Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 19, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 22 January 1915 — Page 2

The Governor’s Lady A Novelization of Alice Bradley's Play

By GERTRUDE STEVENSON

Ulustratioos from Photographs of the Stage Production

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B CHAPTER Xl—Continued. "I came out here today to remonstrata with you for living In this house," Slade blurted out, after a pause, “huts —I’ve sort of changed my mind,** and he reached for the pickle jar. ‘These pickles fairly make my mouth water. They’re very good." he went on, appreciatively. “Well, what’s changed you?" Mary refused to be diverted by the subject of dinner at noon or the all-impor-tant matter of pickles. "You know I'm kind of glad to see the place again, and you know, I like this stew,” and he proceeded to busy himself with the matter of eating—anything to gain time under Mary’s merciless, persistent questioning. "Have a biscuit,” suggested Mary’, “and —tell me why you came out here.” . Z;. . Slade looked longingly toward the window, as if he expected to find an Inspiration for a suitable answer there "Why, the old rosebush out there yet, holding the fort!” he exclaimed. "I must have a look at it,” and leaving his dinner, he went over to the window. Mary hurriedly refilled his plate with stew the moment his back was turned. "I declare!" He was still enthusing over the rosebush. “Quite a bush!” He was beginning to feel more at ease. He had the satisfied feeling that oomea to every man when his stomach is full. He felt very benign toward Mary, even toward Katherine and Hayee. . _ TH tell you what I am going to do, Mary,” he began. “You like this house —always did. Well, you can stay here. I won't oppose It There’s nothing In the world you want I wouldn't give * yon—nothing. Now, what can I do for you? What can Mary shook her head and laughed quietly. "Why, Mary!” Slade was distressed at having his patronizing advances treated in such a manner. “Oh. Dan. Dan!” Mary laughed, mockingly, unable longer to conceal her feelings. Slade realized in an instant that Mary knew everything. “Well, I’ll toll you one thing!” he blurted out “I never cared a button for that girl—if that’s what you mean! X swear I didn’t!" "Who said you did, Dan?” Mary's manner was provoklngly calm. 71 never did! I’m not that klndxif a. man, and you know it,” he protested. "Who’s accusing you? I never mentioned her name. But, Dan, she’s very young and very pretty, and I don’t blame you as long as you were going to try another wife. You might as well have had one who was young and pretty." Slade pooh-poohed vigorously. “I hope the next one you get will be just as pretty, for your sake.” “There isn’t going to be a next one," protested Slade, after the manner of all men. “Oh, yes there is; you’ve got the Idea now. The mere fact that you miawM this time will keep you at IL" “I’ve got enough." Slade saw that frankness was the only way out of ft. "I'm not going to make a devilish fool of myself again." , “Don’t let * our coffee get cold,” reminded Mary, tantalisingly. “Now, Dan, you wanted me to go away, and I wilt I’ve made up my mind.” "But I don’t want you to go away," Slade remonstrated. "We can arrange everything right here and now. This determination of yours Is pretty sudden, Isn’t ItT* "Not as sudden as your change of mind when you first came Into this room today.” "Well, where are you going?" “Oh, I don’t know,” Mary replied, indifferently. "What does become of divorced women?" “Now, Mary, don’t talk like that; It ain’t natural from you.” This time Slade was doing the pleading. "You can’t go off alone like this.” “Oh, can’t I? I could a week ago, or an hour ago. Why can’t I now? I can’t wait to pack my things.” Slade gazed at his wife in amazement If the patient rug on which he had thoughtlessly trampled so long had suddenly been transformed into snarling animal, Slade could not have been any more surprised. "Why, Mary, see here," he began, then stopped. “Oh, h —t what’s the use? You meet me half way In the way I want to live, and you’d better come home. Well open the house tn town again, and we’ll make the best of tilings. There! We’ll make the best of things." "How can we?" argued Mary. "If I was old-fashioned and behind the times and held you back a week ago, why wouldn’t I now? Try as hard as I might, you said I couldn’t help you. I'm just the same today as I was a week ago. I haven’t changed a ML I’m just the plain little dud I always was. What’s true Monday is true Tuesday. We can’t get back to where we were once” "You*, meet me 1»K my part." Dan had never known her

