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Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-04-22
The Latest in Movies

Japan for their honeymoon, where
the artists best friend is consul. They
are on shipboard preparing to return
when the lady's Scorned sutton locates
her He has a servant steal cloak
that has been given her by her hus-
bands friend, and She disliking to
admit her carelessness, tries to pur-
sue the thief, who leads her wild
chase through the town, landing her
finally in a trap. She struggles to
escape and throws a message out of
the window, which is taken to the
consul, who rescues her and sends
her out on the next ship.
This ship sails along into an ice
berg and sinks, while the lady clings
TO a rubber plant in the dining salon.
Her husbands ship has been called to
help by wireless, and it turns back.
1t is interesting to note how careful
the wireless operator is to seal up
the messages coming from the sinking
ship. The captain was obliged to
tumble several minutes to tear open
the envelope containing the message,
I'VE can last only thirty minutes
longer"
The lady is picked up by a Japan
csc boat instead of by the rescuing
ship, so her husband thinks she is
surely dead. He goes back to New
York closes his studio, and wanders
away to forget, leaving no trace of
his destination. The lady, after re-
covering from a severe illness, finally
goes back to New York, but can find
no trace of her husband. She does
find one of his pictures, though, in
an art shop and purchases it. One
day she returns to her room to find
Tie building on fire, and she risks
her life to rescue the picture, being
taken to a hospital to recover. Her
husband. who in the meantime has
returned to New York, CLEANS from
his morning paper the interesting fact
that a lady had risked her life to
save a painting by him and decides
to go TO the hospital to express his
appreciation to ner. He finds the
lady to be his wife, and so they are
united after. such a string of expe-
riences as few people survive.
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CITY ADVERTISEMENTS


IWelIth street and North Thirteenth street.
approved July 25. 1918. s'iee'-
Sald assessment comprises all lots. traot.
ana parcels OF land and real estate liable 10
pc assessed as aforesaid lying on both sides
- NORTH TWELFTH STREET.
from sixth avenue to Seventh avenue: on thu
north side of an w 'ne
., UNNAMED ALLEY.
street to North Thirteenth street I'm
ana nave tiled their report Of said a.
oeSsnlents Tor damages and benefits in fhe
olice OF the Clerk of the Circuit Court ~ a.
oouI.'S CT Essex, and that the Judge of sat-
S So mas liked Saturday. the twenfv-fiftb
n ,a Vi April 1914, at ten o'clock in the fore
uDom, III the Circuit Court room at the Court
az Io1se, IN the city of Newark. as the tims
~ pace OF nearing any objections that
may De made to the said assessments sias
Dated April 20. 1914
oo FRANK d. BRADNER
up -Ool City Attorney.
PUBLIC NOTICE is hereby given tha+ -
Iolowing proposed ordinances nssse, tne
see So ~ reading and were ordered to q thta
anu nhal reading at a meeting Of tha p .I,n1
OF street and Water commissionaeeo 6ppard
April 10th 1914: Sio"ers held
An ordinance to provide for the ch.,,,
Vi INC Wlatns OF the sidewalks on s
kENSINGTON PLACE
an ordinance to provide for The oh.,
" the width Of the sidewalks on 3iansins
FOUNTAIN PLACE
pra.,aar. =. c. f. KRAEMER
Sora,,, % the Board of Street and Wata,
Aprl7-st Acting Clerk of LIZ u...a
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MRS. RoMANNs SCENARIO"

-GsulsuHs
Mrs. Romano tackled art from mer-
cenary motives. She desired new
hat; her spouse, played by Dan
| Mason, objected on the score of eX-
pense. This inflamed Mrs. Romano
| eXcitable Latin temperament, from
! the tumuit of which she was rescued
| by seeing an advertisement, which
proclaimed the untold riches to be
garnered from writing moving picture
scenarios Immediately she perceived
herself inundated with new hats, and
then she fell to bordering on the
foundation for her dreams. Late that
night. after an engagement with
Morpheus, her plot came to her. She
thing on which to jot down her notes.
Selling on Mr.. Romana's stiffly
starched shirt bosom.
The next morning Mr.. Romano
oversight and hurried off to his office
without observing the state of his
shirt bosom. His partner did, how
ever, and made such fun of him that
he made haste TO discard it for a
fresh one, bestowing it upon the
scrub lady, Then unexpected events
began to happen. The scrub lady
gave it to her husband, who arrayed
himself in it proudly and went forth,
eyed detective, who observed such
suspicious phrases as 5000 Muir
Ger" Death and BLACK Hand"
marring the whiteness of the linen
eXpanse. Immediately the detective
thought he had captured a daring
desperate, and he took the protest.
ing man to police headquarters. Then
began the police problem of tracing
the shirt, and before long Mr. Ro-
1t l.. -
chief.
He was rescued from his unpleas-
ant situation by his wife, who ex-
planned that those mysterious words
had no meaning to anyone but her
self, and that they were only the
germs of moving picture scenario
instead of a Black Hand communica-
ton. Later, in their happy home, Mr..
Romano presented Mrs. Romano
with an armful of scratch paper.
suggesting that she use it for her
literary efforts
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LOST IN MID OCEAN"

