The Washington herald., 1916-03-13

SUBJECT are somewhat monotonous.
Qulnneys' was only three acts, and
was preceded by a brilliant original little
piece or work, Five Birds In a Cage"
ny gertrude Jennings, who has inherited
from her American mother decided dra-
matte talent Mrs. Jennings was leading
lady at Wallack's theater in the sixties
When young. beautiful, a popular favor
lte' and In the zenith of her career she
married Louis Jennings, at that time edi-
tor OF the New York Times. and. DOS
sessing intrepid courage, he exposed at
the risk of his life the Vaccinations Of
Iammany. An Englishman born, he
never became a naturalized American.
ana later returned to England, ran for
parliament, was elected, made his mark
In the House of Commons, and became
trusted friend of Lord Randolph
churchill, who had a great respect for
his POLITICAL acumen.
MIS-. Jennings is living contradiction
OF The theory that a woman once sue
cessful on the stage ever after restlessly
longs for its triumphs. She made a most
devoted wife. and became the mother of
eIshI children, six daughters and two
sons. Mr.. Jennings left no fortune. but
so sweet and true and feminine woman
was at once befriended. James Gordon
Bennett gave her London letter for the
PaHs edition of the New York Herald,
A very rich young manufacturer from
the MldIands met her eldest daughter, a
fresh. rOund-faCed young beauty scarcely
OUT or her teens. married her. and as a
wedding present to his wife settled ten
thousand pounds on his sympathetic and
sui beautiful mother-ln-law Her chill
ufen grew up, and from the modest little
IMAM the daughters Of mothers presented
at court and gIven ali the advantages of
society and wealth. One second. lovely
daughter, inheriting her mothers beauty.
Is Lady Richie, another VIII be Lady
Herbert Leon. another is tho Wife of a
colonel commanding forces at the front
Gertrude has become a wen-known writer.
The eldest son is an editor and the Young
est Is In a bank, ana they all adore their
mother, who IS sti1 the. most attractive
and charming member OF the family.
Mrs. Belloc LOwndes, a pretty, lit
tie, satin skinned, roly-poly, popular
sympathetic woman, wrote the novel
or Who Is He%' and FORAGE Annes-
ley Nacheli very freely" adapted it.
Henry Ainley made a success as an &C.
centric but lovable young lord, and
Irene Browne, as a seductive TYNE
writer, looked charmingIy pretty but
she lacks the real beauty of Marie
Hemingway, who played Posy in
"Quinney's." If II wasn't for the war
and the public being Immersed in the
anxious and burning quo stions OF the
hour that young woman, with her de-
licious English face. irresistible smile
clear, blue eyes and nut-brown hair
would develop into a professional
beauty. But this is not the time for
beauty and its innings Yes, she's
lovely" and even men, after this scant
tribute, turn aside TO discuss the latest
war news. The picture Of a goddess
side by side with a war bulletin in a
shop window would not distract the
crowd from greedily reading news of
victory or a defeat
Capacity, sympathy. efficiency, cour-
age and cheerfulness at the moment
are beauty's rivals. Men. even the
strongest OF them. when they come to
say goodbye. need the hand of a com
rade to speed them on their way. 1t
is no time for the vine and the oak
Men and women stand shoulder to
shoulder n this great conflict, and
of the two women work the hardest
and make the greatest sacrifices A
sewing woman came to do an after
moons work for me yesterday. Her
face was quite Colorless the sort Of
white that comes from a heart so
heavy that 1t blanches the blood.
ooh. yes, madam" she said, I'm quite
we'll but today week my youngest boy
goes to the trenches My oldest bows
been in France ton months. That's been
bad enough, but my youngest from the
time he was born has been INV comfort
He's made up to me for everything. bad
times-and I've had many OF then-and
sorrow. I've lost my husband and a
grown daughter. but he was ALWAYS so
cheerful that he hucked me up And
he's got such a true heart. He could
have been spoiled, for no lady ever had
handsomer son. He stands six feet
carries himself well and has blue ewes
that look so straight at you. You know
you can trust him. And though mes
such lOvin' mothers boy he learned
me to dance the tango and the bunny
hug and said he'd rather dance with me
than any g:rl in London. He's a man if
ever there was one. He thinks for him
self, madam, and what he saws goes
Though barely twenty. he helps take
care of me and his two younger sisters
When he said: I'm going to Join the
Scotch Fusiliers, mother I never said a
word That minute l knew he was as
good as gone to the war. try not to
think of how I'll feel when he's once
away. I work every minute that I can,
and God knows how tender he's been
to me in these last few weeks, irving
to make me eat and jollying me up
This is his badge, madam. It's rather
large. but I want one like what he wears,
and he gave me this. Perhaps 1 ought
not to bother you with my affairs, ma
dame, but I feel you are a lady I can
talk to-
- am a woman I said. with great
sympathy for all you war mothers
III bring my sons photograph with
me the next time 1 come, madam, then
you can see what a fine-looking laddie
he really Is"
Ny first effort 10 make convalescent
wounded soldiers laugh has brought me
requests from other hospitals for darby
stories. Yesterday I formed part of a
programme at the BromptOn hospital
for Consumptives A large number were
mere boys They were part of an ap-
preCiative audience who were well enough
to leave the ward and occupy seats in
the little theater. There is a good-sized