She looked like an automaton .suddenly galvanlized Into life. Her fate expressed rapidly the gamut of emotions from the daze of son-comprehension, to the dawning of a joy almost too great She stood quite still, straining toward the part of the theater from whence the cry of the little child had come, listening with parted lips and panting breast for a repetition of It In the dead silence the elderly woman with the child could be heard hushing her to silence, while the little thing, half-abashed, began to cry. "Helen,” breathed Mlle, de Bray at last "Oh, Helen, can It be you? The lights blind me, but surely, surely that was your voice. Speak to me again, my darling—my darling—■" The agonized tones rose to a scream of supplication. The audience sat breathless. The elderly woman, embarrassed past endurance, rose and began to push the unwilling child down the aisle. The little girl made a desperate struggle and succeeded In wrenching herself free. Sobbing loudly, she ran toward the stage. Mlle, de Bray leaned far out over the footlights, and the child reached up her tiny arms. The first violinist lifted her high, and tn another moment she and the singer were clasped ta a close embrace. There was nothing left of droning iMfelessness about the singer now. AH woman and all mother, In utter selfforgetfulness she sobbed and cooed iover the little girl. The elderly woman in the aisle spoke in troubled tones. "I s*pose you mnst be her mother,” •ho said doubtfully. “Oh, I am —I am,” cried Mlle, de ißray, lifting a radiant face to the leager crowd. Then a realization of her position seemed to dawn upon her. ask your pardon," she cried, springing to her feet, and still retaining her hold upon the child as though afraid to let her go. She laughed a delicious little laugh/ 3, "I owe you all the explanation,” she began, and her voice and her face were alive and glowing, and her •harm was unmistakable "I lost my little Helen six months ago. There Was an accident, you remember? A street ear collided with a taxt Ton •■rely remember.”

She paused as though for answer, and then resumed. *T was hurt They carried me up to the hospital and all that I know is, that when I woke up from my long Illness no one could tell me anything at all about my little girl. They thought that I had dreamed her.” Suddenly her manner changed from the joyous to the accusing. She addressed herself to the elderly woman still standing uncertainly In the aisle. "And you kept my baby,” she cried. “You kept her from me when my heart was breaking. What right had you? What right?" The elderly woman stiffened, and In her turn lost consciousness of the audience. She was the guilty before her judge, and she began her justification. "I had every right," she said Indignantly. '1 took the child home with me. I seen she was all alone, and they said you were dead. She was so pretty I wanted her real bad, and I done my best for her. You can see that .“Then when they printed all that about your coming to and wanting her, I just couldn’t give her up. And I feel I did right. An actress Isn’t no sort of a mother for a little girl toi have. "I just couldn’t give her up,” repeated the elderly woman. "And I’m. awfully sorry I come In here tonight She begged so, and I saw there were trained animals on the program—” Mlle, de Bray still stood silent* caressing with one hand the child who nestled against her skirts. The audience still sat In its trance of in-* terest.