A Novelization of Alice Bradley's Play

to be obstinate like this before. Usually his slightest wish had been her keenest desire. "Dan, you wanted that divorce?" The i question was ominous, but Slade had to admit the point "Well, you’re going to get it!" "But I don’t want it now." "You’re going to have it, Dan Slade;” and Mary’s mouth set like a steel trap. "You’re going to have it if I have to get it myself!” “What do you want with a divorce when I’m willing to give in?" stormed Slade, losing his patience. “How long have you been willing to give in, Dan? What did you come out here for?” She paused, but he did not answer. “You came to force me out of this house. Don’t tell me you didn’t, because I know. And I know why you didn’t do IL You came In here and suddenly you got a look at that girl and me! And It staggered you! For once, something swept you off your feet! You knew then that I’d found it all ouL You knew I knew everything. And now you've been thrown over by that girl. She's thrown you over! Between the two of us —you’re caught. And that’s the real reason that you’re not standing here shaking your finger in my face and telling me to go out, to get out, to go." Mary stopped for breath, and walked up and down the room before she proceeded with her bitter denunciation. "And the worst of It Is that after the girl’s gone you actually ask me to take yer back- —to take yer back — just as they all do. It’s another man ‘come home to mother.’ W-ell, here’s one woman that's not going to ’take her husband back!’ No, sir! If you pushed me aside for ambitlon,F might think It over, but you’ve pushed me aside for that girl’s twentyseven years of prettiness,” and she pointed an accusing finger at the door through which Katherine Strickland had gone hand-in-hand with her sweetheart "That’s what you’ve done —for twen-ty-seven years of youth, for. twentyseven years of figure and eyes and freshness and all the rest of It You put me aside for a younger woman” — the very utterance almost lost Mary her courage, but she kept on. "You put me aside for a younger woman. Now, no matter what you do, you can't get me back!" “Now, Mary,” Slade begged, beginning to feel that he was losing everything worth while. "I take off my ring,” Mary continued, Ignoring his Interruption. "Now It’s ended,” she finished as she laid the ring on the table. Slade strode up to her in the manner which had kept her subdued all the 30 years of their married life. 4 ‘You put that ring on again,” he commanded. "It’s yours! You put that ring on.” “No, sir! It’s off for good.” For the first time Mary’s attitude was one of stubborn temper. She was enjoying complete mastery for the first time in her life. _ "Wild horses couldn’t have got It off yesterday—l thought It was part of my nature! But now, now I’m going to ask you to go. I’ve got work to do. I’m closing the house. I’m closing it for good—forever.” Mary had said all she had to say. Now that her mind was made up, it was characteristic of her to turn to action. She started hurriedly and noisily to clear up the table, scraping the plates and piling them up ready to carry Into the kitchen. "For God’s sake, Mary, don’t!” protested Slade, too bewildered to know what to do or say. Z “Go along," urged Mary, as she put the sugar bowl in its place on the sideboard. “Mary, if you persist in this, I’ll go back and I’ll smash that house in town —I’ll smash it to pieces,” he threatened. "I’ll sell IL I’ll give it away—break it up! That’s what made all this trouble! You know that! Trying to live up to that d —d house. You told me not to build it, and this is what I get for IL" “Go back and smash IL You’ve smashed other things that hurt me worse.” “Mary, you’re not going to turn me out of this house where we’ve lived so long together?" "You’ve turned, yourself out Go, now." Mary’s wrath gathered force as she repeated her command. “Ah. come now, Mary— ’’ ' "You go,” warned Mary, "before I say something I’ll regret.” She was scarcely hearing what Slade was saying now —her ears were full of the things he had* said to her in her own home,, and that .night in Senator Strickland’s library. "Mary!” The one word was full of protest and a plea for forgiveness. “Go before I say it!" It was all Mary csuld do to speak quietly. "Mary!" again the word spoke volumes. “No use,” she replied, as she picked up a pile of dishes. “You pushed me aside for a younger woman, and now you go,” and with both hands full of dishes she kicked the kitchen door open with ansayr»foataafr proceeded to busy herself at the sink.