y llhRfapil.
This is three-reel feature film
that heaps up more horrors on Il
lone woman's head than one would
expect twenty of even the strongest
feminine samples TO endure. She
must have had an adamant constitu-
ton to have withstood all the raw
ages of fate.
First, she is beautiful wealthy,
petted daughter, wooed by distin-
guished Japanese gentleman. Her
father then loses all of his money
and dies, and when she declines the
offered heart and hand of the Japan
csc sutton she rouses all of his orient
al hatred, so she is in the unhappy
situation of being poor and hopeless
and hated!
She sets out upon her weary way
to make a living by posing for an
artist. The artist falls in love with
her and they are married and go to
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"WHEN SORROW FADES"

This is a pretty wholesome little
picture of love and charity. Maud
likes to work among the Ioor, ami
becomes deeply interested in an old
couple. whom she tries to help BY
bringing them to the attention of
her wealthy fiance. He is selfish,
however. and not only refuses assist
ance but demands that Maud give
up her charitable work. There is
another man in love with Maud. a
newspaper editor. who has brought
the old people to her attention, and
she goes with him to visit them. Her
fiance follows and takes Maud away.
Maud and the editor make another
visit, and on this occasion are fol-
lowed again by the selfish man of
wealth. The two men meet outside
the house and engage in a desperate
fight. Maud comes out and separates
them, returning her engagement ring.
She and the editor then form n cor
poration, in which they devote part
of their time to helping the unfor-
tIIDatp
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Sounded Like Ii.

Mr.. Murray, irritable from long corf-
finement to a sick bed. cooked up his
ears and listened.
"Phats all that piano banging in
tn parlor?" he then demanded, glar-
ing at his wife.
"fTis our daughter Mary takin' her
first steps in piano playin',' rejoined
his wife.
Her first steps, Phat's she dom,
walking on the ?"-Public
I adp,ar
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One of Them.

\ certain millionaire did not APP
prove of foreign missions. One Sun
day at church. when the collection
was being taken up for these mis-
sions, the collector approached and
held out the collection box. The mil
lionaire shook his head.
pered.
Then take something out of the
bag. sir" whispered the collector.
The money is for the heathen Elk
change
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When Women Vote.

Church, see Chicagoans are agi-
tating for a new city charter.
Gotham-Sure thing. You see the
women are voting out there now and
they think the charter should have
q few frills and flounces on it.-Yonk-
ers Statesman
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NEWARK THEATRES

THE NEWARK-"Along
in
t . p m.
EXPERIMENTATION " matinee
4noCToR $ Vaudeville moving pictures
1
LfRIC-Movng pictures Continuous from 1890 II m.
'front.' to
an
Natnes amateurs. Thur
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N. Y. Concerts

Booth Theatre lecture re.
oital. Mrs. Roger Watts and Trio de
Lutece 3 p. m, Aeolian Hall, Joint re-
- citnl, Nstella Neuhaus, pianist, and j.
II. clifford, reciter. ia y. m, Aeolan
Hall, Joint recital, Ethel Leginska,
pianist, and Marie Caslova. yiollnist
THuRSDAY-S:1 p. m, Aeolian Hall.
song recital, Helene Koelling, soprano.
SATURDAY-S:1 p. M, Carnegie Hall,
George Schumann's Ruth" Oratorio
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1914-10-10

room. "Well, tradition says that one
Of the old barons buried a vast treasure
in the cellar Of this"
"stopl" l commanded, shaking my
head. "Haven't just said that l
don't want to talk about literature9
Buried treasure is the very worst form
Of literature"
every well," she said Indignantly.
"You will be sorry when you hear I've
dug it up and made off with it. ="
/ pricked up my ears, This made
difference "Are you going to hunt for
it yourself1"
"I am" she said resolutely.
"In those dark, dank, grewsome eel
lars9"
Certainly"
"Alone7"
"If necessary" she said, looking at
me over the edge Of tho coffee cup.
"Tell me all about it, )" said /.
ooh, we sha mt find it, Of course, "
said she calmly. made note Of the
pronoun. "They've been searching for
IL for two centuries without success,
My-that is, Mr. Pless has spent days
down there, He is very hard-up, you
know It would come in very handy for
him. -
/ glowered. "I'm glad he's gone, I
don I like the idea Of his looking for
treasures in my castle.
She gave me n smilo for that.
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CHAPTER X.


