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Bt Bami n A. B. Pmwmbl IT is alrmvt a >car linei I thin, peak faeed man with kcen blue eye. and bent ihould . | \valke4i through the Harlom section of Central Part with Shoiem Ash. thfl Y.ddi.*h playwrighl Aa bc poaaod tbe loungon on the bonehfll he nodded tfl them nnd, according to thc aitcient Jewiah custom. they jumped to their fee!. BeCMiaa of thc malady that ua ?lowly eoting away his frail body phyakian had Ln tructed Sholem Alciehem nol to talk ,n thc o] ? Bai hfl cou-dnl raaial the tctnpta tion. ? \ !- | ,. ,i;,| tO hia eompar.ion. "Thesfl are thc people I have made happy with my ?toriea. They <\o not know that I am a broken. heart-crushed man. It ia better for them not to know." Sholem Aleichem never made anybodj bat ba aeldom laughod biiaaolf. The Eaat did no. learn i I al lorrow, of hia strugglc t'or cxisu-ncc. of the illnOM that wa carrying him off until II ate. And, because they laughed with Sholem Aleiehcni while he livod, they are itlll mourning him after hii death. The heart of thfl Eaal Side ia still decorated arith long, flapping ban:' black; the photograph of the MYiddiah ? Twain." blaek-bordered. OCCUpiea B plfl prominonec in caeh storo window. In cafes and reatauranti acroaa the way from Soward Park they still gather around table? and dis Cllr-r-. Ul Work-. In Lcvitt's restaurant. a* 111 Ditiaion Street. a group of writer were gathered the day after the speetaeular funeral. They Ml at the table that had been Sholem Alcichcm'. favorite place. "Do you remembet," began thc editor of ??The Wahrheit." "1k w Tobich. the dairyman, voiced hi_- philoaophy?" Tbe men laughed?a laugh shortencd only i-y grim. recenl memoriea. Tobich. the dairy? man. ga\e way to Menaohen Mendel and hia wife, Schaina Seheindel. What an unfortu nate man Menachem bad been! And now Schaina could cur D anybody how Bterapenju, the tiddlcr, was defeated in his amatory pilgriauigea? Waant Selig, ln "Thc Coloniaation of Palcstinc," the most hu morou*. character thal eould be eonctdved? And there waa Reb Yozipel, thc rabbi. Could any body bul a maater mind bave eonceivad a character 80 true to Jewi h lifl ' thful to ' a< ial dclineati ? olem Aleichem s-hould not be compared with Mark Twain," s-aid Abraham Cahan, edi? tor of "The Forward." "Mark Twain wai B jester and a literary man. When he .topped ahort in one h- Lccame thc other, as ia illus? trated by 'Tom Sawyer.' Sholem Aleichem ? all the time. Hc never ovcr anphaaized a trait, He took the funniest in Jewa and reproduecd it with the c_,e of a camera.** The Ka5t Side ha? Iearned, during thc la.t ftW day.. what occurred during a meeting be? tween Sholem Aleichem and Mark Twain. "So you are the Yiddiafa Mark Twam," remarked the author of "HucMeberry Finn." Then. with a naile, Samuel der ? I nued, "J - ? I might be called thr American Sholem Alei chcii.." Sholem Aleichem hla-ed a trail of kind a;d found hia greateal reward in hearing his ieadera laugh. In hi will he begged thc Jew? iah people not to weep after him, but to laugh. He asked 1 ' annually. on tho day of hia death, and read aloud one of bi- r-torir-:. ?. children," hia flnal testament commanded. A .hort time before hi- death a newapaper man visited Sholem Aleichem for an inter? view. "Interview me'.'" asked the littlc man. We amoking after cigarette and drinking innumerable pia-.