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“THE GOLDEN BED” By WALLACE IRWIN. Produced as a Paramount Picture by Ceclle B. DeMUIe From a Screen Adaptation by Jranle Macphersou. (Cocrrlaht. 1124) . . - ■ ... . ^ (Continued from Yesterday.) Inflamed with these tales. Admah peddled his first basket of candy around the car barn; he was acting on the instinct which brings flower girls to the casino at Monte Carlo— where money flows like water there is always a dole for the parasite. He found several of the reputed pirates singing popular songs and skylarking like young men everywhere, yuite obviously they had not shaken the money box that day, for nickels were scarce. One of them—a tall one with a pimple on the bridge of his Roman nose—bought a bag of peppermints, nibbled and exclaimed: “Say, buddy, what d’ya git them at?’’ "Ma makes 'em.” replied Admah. "You don't say!” The others of the band seemed in clined to mock, but when the boy was shuffling away the tall conductor stopped him with kind advice. "Look yuh, son. Don't y'ali make doughnuts up yo’ way? AA'e boys got a powful taste fer doughnuts.” Admah took the idea for what it was worth back to Ma Holtz, who grumbled and acted on it. I nder a revised program Jo sold doughnuts and small apple pies in the car-barn xone while Admah, wandering further afield, rode in the hob-taitod car every morning as far as the school dlXrlct downtown. Ma’s peppermints gained quick popularity at the High School. But business was always best at Miss Martlncastle’s School for A'oung La dies. At that great brick barrack, de voted to improving the daughters of Hie privileged class, there was more small change in circulation than at the humbler seats of learning. Miss Martlncastle, It Is true, set up bar riers between the salesman and the customer. Her tall iron fence was like a row of Javelins, forbidding in trusion. But Admah, strategical by nature, found a way around the wall of spears. He soon tired of slipping candy through the liars and being scolded by a watchful spinster. So he took to the back alley and made the acquaintance of Solomon, cross eyed heir of David, Miss Martincas tie’s colored Janitor. Solomon's dally commission was small; one slightly damaged bag of candy would do the ■work. And for this he would dart Into the alley with a handful of nickels and dimes, load himself with half of the Holtz supply and dart back to carry on a brisk smuggling trade with Miss Martlncastle's pupils. There was something Gipsy about tdmah's wonderings in those days. He went forth in the morning with -—--\ w New York --Day by Day L -- By O. O. M’lNTYRE New York, Dec. 16.—Al Joleon is one of those secret backer*— that all Broadway knows about 'of a zippy revue. He is said to have furnished the sizeable roll of *140.000 for the venture. Jolson who likes to gamble took a sporting chance and won. There is no financial risk so haz ardous as the musical revue. To compete with the Broadway gal axy in costumes and setting one *iust have a fortune and it may he wiped out in a single night’s puff of failure. This has happened time after time. One of 300 reviews produced on Broadway in the last four years above five have remained to have new editions the next season. It was interesting to watch Jolson on the opening night. He stood in an aisle on the extreme right side of the house. He has had too much experience not to know the spontaneity of ap plause. The show got away to a bad start. It stumbled for two scenes and an obscene joke met the chill of the arctic night. Jolson's face was a statue in chalk. Then one of those swings to favor took place/ Jolson relaxed. His collar and stiff shirt had wilted and from then on he moistened dry lips to smile. In the end they called him on the stage to receive the typical first night salvo. The danger of a show not show ing speed until late 4p the evening is that the critics to make first edi tions generally leave a revue short ly after 10. If it hasn't produced a wallop by that time, the reviews next day reflect it. And once those opinions are ex pressed they cannot be recalled nor can damage be repaired. Producers say reviews mean nothing and point to "Abie’s Irish Rosfe” as an example. That was merely a rare exception. Ninety-nine times out of 100 a universal slam by the critics kills a show. It is told of a West Virginian at tending a parly in New York. The hostess asked him if she could help him to some corn. He replied he was just dying for it and passed his glass. There is only one dime museum left In New York. It Is owned by Dame John Kodet, a Harlem char acter who was once a professional wrestler, a horse dealer and old mu seum employee. His museum Is In One Hundred Twenty-fifth street and is known as "Dame John Ko det's". The first museum in New York was opened at 33 William street about the year 1864 as the "Delaeoste Cabinet of National History.” It contained •‘uuarupods, birds, fishes. Insects, reptiles and natural productions cf Cayenne" and catered to the human love for animals. Bnrnurn opened the Scudder museum on lower Broadway In 1841. But the moat famous museum of all was the Kden Musce, the house of lifelike works which for more than thirty years attracted crowds to West Twonty third street. The "Chamber of Hor rors" was almost as well known as Broadway. One of the diversions of tho Broadway gold digger In Increase Ing the bank roll la called "Tho look out." Her building superintendent is In on the game. When she re turns with a heavy sugared c(,r,a after ’the play <»ha finds the key holes of her apartments have been plugged. Rage, tears and keen ern hnrrnssmen#. But tlie superinten dent Is adamant. She must pay. She has no money, ’rjr* hop pays. And the auperlntende gives her two thirds of the spoils In cash or np ttos it ou the rent. (CojortgM, . itzt ' a full basket and returned at night with an empty one. From a border farm where he had lived wild as a faun, or like some long-eared little fur-bearing creature of the hedges, he had been thrown into a civilization which was, to him. overpowering!? metropolitan. Gosh! There were nearly