THAT NIGHT / dreamed Of going
down, down, down into the bowels
Of tho earth after buried treasure,
and finding at the end Of my hours
Of travel the countess mother sitting
in bleak splendor on chest Of gold
with her feet drawn up and surround.
ed by an audience Of spiders.
For an hour or more after leaving
tho enchanted rooms near the roof, l
lounged in my study, persistently at
tentivo TO the portrait Of Ludwig the
Red, with my ears straining for sounds
from the other side Of the secret panels.
Alasl those panels wefo many cubits
thick and as staunch as the sides Of a
battleship. But there was q vast sat
iafaction in knowing that she was thorc,
asleep perhaps, with her brown head
pillowed close to the wall but littlo
more than nm arm 8 length from the
crimson waistcoat Of Ludwig the Red
for he sat rather low like q Chinese
god and supported his waistcoat with
bis knees. A gross, forbidding chap was
hol Tho story was told Of him that
ho could quaff n flagon Of alo at
single gulp. Looking at his portrait,
one could not help thinking what n
pitfully infinitosimal thing flagon
Of ale 10 after all.
Morning came and with sullon do.
termination TO got down TO work on my
long neglected novel. ! went down TO
breakfast. Everything about tho place
looked bleak and dreary and az gray
as granite tombstone. Hawkes., who
but twelve hours before had seemed the
embodiment Of lfo in It's most resilient
form, now appeared as drab nemesis
with wooden legs and a frozen loer. My
coffee was bitter, the peaches were like
sponros, tho bacon and rolls Of uni.
form soggincss and the eggs Of q
strange livorish hue. | sat there alone,
gloomy and depressed, contrasting the
hateful sunshine with tho soft, witch.
ing rcfulgcnce Of twenty.four candles
and the light that lies in a woman .
eyes.
"A fine morning, sir, 4" said Hawkes.
In a voice that seemed to come from
the grave II was tho first tlmc | had
ever heard him speak so dolorously Of
the morning. Ordinarily he was a pleas.
ant voiced fellow.
tf1s 10" said I, and my voice sound.
cd gloomior than his ] was not sure
Of Il, but IL seemed TO mo that he
made O movement with his hand as II
about to put II to his lips. Seeing that
| 1 was regarding him rather fixedly, he
allowed Il 10 remain suspended a littlc
above his hip, quito on a limo with the
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have been doing him an injustice. He
couldn't have had anything disre-
spectful in mind.
"Send Mr.. Poopendyke to me,
Hawkes., Immediately after I've fin
ished my breakfast.
every good, sir. Oh, I beg pardon,
sir. 1 am forgetting, Mr.. Poopendyke is
out. He asked me to tell you he
wouldn u return before eleven"
"Outl What business has he to be
out3"
"Well, sir, I mean to say, he's not
precisely out, and he isn't just what
one would call in, He is up in the
aheml--the east wing, sir, taking down
some correspondence for the-for the
lady, sir"
arose to the occasion. "Quite so,
quite So 1 had forgotten the appoint
ment."
eyes, sir, thought you had. "
"Aheml 1 daresay Britton will do
quite as well. Tell him to-"
"Brtton, sir, has gone over to the
city for the newspapers, You forget
that he goes every morning as soon as
h6 has had his"
eyes, yes Certainly" / said
hastily. "Tho papers, Ha, hal Quite
right"
1t was news to me, but II wouldn 7
do TO let him know il. The countess
read the papers, l did not. I stead
fastly persisted in ignoring the Paris
edition Of the New York Herald for
fear that the delightful mystery might
disintegrate, so to speak, before my
eyes, or become the commonplace sean.
dal that all the world was enjoying,
AS it stood now, had IL all to my
self-that is TO say, the mystery. Mr..
Poopendykc reads aloud the baseball
scores to me, and nothing else.
1t was nearly twelve when my sec
retary reported to me on this particu'
lar morning, and he seemed a triflc
hazy as TO the results Of the games
After he had mumbled something about
rain or wet grounds, coldly onquiredi
"Mr. Poopondyke, are you employed
by me or by that woman upstairsi" |
would mover have spoken Of her as
"that woman" believe me, IL 1 had
not been in a state Of irritation
He looked positively stunned, "srl'
he gasped.
/ did not repeat the question, but
managed to demand rather fiorcely;
"Aro you9"
"Tho countess had got dreadfully
behind with her work, sir, and
thought you woudn mind II helped
her out n bit, " he explained norvously,
"Worki What work."
"'1Ior diary sir, She is keeping a
diary"
"Tndood"
at 10 very interesting, Mr.. Smart,
Rather boatg any novel 'vo read late.
ly. Wo-wo'vo brought II quito up to
date. | wrote at least thrco pages about
the dinner last night II ! am TO be.
love what sho puts into her diary, II
must have been n dolghtful occasion,
as the newspapers would say"
/ was somewhat Modified, "What
did she have TO say about IL, Frodf'
/ asked. II always pleased him TO be
called Frod
"That would DO betraying conf.
dencc, " said he. "f will say this much,
hbwcvori think ] wrote your name
fifty times or more in connection with
lit."
"Rubbishln said l.
"Not at alll" said he, with agree
able spirit,
A sudden chill came over me. "she
ne figuring on having II published,
IL shoin
"1 can't say an 70 that" was bis
disquicting reply. at want any Of
my business, 30 / didn't ask. "
ooh, said ], ~ see. -
~ think Il Is safe TO assume how
ever, that II Ia not meant for publica
tiou,o said he, at strikes me as be-
ing Bit too personal There 'rc part
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HOME AND FARM MAGAZINE SECTION SERIAL.
A Fool and His Money
SYNOPSIS or PREVIOUS NsTAILMENTs.
By
Geo. Barr
McCutcheon