-e ot* na. "Whal shall I tell you? 1 am a Yiddish wi ?hut 1 am ? ' ' laugh. end 1 weep. Tell me. Can a Yiddish writer make a living in thi- country?" It \ ? iety over aupp little family that d hia death. Sholem Alei chem had married the daughter of a rich man and had losl her dowry in the Ru market. Then, as the yeara passed, he took his Ul-luch good naturedly, a- tie took all hia aiher ? "if l u. hild," writ ten only a few month- hefore hia death, illus tratoa how he lel thfl aunshine into thi corners of his life. "If I were Rothachild, oh, if I were only Rothachild, guesa what I would do. To begin with, I'd aee to it thal my wife ia alwa, \ided with an extra threcpence, so that she uon't bother mfl every Thuraday about the Saturday | I _M I I would redeem my Sabbath Kapota, or. rather, my wife'a fur coat. so that she niay .-top picking at my brain about thc cold. I'd marry ofT all my daugl What a relief "If I wen Rothachild I'd put a stop to thfl war. I would aboliah it eompletely. "Vou gel tbe idea'.' It il a business stroko. and a great moral act. And perhapa I'd go still further on, if I were Rothachild. May be I'd abolish money altoj_'ethcr. N'o more money. What do we need money foi'' It is a certitica'e, and an illusion, a ain that tempta all. "But if there were no money the temptation would not exist. .^t the idea? "But you say to me: 'How would one man to buy food then'." "Mv anawer I 'Look al me. How do i saanagc il now?"" Affr thc funeral scorea of his friend.- visit* _d the home of th? author. <?ld men iii prayer lhawU wore droning Hebrow hyauia. member.- of ihc family. with their shoes otT. a*. presenbed by Jewish law. were ?ittingon boxes. A eandle waa burning to thc memory of the great blimorial and It east dancing shad ows on the cheap papered walb. ll I thaaa i-ooma in Tha Bronx thal Sholea ,hem entertained atruggling genius, bul over the tea and clgarettea be always provided ment.oned that hfl was fat gohtg tfl the land of no return. MOVIES THAT MIGHT HAVR BEEN YOUNG LOCHINVAR. ON AN EXCELLENT STEED, RIDES IN AN EASTERLY DIRECTIONATEVENTIDE L MUCHTOTHESURPRISE OF THE BRIDE'S FATHER, LOCHINVAR TAKES BUT ONE DRINK ELLEN, DAUGHTER OF OLD MAN NETHERBY, KISSES THE GOBLET OF SPARKLING BURGUNDY J YOUNG LOCHINVAR, TREADING A MEASURE, PUTS THE BUNCH WISE TO AUL THE NEW STEPS VII?YOUNG LOCHINVAR, By SIR WALTER SCOIT and ARTHUR IL FOLWELL Picture Scenario bx C. li. Falls Oli. Young Lochinvar is come out of the \\ esl Through all the wide border his steed was the best, And save?Bul why prini it ? You're wise to the rest. He stayed not for brake and he stopped not for stone; He swam the Eske River where ford there was none ( A chance for a Ford joke;a peach o! a one >. So boldly he entered thc Netherby Hall, 'Mong bridesmen and ktnsmen and brothers and all; Twas the wedding of Ellen, perhaps you recall. "F long woo'd your daughter my suit you denied; Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like the tide." I li- words were addressed to the I >ad of the Bride. "And now I am come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine < Repeat it: A Scotchman, and one cup of wine! I The Bride kiss'd the goblet; the knight took it up; I le quaff'd off the wine. and he threw down the i up (The Netherbies thought him an insolent pup 1. I le took her soft hand ere her mother could bar; "Now tread we a measure," said Young Lochinvar < The Movie is wholly Sir Walter'- thus far). Young Lochinvar danced; and the Netherby clan Looked sneeringly floorward,all ready to pan: But the mothers remarked: "What a grace ful young man P Young Lochinvar danced; and the interest grew; Surprising the number of steps he could do; Steps so entrancing, and all oi them new. Young Lochinvar danced; and the Netherby Hall Was soon the gay scene of a family ball; Forsters and Fenwicks and Musgraves and all. Young Lochinvar stopped; but the "ther- did not; Absorbed in the rhythm of Tango and Trot, Young Lochinvar's presence they wholly forgot. One word to fair Ellen did Lochinvar say; Then mounting his steed, they rode calmly away And nobody missed them for almost a day. ARE WOMEN PEOPLE? By Alice Duer Miller Rose was lovely and blond and