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“Mary! See here!** he called. There was no reply. He walked absently to the sugar bowl selected a lump of sugar and started to eat IL brushing one hand with the other, and then, still absentminded, ignored the napkin within easy reach and wiped his fingers down the front of his coat It was the old Dan Slade, a reversion to type. ' Then he quietly picked up his hat and gloves and coat Mary heard him going, and came back into the room. “Dan,” she said as she stretched out her hand to him. “I can’t hate you—l just can’t We’re going to say good-by like two old friends.” He took her hand eagerly and held IL After a moment she pulled it away and resumed picking up the dinner things. Slade looked at her longingly for a moment, then quietly opened the door and was gone.

CHAPTER XII. New York was knee deep in a blizzard that had been raging all day. Sleet and snow swept and eddied iii blustering gales at every street corner. Taxicabs and motors plowed their way along, their occupants bundled up to their eyes in wraps and furs. The few pedestrians breasting the bitter east wind felt the cold to their very marrow. With their shoulders hunched and their heads bent forward, they hurried along under the lee of the buildings, envying the fortunates who could afford the shelter of a cab. One woman struggled bravely to keep her umbrella up until she came to the bright lights of a cheap restaurant where, out of breath and covered^with snow, she closed the unwieldy and Inadequate protection and went In. In her long fur coat and her trim hat covered by a soft gray veil, she seemed out of place as she made her way to an empty table All around her were shabby figures, chorus girls having some toast and cocoa after the show, a pair of redfaced chauffeurs, and all the other typical patrons of the griddle-cake restaurant. Laying aside her wraps and putting her umbrella against the table, mindful of the numerous signs which betrayed the fact that the management was not responsible for lost articles, she ordered a cup of coffee and some crackers and milk. "Talk about your western blizzards!” exclaimed one of the chauffeurs. ”If this Is a sample of your eastern weather I’ll stick to my job with Governor Slade and you can keep your job with Governor Sulzer.” “Why didn’t you go Into the hall and listen to your boss talk?” asked his companion. "Say, did you ever hear the same speech over and over? It’s a great speech, but hearing It ever since we left home —” the pause was signlficanL “Do you go everywhere with your boss?’** "You beL” answered the other, “but this is the first time we’ve been EasL” . "Say, they call your old man thejdlvofiSSl’ governor, don’t they ?" queried Sulzer’s man. "Yep.” Slade’s chauffeur lapsed monosyllabic. "Great note —a man runnin’ for office and being divorced at the same time,” came the commenL "But he got elected just the same. Governor Sulzer said he was all right when he put our car at his disposal.” "But you noticed my bld man wanted me on the box, too?” chuckled the other. “When I’m not drlvin’ I’m along jest the same.” “What do you do?” "Oh, answer questions mostly. He’s a great responsibility—a governor is —I have to keep my eye on him.” "Why? Did they ever try to assassinate him?” “Nope! Nearest they came to it was takln* him through Central park on your New York pavements. But they did present him with a baby catamount in Carson City. I had to receive IL” "What did Mrs. §lade do?” Sulzer’s man was patently more interested in the divorce than any other matter connected with Governor Slade. “Was she a high-stepper?" "Naw,” came the disgusted reply. “Well, what’d he do then that they got divorced. “Say, are you looking for trouble? Where I come from they don’t criticize my old man. He runs things out there. I’ve had enough of this ‘divorced governor* business. I don’t know whose fault it is. She wanted it and he didn’L and she got it! When a woman knows what she wants," and he banged his fist down on the table, "she’s going to get it! Now, shut up and have another cup of coffee” (TO BE

Censor Bans Costly Film.

G. A Redford, the British censor of films, who was formerly censor of plays, has banned the cinema version of Laurence Cowen’s drama, “The World, the Flesh and the DevlL” The fifin cost $50,000 to produce and hundreds of'Contracts have been made for its exhibition in London and the provinces, while foreign rights have been secured for the film to be shown on the continent, in America, India, and even as far away as Siam and Japan. Redford allowed the” production of the play, but held that a scene depicting a young girl’s betrayal was objectionable in the film.

No Wonder.