II
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10 his utter -amazement, the card

To his utter amazement. the card bore his cousins name.
 All doubt and uncertainty respect ing the ownership of the purse were now removed: he knew it to be his cousins. He had known it. he ad- mitted freely to himself. from the in- stant Flint laid 1t in his hand
 One thought alone clung persistent ly in his mind: Paige was in England, and here was her purse in New York. lt might have left her possession only within the hour too; the faint. sweet perfume was SO much an intimate part of herself. SO typical of her ex- quisite femininity, of her individual. ity, that her presence here in the room with him was almost certainly indicated
 No wonder that he was dumfound- ed. No wonder that he remained star ing blankly at the glittering object until the detectives voice aroused him
 "Mr. Van Vechten," said Mir. Flint. do you know where Miss Paige Ca rev is2"
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Co me-. the repeaiad 1 know mat what am doing ls for Che best. not only for you. but for us Goo. Pray don't think am going Co an this irou. ble solely for you"
 "l did think so. Tom said in a gloomy tone. Look here. if I'm not sure that everything will be an right with you, I'm not going to budge a step"
 In her exasperation his guide gave his hand a vigorous jerk.
 Mercy goodnessl" he heard her ex- claim. Did anybody ever see such an
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This intelligence alarmed its recip- lent but he did not show it. He mere ly suggested, suavely: London. as you are aware. is not all England In truth. it is no part Of England at all to anybody seeking quiet and rest" |"
 True enough. But it is the cen tral information bureau when it comes Co cleaning news about anybody that is anybody, wherever they may be in the United Kingdom-or out of it, for that matter"
 Mir. Jenkins laugh was of nature to disarm resentment and invite con fldences.
 Come. Mr. Van Vechten," he con- tinucd brightly. you can be franker with me and not bring about any dis astrous results-cant you? You will if you pause to consider my point Of view. Here it is.
 Miss Carew's social position is the very highest; she is distinguished figure not only in New York, but her beauty and charm and talent-her genius, l might say--have been her aided all over the country. For a week or more cableRrams were fred in tO the papers dilating upon her brilliant performances as a musician. Next it is announced that she is to come home shortly-an event even for New York. And then-dead silence. When society-the public-has such a keen but respectful interest in her. it's not fair for her to hide herself away.
 Don't you think" he concluded by asking that you ought to tell me where she is?"
 "I am sorry said Rudolph, that am not in position to accommodate you, but must respect Mise Carew's desire for seclusion' He spoke trine stimy, which was not his habit at all, and felt decidedly uncomfort- able.
 Then came the one dreaded query:
 Do you know where she is?"
 He was nettled.
 Really he returned, you appear to be attaching undue importance to a very commonplace situation-indeed without any warrant whatever, l as- sure you. Regardless Of my cousins position, she is as much entitled to privacy as anybody else. ] repeat that l respect her desires. and must insist that you do so too"
 Jenkins pressed him no further. The cab had now arrived opposite Washington Place, and the reporter asked to be dropped.
 When he was once more alone. Van Ve1hten was annoyed at the extent to which the interview had disturbed him; a feeling which he sought to relieve by mentally upbraiding his cousin and promising himself ample revenge in the days to come.
 Wait till ] see her." he assured himself, if l don't give her a pleas ant quarter of an houri Paige has a devil of a temper and l can make it hurt"
 However, or his arrival at the Pow. hatan he was to be still further dis turbed. He found Mr. Flint waiting for him, who, as soon as he entered the lounging-room, drew him of into a corner.
 The detective produced from his pocket a gold-mash purse, whica he handed to Van Vechten.
 Did you ever see that before?" he quietly asked.
 It looked very familiar, very like one he had given Paige her fast birth day But there were thousands of similar purses. and the circumstance signihed nothing.
 "Open it, said Nr. Flint
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WOULD MAKE ENGLAND
 OFFICIALS PAY SMALLER.