twenty; Suitors, of eourae, she had in plenty, None of them seemed to touch her heart. She loved poetry, music, art, Beauty in any form, past or present, And woman suffrage she thought "un pleasant." One day she said to Henderson Palev. A young man who came to see her dail> : "Woman suffrage, of course. one must Own is theoretical]y just, Why. then?I really want to know? Does it pepel and shock me so?" Henderson instantly made reply: "I can tell you the reason wh>. Because you've so much sense, my dear. Because you see everything straight and clear. Oh. if women were all like you!" Ili.sc pondered: prrhaps what hc .-anl was true. Rose had a friend. May Ida White, Who worked for suffrage day and night ; Long they argued till each felt more Sure she was right than she did before. May Ida White had a quick, sharp tongue, lf she wanted her sentence to sting, it st ting. And something she said gave Rose nce About the indircct influence. So Rose, as a sort of ? trial run To test hn* power on Henderson Asked him to make an anl i speech To a meeting of all the girls in reach. Tt was a splendid, crowded meeting; Tho girls gave Paley a rousing greeting. Rose, sitting quiet. demure, remote, Conscious ol power without the vote, Thoughl that she never had hi -ivil or read Such beautiful things as Paley Baid. Homo. he said. was a sacred shrine. Half human. and more than half divine. .And then ha' quoted something she knew About a Spirit, yet Woman, too, A perfect woman nobly planned Tn warn, to comfort and command. "Oh. women, women," he Cfied, "hov. strange That a woman lives who would fain ex? change Her charm, her beauty, her natural dower, Her woman's sceptre, her sovereign power, Old as the stars and the ancient rocks, To drop a ballot into a box! What laws could she pass, what men elect. That would compensate for Man's Re spect V" And a great deal more to thc .same effect. As he concluded his peroration He was met by cheers, by a real 01 ation, lu fact, so quickly the story Bpread Of the 1 rueand wonderful things he said That a local man's club sent to invite Him to speak to them th'- following night. Hose. in boasting about the wav Paley bad spoken, said tO May: "Isn'l it hard thal 1 can't go? Women are not admitted, you know? And 1 want so much that I can't explain To hear that beautiful speech again." May said: "I'd like to hear it. too. One can always do what one tvantfl to do. lf in ihe gallery we went and hid No one would know. I.ot's go." They did. When Paley entered, BO grand and tail. Praised and applauded by one and all. Rose at her heart fell B certain -1ir. As she thought that it all wa-* due to her. He began to speak. though it wasn't quite The speech he had made the other night. lb' did not mention the word divine. Or speak of an angel. or home or shrine. To-night he was off on a different tack; Hr seemed to be speaking of women's lack Of brain; in fact. he was free to state He'd never met one who could reason straight. Women were beings of fads and pas sions, And. goodness, gentlemen, think of the fashions! .Must we have them in the Senate hall. Crinolines, busUes, high-heels. and all? Sufl'ragists told him that women's great Sense of honor would save the State; Ih* did not want to say anything shady, But had any one present played bridge with a lady? I' made him think; and tlvn? and then? He told a story about a hen; Not very bad as a story goes. But somehow very dreadful to Rose. .And the thing that shocked her beyond all measure Was the way the audience roared with pleasure. When it was over. Rose. distressed. Puzzled. astonished, hurt. depressed, After a silence said to May: "Is it that all men feel that wav?" "No. not many." said May, "and they Are getting beautifully less each day. But something like this is what they