The elderly woman’s troubled eye# roved over the faces about her, ovex' the faces farther off, settling at last on the happy mother and child. "I s’pose I did wrong," she said at last In a stifled sort of voice. "But I never did approve of actors. It’ll just about break my heart to give Helen up. Will you let me see her sometimes?" "You kept her from me,” said the actress simply, but tn the one short sentence lay all the agony she had endured. The elderly woman seemed to accept it as her answer, and she walked slowly down the aisle and through the door Into the lobby. The actress stood quite still until the door had shut. Then she breathed a long sigh of relief, and spoke again with the winsome joyousness of a happy woman In her voice. "With your permission we will go now,” she said. "Tomorrow night Helen and I will dance together for you. But not now —•" The silence which followed her withdrawal testified to the appreciation of the audience for her newfound Joy. Evelyn smiled happily into her husband’s eyes, and he forgot to frown. Perhaps they could enter more deeply Into the sorrow and happiness of Mlle, de Bray than people who were not childless. Later, as they were walking down the street together, Evelyn dared to speak out some of her thoughts about it all, and her husband was appreciative, though he grumbled a little as was his wont. “That’s just like a woman," he commented. "Wants to know how people have suffered just for the sake of seeing them happy at the end." Evelyn pouted. “I hate common planeness,” she said, then, “Oh, Will, see—” she cried, and stood quite still. For, strolling happily toward them down the street, were Mlle, de Bray, little Helen, and the elderly lady. As they came up Evelyn could not forbear to speak. “I am so glad for you," she cried to Mlle, de Bray, "and I am so very, very glad that you have forgiven‘her.’’ She indicated the elderly woman. "That Is the loveliest part of It all. I wish all the audience could know of it." Mlle, de Bray stood looking at Evelyn with a quizzical smile. But whatever she may have Intended to say was never said. Helen had taken the reins. "Don’t I do It fine?" she asked proudly. “Mamma say-I’m going to be a great actress when I grow up.” And strangest of all, when Helen said mamma she took the hand of the elder lady. "I don’t understand," said Evelyn. Mlle, de Bray laughed shortly. "Why, that was our act,” she explained. “I’m not in the regular stock, though I let on that I am. Tm on the road, and we give this each first night It’s the greatest drawing card —■" - f "And was there any accident?" asked Evelyn. "There’s always accidents,” laughed' Mlle, de Bray. "Sometimes they’re a* year back and sometimes a month. 1 Just so I can strike on a big one, it’s all the same for my act." "Oh,” breathed Evelyn. “I’m sorry you’re disappointed, ’ said Mlle, de Bray kindly. "I wouldn’t have let on if Helen hadn’t given It away. This here’s my mother, too,; and Helen Is my Uttlest sister. Come and see us dance tomorrow night.” But Evelyn could not answer. In the wistfulness again of her eyes,' and In the tired dfoop of her mouth, could be read all of her disappoint-, ment and chagrin. And for once her; husband understood. He bade the actress and her people good-night tor his weary little wife, and when he had opened their own door, he stooped and kissed that little mouth right where the droop was. And he said not one word about Evelyn’s disillusionment, not one si»>

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

MANY INFIELDERS BLOSSOM IN THE MAJORS

This seems to be a great year for rtecruit infielders. Among those who have “arrived," accompanied by many plaudits, are Stock, of the Giants; Kavanaugh and Burns, of the Detroit

First Baseman Burns.

Tigers; O’Mara, of the Brooklyn Dodgers; Leary and Wares, of the St. Louis Browns, and Nlehoff, of the Cincinnati Reds.

/NOTES of the DIAMOND

Ed Reulbach is to remain with the Brooklyn team. • ♦ • "Life,” remarks Joe Birmingham, “Is just one ball player after another.” ••• / • Branch Rickey Is gathering in some good material already for. next year’s Brown team. « « • Race In the Federal league Is getting close. The only trouble is that the fans are also close. • • • In Kauff of Indianapolis the Federal league foresees the most promising young star of the season. Infielder Manuel Cueto, another "phenom" from Havana, Cuba, has been the St. Louis club. Charley Herzog and George Burns are having a great race for the basestealing honors In the National league. * • ♦ Paddy Livingston’s brilliant work behind the bat for the Indians this season Is the sensation of the league race. Manager Bill Carrigan of the Red Sox says that southpaw- “Dutch” Leonard Is the most Improved pitcher in the profession. • • * Wingo and Lee Magee, the' only globe trotters on Miller Huggins’ team, are likewise the only .300 hitters in the Cardinal squad. • . • * Bill McKechnie, formerly with the New Yorks ranks second In run-get-ting In the Federal league. Hap Myers of the Brookfeds ranks next to McKechnie. • • • The Denver club Is trying to strengthen Its pitching staff and has picked up Tex Covington of the Cleveland American association club who was • • • Polly McLarry is considered one of the most valuable players with the Louisville club of the American association and practically every scout tn the country has given him the once over. • • ♦ Pitcher George Chalmers, who recently was unconditionally released by Philadelphia because of a lame arm that refused to respond to treatment,' will sign with the Giants as soon as he is fit

Second Baseman Kavanaugh of Detroit.