LONDON. Nov. 24-J. F. P Raw linson, Unionist member of parlia- meut intends to present a resolution providing that salaries of members Of parliament be discontinued and sal. aries of ministers reduced to the ha- sis of 1905. The action is proposed in view Of a drain of the finances of the country.
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aggravating man. When explain what I have done. that will be the end of it. Now come on"
 "Truly?"
 "Honor bright Step carefully"
 And SO, with infinite caution. and without attracting the attention of any of the household, Tom was led down the stairs-eyery step being indicated by a single hand-squeeze-and out in- to the night Presently he divined that he was being guided round in circle, but made no protest Neither spoke until the girl halted
 Now. then, Mir Phinney, listen to your final instructions.' she said in a low voice-no longer a whisper. but the same maryelously sweet voice that had charmed him earlier in the evening.
 You are in the middle Of the road that leads to Rocky Cove, and facing the town. You are to stand here and count one hundred, slowly, then you may remove the handkerchief from your eyes. Bear in mind that you are to count slowly, and that you are not Co try to follow me. Have l your promise?"
 The conditions are hard" returned Tom. If am willing to agree, surely l am entitled to some slight considera. tion in return?'
 "Well?"-impatiently You must hurry"
 Said Tom: Promise me that I can see you some time"
 Said the girl: Why in the world do you want me to promise that?"
 Because" said Tom warmly, you are the girl have been looking for all my life-the One Girl"
 How ridiculous, she coolly inter. rupted You don't know me. If you were to meet me tomorrow-any- where-you wouldn't know that I am L'
 I would Tom stouty protested, anywhere. l would know you among a million. Tell me that I can see you soon"
 There was a long moment of si. fence, during which Tom waited eager ly for her next words; but when at last they came they were spoken so gravely, and were weighted with such note of sadness, that he was startled.
 Mir Phinney," she said, you may discover who l am much sooner than you can possibly expect. But you will not want to know me then; conditions will be such that people will shun rather than seek my acquaintance. You will regret even this distant meeting in the dark"
 Never. If you talk that way I'll rip this rag right now"
 "l know you will not do that'-what delectable notes cooed and sang in her voice when she talked like this not until you have counted a hun. dred."
 You're a Witch" he declared ve- hemently and was rewarded with a little rippling laugh that confirmed the opinion.
 Am ]? Then l cannot be beautiful. for witches are old and ugly. But you have been very good to trust me 80 implicitly. Here is my hand once more. Good-by Let me hear you be- gin to count"
 And Tom, standing blindfolded in the moonlight, raised to his lips the hand of the girl he had never seen. with all the gallant courtesy of a me. dieval knight paying homage to his lady. There was a reverence in the act that held the little hand captive in his own.
 Tom began to count in a low mono ] tone. He had all at once grown very graye, and his tall, erect figure had ! taken on a new dignity that 1t had never before known; forhis mind and heart were, for the first time in his | aimless life, set upon a high pur- pose.
 (To Be Couunued). WOULD MAKE ENGLAND
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The young man obeyed mechanic ally. His nostrils were assailed by a delicate, familiar fragrance; still no was not consciously apprehensiye He perceived a pair of gloves, a small gold vanity-box, a few hairpins and an old-fashioned silver card-case He viewed this latter with a shock of surprise; next instant he had 1t open and one of the cards in his hand.