"My wife is crazy about becoming a moving-picture actress." “Why?" ■ ___ .. -’'Because somA of the pictures now talk.”— Judge.

SULLIVAN REGAINS POSSESSION OF BELT

John L. Sullivan, Former Heavyweight Champion.

r John I->- Sullivan, once heavyweight champion, has got back the belt that the citizens of Boston gave him back in 1883, soon after he had defeated Paddy Ryan and become champion of America. The belt has been in various hands, passing out of Sullivan’s when he became hard pressed for funds. Eventually he redeemed it and then let it go again. It has been in Chicago several times, and now goes back to the veteran gladiator and his partner, it is said, at a price of $4,000. The last man to get it from Sullivan was a New Yorker, who obtained it at a price of $2,000, it is said, with little chance of any redemption coming. Tom Donnolly of Chicago knew of its whereabouts and, after some dickering, is said to have obtained the belt at about the same figure. He bought it five years ago and prized it highly.

NO GRATITUDE IN BASEBALL

Criticism of Conn in Mack for Releasing Three Veteran Player* Not Based on Business Principles. There has been a good deal of comment in the papers recently about the alleged Ingratitude of Connie Mack in asking for releases on some of his old players. Such talk is common, ordinary nonsense. Connie Mack is engaged in a business which involves the investment of targe sums of money. He is an agent or trustee for capitalists and he has no right in that capacity to feel any gratitude or to have any personal feelings whatever except as those feelings square up with his business judgment and his duty to his stockholders. Baseball has gotten beyond the point where there is any sympathy in it in any way, shape or manner. It is a eold-bloOded business from start to finish and players and managers and even stockholders real-

Connie Mack.

ize, if they realize anything, that the more business that is applied to the running of baseball, the bigger the chances are for returns on money invested Connie Mack is placed where he is because he can return the stockholders dividends and dividends are the things which investors are after these days. If Tom, Dick or Harry, old war horses and heroes of many wonderful contests of bygone days, can no longer attract crowds or deliver goods they are no longer available as dividend paying investments and must be let out. < It may look like ingratitude on the part of Mack to ruthlessly set adrift these men, but gratitude as a business asset does not always return big dividends. In organized ball, Charley Comlskey is the only man,' perhaps, who can make gratitude pay.—Exchange.

Joe Higgins a Scout.

Joe Higgins, .New magnate, wiliscoutfor the Tigers among Gotham semiprps.l

He advised John L. that he had the prize, and lately Sullivan has evinced lively Interest in the trophy, and several months ago entered into negotiations for its return. Donnolly listened to the old-timer’s pleading, after much correspondence and the personal trip to Chicago of a close friend of Sullivan, who said John was willing to pay $4,000 to regain possession. It was at this figure, it is said, that the belt again changed hands and was returned to the original owner. ThfS belt, supposed to be emblematic of the world’s heavyweight championship, was presented to Sullivan over thirty years ago by the citizens of Boston, and the money to pay for it was obtained by public subscription, headed handsomely by some of the leading citizens of the Bay state metropolis.

PLANNING FOR POLO IN WEST

Scores of Riders Will Be Entered for Event at San Francisco—Makeup of Some Teams. * Polo players throughout the United States and those interested in the sport will in all likelihood see on the Pacific coast this winter one of the largest if not the largest tournaments that .have ever been held in this country. The games, which will be held under the auspices of the universal polo committee, have the sanction of the American Polo association, and on its executive committee are some of the leading polo men of this country. Competing teams will come from St. Louis, Chicago, Philadelphia, Boston, Long Island and Cooperstown, N. Y. There will also be one or more teams from Canada, Hawaii and Argentina. The crack team from Buenos Aires will bring its string of ponies, which, although smaller than those used by Americans, show much speed and handiness. Dwight F. Davis, the former tennis champion of America, will in all likelihood be the captain of the St Louis team; Fred McLaughlin will represent the Chicago team, and Malcolm Stevenson, twice a substitute player on the American international team against England, will captain the Cooperstown team, twice winners of the United States championship. Playing with Mr. Stevenson will be F. S. Vonstade, C. Perry Beadleston and Charles Carey Rumsey.