The strangest part of it Is that not one of these were heralded as of big .league caliber. They were known to have certain ability, but the ability looked to be on the bush league order —that is, until they were given a chance. And then they came through with a rush. Stock has plugged up the big hole at third left by the desertion of Tilly Shafer. The Giants never have -missed Shafer since the season opened. O’Mara looks like one of the best shortstops In the National league. Early in the season Ebbetts thought so little of him that he was thinking of letting him loose without giving him a chance to perform. But Dick Egan “cracked" and Ebbetts gave O’Mara a chance. Now you couldn’t buy O’Mara from C. Holiday for |20,000. Leary and Wares have been two of the biggest factors in the uplift of the Byowns. They have played in sensational, style, are peppery, and in the game every minute. Burns and Kavanaugh have given the needed strength to the Tigers’ infield'. They are as fast as lightning on the field, *-and both are timely hitters. Nlehoff has been a great help to the Reds.

CREDIT GIVEN SLIM SALLEE

Lefthanded Twlrler Has Done Much to Boost Cardinals’ Big Jump for Pennant This Year. To Slim Sallee, the Cardinals* famous lefthander, belongs much of the credit for the dash-St. Louis has made towards the National league pennant this year. Sallee has been worked

Slim Sallee.

especially hard against the Giants and in a majority of cases he has brought home victories. Shortly after the beginning of the. season Sallee was out of form, but for two months now he has been working in wonderful form.

Must Have Been Football Official.

Umpire Smith of the Wisconsin-Illi-nois league has some queer ideas. After • substitute better for Madison in a game with Green Bay had hit safely, the umpire called him out because the substitution was not announced to him by the Madison manager. His act caused a near riot and a protest There is nothing in the rules which gives the umpire any such authority.

Cuban la Fired.

Manuel Cueto, another "phenom” from Havana, Cuba, has been released by the SL Louis Federal league club.

FIELDER JOKES WITH FEDS

Former Leader of Chicago White Sox « Signa to Manage St. Louis Team In Outlaw League.

The Federal league made a enstrike when It signed Fielder Jones, former Sox manager, to a contract to lead the St Louis Terriers. Jones* ability as a baseball leader is known throughout the country, and he Is accorded the title of being one of the best posted men connected with the game. He is a popular leader and the fans of the Mound City will have just reasons for being proud of his connection with their ball club. Jones, is known to have received a handsome salary, and It is said that he will also be given stock In the club. This was the bone of contention between Jones and Owner Comiskey while he was leading the Sox. Jones decided that he did not want to work for a salary and asked Comiskey to sell him minority stock In the South side elub. He was refused and immediately broke with organized ball. Jones always contended that a ball player deserved more independence, and he will have a chance to enjoy It with the third league. Jones was secured by the White Sox In 1901, jumping the Brooklyn Nationals during war times. He had been with the Dodgers since the fall of 1895, when drafted from the Springfield, Mass., club. He was with the Springfield club only part of that season, playing under Tom Burns. The latter picked up Jones after the Bing-

Fielder Jones.

hamton, N. Y., club had disbanded. Jimmy Callahan was pitching for Springfield at the time. When. Joifes reached the height of his career he was regarded as one of the greatest of all outfielders. As a batter he was ranked by some as a rival of Willie Keeler for scientific hitting. Jones was born at Shingle House, Pa., August 13, 1871. He started on his brilliant diamond car reer while a student at Alfred university.

Connolly's Diplomacy.

A Washington story Is to the following effect: “That Walter Johnson has exceptional stuff on his delivery this year was indicated by remarks of an extraordinary nature which Umpire Tom Connolly, who umpired behind the plate, made to Johnson recently. Walter was not exactly satisfied with some of Connolly’s decisions on balls and strikes, and after one inning he remarked to Connolly as he was going to the bench that he was missing on his decisions in some Instances, and Connolly replied: 'Well, maybe I am, Walter, but I never saw your balls perform In this manner. They are taking all sorts : of jumps and waves when they come toward the plate and they are awfully hard to judge, let alone to hit’ Walter, who never has been known to make a kick on an umpire’s decisions, made no reply, but smilingly to the bench.”

Baseball Encyclopedia.