a hundred thou Hand people in that City! Most of them wore shoes every day. Some of the ladies' dresses looked ’s if they'd cost most twenty dollars! Maybe more. These persons were Ladles and Gentlemen, born to rule. The others were there to‘serve—if not that, to die or move awray. One afternoon at the hour of whist and chess Dr. Furniss, who had olti elated at the birth of Sallie Living stone Peake’s three children, sat sip ping his bourbon with Dr. Wiggin. the clergyman who had christened them. "I tell .you, Alec,” the clergyman Was rolling out in his best pulpit voice, "we can’t hold out forever. Some day the distillers and the brew ers will he marrying our daughters and coming into gentlemen's homes just like—” "Into the Satsuma Clan?" asked the doctor with an incredulous smile. “Satsuma what?” counter-ques tioned Dr. Wiggin. "You damn our society with a tine pagan name." “Why not?” At this the little doc tor rolled his big head on his short neck. “The South has always been pagan, sir. Henry, you old rascal, you’re just as pagan as ecclesiasti cal law will allow—” “Royal succession,” continued tin doctor, "Ij a matter of biology, the way about everything is. is. Sal sutna chiefs breed themselves out of existence. The cell gets borecf with easy living and decides to commit suicide. That’s what happened to Cato Livingstone." “He became a cell, you mean?" asked Dr. Wlggin, blinking his little elephant’s eyes. "No. He became a collection of bored cells. The brain cells went on strike and commanded Cato to wipe out the whole mess, themselves in cluded, with a forty-four bullet." “The newspapers called it a failure in tobacco,” said Dr. Wiggin. "Of course. De mortuls nil nisi— and you preached the sermon.” "I never thought Cato would come to that,” reflected Dr. Wiggin. "Wild blood mingled when his daughter married Garnett Peake.” "There was never any harm in Sally Livingstone," said Dr. Wlggin Indulgently. "There was a good deal of wear and tear to any neighborhood she lived in. Remember how she threw 'Sam Macmillan's engagement ring Into a vacant lot because Sam wouldn’t fight Jim Howard? The niggers have been digging in that lot now for ten years, trying to find that ring. And the day she was en gaged to Garnett Peake she rode her horse up the Court House steps—on a bet, of course. But It's a long flight of steps!" "Sam sent her a bucket of calf's brains as a wedding present," said Dr. Wiggin solemnly. "I always thought it a very poor Joke.” "Just another case of the weaken ing cell. In the old days Garnett would have called Sain out. The Snt sumas don't fight like they used to." "That's lucky,” reflected Dr. Wig gin. "Seems to me Sally's been lots quieter for several years.” “Children," said Dr. Furniss. "Seriously?” Dr. Wiggin. raised his heavy brows. • "Biologically. She married too young. That’s one of the grudges I hold against you, Henry; you lead these little girls from the cradle to the altar and expect me to repair the damage. Sally did surprisingly well with the first two, but the last one's given her trouble " "But that was five years ago. Let's see—I chriatenejl her in 1891." "Cato's death was a real shock to Sally. She was enough like the old man to care a lot for him. And the youngest baby—" "Let me see. There are three of ’em. aren’t there?" "You ought to know. They all go to your Sunday school." “1 remember that little red headed one—" "They’re all reddish haired like the Livingstones. Can't you remember what you sprinkled holy water on” But I know the one you mean. The little one. She'll be rldln' a pony up the City Hall steps before she’s twenty-one, or I'll never bet again." Dr. Furniss finished his second glass of Pearl of Nelson, arose heav ily and consulted his fat gold watch. It was half past five. "While we're on the subject," he drawled, "it reminds me that I’ve promised to see Sally before supper time." So they separated, these two mid die aged men whose professions, polar That Guiltiest Feeling ~ANY8oOY| who ' vaj A4TeT^\ oki cRoss woftia \ PU2.ZLC5 OV^GHT To Be J exAMiKits-O! fq(^ lon/acv I ^o^k.v aT uj e a*k^?7u ^ a a o 1 PERSON WJOUl-D ''ADOPT,,. I Tm<5- CRd33 VUORO.As/r^' A Pa st i pa ft 's. \ By Briggs \ Th«NV<TofJ|Tm(5,JUJASTCx> ] EFFORT'S - - - MOuJ I USE! 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By force of Theology on the one hand and Biology on the other oach had con tributed his share toward holding the Peake family upon its eminence. When Flora Tee Peake was five years old she and her sister, Mar garet, were enough alike to tie twins —twins who, by some freak of t>r. Furnlss' pet biology, had been born in different sizes. To say that they came into the world tike dolls would he R spreading Insult; but in infancy there was a bisque perfection about the famous Peake sisters. At a very early age the dolls became imps and a continual scandal to their elder brother, Roland; he was a good fel low, a good gmoker, a. good fighter who never varied a. shade from the conventional coloring of his class. Roland Peake was ten when Flora I.ee was five; Margaret, aged eight, was the spirited sister. Rlke a little rebel she stood tip to Rol. naming his tyrannies by their awful name*. The black Jury of nursemaids, who sat. on a bench in Helicon Park and tried the cases of the day, used to refer to Margaret as the child who favored her Ma. ■•She *o ha ad! ’ old Linda would moan proudly. She should have known, since- at that period In the development of the Peake sisters Linda surmised—not without trepidation—that Flora Lee would turn out to he studious and thoughtful. Linda was a good nurse, hut s poor prophetess. K temporary fault in her digestion save to Flora Lee a look which counterfeited spirit uality; before the year was over old l.lnda discovered hep mistake and re newed her faith in a physical Satan. (To Be Continued Toiroerotr.f Even those who deny that woman , Is qualified for hUch exn -utlve offi1 p N admit that she mlirht qualify asspe^’ * er of the house, Norfolk Virginian- ^ Pilot.____«■* THE NEBBS OBIE, THE CONQUEROR. 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