Roy Corhan Lauded.

Of Roy Corhan, the ’Frisco shortstop signed by St Louis, Scout Neal of the Philadelphia National club says: “Corhan is the nearest approach to Joe Tinker I have ever seen. He is rangy and wings the ball across the lot just like Tinker. Corhan has a wonderful arm—one of the strongest possible. I had the pleasure of seeing him in action in only one game, but that was enough to prove to my mind that the San Francisco player is of major league caliber.”

Admits Pitching Staff Weak.

Christy Mathewson admits the Giants* pitching staff was weak last summer, but is confident McGraw has the new blood to build it up. Big Six is counting on Rube Schauer and Ferd Sehupp, youngsters, to land regular jobs, and also makes room for Big Bill Ritter, a newcomer. -

Cost of Harvard’s Football.

Harvard's championship football eleven was produced last fall at a cost 500, the salary of Percy D. Haughton, head coach. ' -

BASEBALL

signed up Joe Dunn of the Atlanta team as manager. The Chicago Cubs ask waivers on 18 men, including one ball player. • • • The major league club owners seem determined to squeeze the cent out of sentiment Sunday baseball is tabooed in Baltimore by the court’s most recent interpretation of the law. < • • • Charley Frank, scout for the Naps, has signed up as nfanager of Little Rock in the Southern league, « ♦ • Control is a great thing in baseball; for Instance, Stallings if any manager can control Heine Zimmerman. • • • The Boston club has deserted the historic band box—now the fans will have room to breathe during a game. ♦ • * Shifting players is believed by Connie Mack to be a good thing for the game. The theory is new with him. McGraw is dead set against limiting the number of players. He always has favored a big crowd on the bench.

PUGILISM

Tom McCarey is to try his hand at the boxing game in New Orleans. • « « Ad Wolgast has recovered the use of his injured wing, and will soon be seen in the ring. , The Danes are going in for boxing, no doubt attracted by Bat Nelson’s career. Copenhagen sports have sent to America for an instructor. • ♦ • Another English fighter has coma to this country looking for Yankee dollars and glory. Young Cohen is the name he goes by in the ring and he is said to be a clever lightweight • * * Cincinnati’s boxing commission passed a -vote of thanks to two fighters for really fighting; which is about as strong a knock on the limited-round no-decision game as one can hand out.

HORSE RACING

Less than fifteen trotters won $5,000 or more on the Grand circuit in 1914. The Dorval Park Jockey club of Montreal, owing to the Var conditions, has extended the closing date for ita $20,000 international derby to February 15, 1915. * * ♦ According to the program of trotting events to be held on the grounds of the Panama-Pacific international exposition during the spring and fall meetings of 1915, a total of $235,950 will be distributed among the money-winning horses in 72 races. I ’ ' y .

FOOTBALL

For some’reason Dickinson players were completely ignored in the selection of all-American teams. * • * The leaders of that English battalion of football players need not fear their men will get offside much. « • * Kicking goal after touchdown seems to be about as satisfactory as the nodecision boxing match has proved to be. • • • Three hundred and eighty-seven University of Michigan students were actively engaged in football this fall, according to the faculty.

AQUATIC

Yale crews will row the University of Pennsylvania on the Schuylkill April 3, according to a recent university announcement. * ♦ ♦ The New York Rowing association added SI,OOO to its treasury for the next Decoration day regatta by a recent entertainment. • « • Penn and Yale varsity eights, coached by Vivian and Guy Nickalls, will row a match race over the Schuylkill river course on April 3, next

BILLIARDS

Mrs. Bertha King and Miss Martha Clearwater, claimants of the women’s pool title, are matched for a decision. * • « Sixteep-year-old Walter Lindrum, a brother of Fred Lindrum, the billiard champion of Australia, is a prodigy of "The cushion game. Walter lives in Melbourne and has been 1 playing since he was ten years old.

MISCELLANEOUS . Fred Booth, Cleveland, was elected captain Muskingum College hockey team. • * • The Chinese intend to send a team to the Panama-Pacific - exposition games next year. £ Checker players artHooklhg forward to the annual tournament to be held in Chicago January 11.