Johnny Evers calls Johnny Corriden, shortstop of the Cubs, a “human baseball encyclopedia.” The Trojan, while managing the Cubs, found Corriden valuable for his fund of information concerning minor league players. "That boy has a wonderful mind,” declared Johnny to the writer recently. “He reads the baseball weeklies and follows the box scores and records of every minor league player in the business. When it comes to getting information about minor leaguers, Corrlden'ygU be found better than a dozen Card indexes. Mention any minor, league player in captivity, and Corridon will tell you what he is batting and what he was hitting two weeks or a month before.”

Indian Battery In Incubator.

Connie Mack has an Indian battery in the Incubator. If he ever gets to spring it he will have > battery unique in the majors, as the Indians are brothers. Connie’s young redskins are John and Joe Graves. Joe, eighteen, is a pitcher; John, twenty, is • catcher. They are fellow tribesmen of Chief Bender. Joe attracted Mack's attention while pitching for Brainard, Minn., where Joe Bush got his start

Mollwitz is Great Talker.

Borne chatty young men have broken into the National league this season, but none can approach the flow of small talk which is spilled by Mollwits, of the Reds, when he is on the field. He has O’Mara, of the Brooklyn*, beaten. He is wound up and never runs down.

• - -c- ' UNCLE HENRY so SCIENTISTS Jt// !Ji 1 Illi umll///llfl ' ' .JI * The Bcientletß keep right along a-diggtn* after trouble; Here’s <one who says this world’ll bust some day, just like a bubble; Another tells us that the sun is coolin’ off and shrinkin*; One of 'em claims some time there’ll be no water left for drinkin’. These things’ll come to pass about twelve million years from now, But what’s the use of settin’ down and frettin’, anyhow? I read somewhere, the other day, some ' chap had -got the notion That in four million years the land would all be in the ocean; The streams, he says, are washin’ down the country, slow but certain. Although as yit it’s purty hard to notice; where it’s hurtln’. They tell us what would happen if some planet hit the sun. But still the world runs on about the way It’s always run. As fur as I’m concerned, I can’t see any sense in frettin’ About a future dryin’ up or some furdistant wettln’; The scientists, it seems to me, are always busy seein’ All kinds of future trouble, but no two Of 'em agreein’. ' ■ z I wonder why they don’t let up—don’t git a . hunch somehow— And just pitch in and help to keep things runnln’ pleasant now.

Another Chance for Stage Realism.

Plays that exhibit the inner workings of institutions with which the public is not familiar are immensely popular at this time. Machine shops, newspaper composing-rooms, wireless telegraph offices and police department sweating processes have recently been staged with great success. ' Why doesn’t some playwright provide a. new thrill by furnishing a drama in which a real operation for appendicitis is performed on the stage? ‘

Friendly Advice.

“Author! Author!” yelled the people. "Listen,” said the young playwright. “Raise the curtain. I'll go out and make a speech.” “Don’t do it,” replied a stage hand who had a kind face. “The fellows that are yellin’ ‘Author 1 are settin’ in the front row and have heavy canes.”

NOT WITH MALICE.

humming any more popular songs around here I’ll discharge you." “All right. I won’t do it no more. I wouldn’t of done it this time, only me lips is sore and I can’t whistle."

Work.

"It seems to me that there can be no greater punishment than to be compelled to work when one does not feel able to work.” "It is hard. But would any work ever be done if people had to work only when they felt able to do so?"

The Suicide Club.

"Come, let’s go around and see how our Suicide club’s getting along.” "What do you mean? I didn’t know there was a suicide club In this town." “You didn’t know It? Why, man, we have one of the strongest football teams in the state.”

Poor.

The man who goes around telling other people that “if it hasn’t for the children” he wouldn’t submit to his wife’s nagging another day is a poor thing on which to waste pity.

Unimpressed.

"My father has bought my mother a new 32,500 electric runabout” "Oh, well, you needn’t try to make me feel jealous. My mother has learned to talk French.”

On the Shaky Ladder.

Many a man has spent the best years of his life climbing the ladder of fame only to have the thing tilt - over backward just as he grasped the last rung. ‘’ ■ •'i' ■£;

"Look here,* said the head of the firm, “I want to give you a pointer." "Yes, sir,” the office boy respectfully replied. 1 "If I hear you