mean. When they call a woman a lireside queen." The Chateau d'Auspergt Continued from pafjr t?0. stripped from his body in order to bandage hii wounds." "And then? Did thc? a,fticer go, or i. hr stil! w your care. Countess?" Bil glanoc fell on the motion le*? form in tfi. invalid's chair. Then something unoxpeeted happon .d. Th* old lady stepped suddenly tfl tbi ''hair. "Oh!" she called out shriily. "you think thu here un-ler these covers lies the otkWt whom you scek? Oh, no, Herr Commandan*' ] am not so lacking in foresight. Anal if f bura 9* .ooner fulfilleal your wish. it wa-. -in -.>.? an-i solely because I alid not want to distur , ?he m vattd'l rest. It has eo.-t us much troubii and pains to move my granddaughty - room." .She carefully lifted the sheet and um the face of thc sleepe-". Herr von Brci'on saw, to hib unmeasureal astonishment, t; i though drawn. face of a youn*,' woman. "Is it possible?" stammered tho obntt t. H* turned away perplexcd, hurricd to thi 'ioo-, opened it softly and spoke some words to the sentinel standing outside. Th*-n hi HlilMJ The Countess looked at him triumpr ing her scoin. "Will you believe me now if I a that no French soldier is hidden in the rh? teau?" Herr von Breiten starcd at the iavalid ?nl shook hi.* head. "One thing1 I can't understand at al!. In form and expression the face of your | daughter bears the strongest pos*ib!o reaem blance to that of your gardener's daughter." "My gardencr's daughter?" The mistr-J-ss of the chateau palcd ard St him, panic-stricken. Tssl I have had her arrested and <pok*?i casually with her. Beside?" - ho turncl toward the door and listened?"they ar* bringing her here and you can vourse'f. praeious Countess, observe the re.cmhlanc*-!" "Vou have arrestoal the alaugi I - ganlrner? Why? What a-nme .-an *hc poor girl have coriin.itted?" The officer inaale no n-*w , toward the door of the salon. th: entered a pale. dclieate pirl in piOBint gan, accompania*-d hy an armed sub-nfiVer. Vam,e-j and highly exejted, she hsttSBid to I te.ss and, wringinp her hand- in exclaimed; "Madame la Comtes-e. ln ?!?. of the H"ly Mnther of God, V tcsse, save me!" Thc Countess prrs ed the young girl to he* breast. "Jeannette, my child, calm yoan whispered. "They a'arnot hav< apainst ya>u; he calm. You see. that I must control my.-elf." Meanwhilc tho Lieutenant. ?jrithoot I Countess's noticinp him, had agai" proachrd the invalid and examined hil inquisitive eyes. Suddl n!y ho broke out in i laugh and moti<>7iod to the under-offii'o hurried to his side. And before th- I who ran toward them in a fury. cou'.i fere tht* under-a.fFn-er snatehod awaj heavy covering under which the * lay. "Ah! We have him. Herr I ? ? crio.) with delipht. Befoi* them, half o'^tha-ii, lay the vouthful body of a man. He seemed t" hi ?? bandaged. and HOW, as hi raised hia head and -at up, a esa*aped from hia throat, The Countesa stood like a statue, stiff, motionlesa. Prighl ;, * had ?aoizod her. It seemeal to her a* if M had suddenly opened under her feit She hai plotteal cvoryrhinp so cleverly, h;a ' everything W carefully, tn .-a. ?? -itf her Gacton. And thon ju>t .a | ? ?! h* lieved that she had BUafCOOded ind I able to triumph over tho hata I triumph turned ;,, ;<-'?>?. I'efra* - out. ther- in the Aeid and in h< own hcart and aottl. Every where, everywhire, whorever the heavy tread of the German har barian resounded. her heautiful I - and iTCry hope of victory pen ; The wounded man got up, eareftl ing his arm in the lliflff, and I -liphtly to Herr von Breiten. '"Vnur prisoner- Herr Kamerad," h< softly. Then uith a aiy ot" iroe the pa girl. who had been ftsndlng apart a d fiedly watching the proeeeding to thi priooner, thro.v her eif on the R and enbraeed hia k "Gaaton! Gaaton! Btay with '" shi e.\<*lainied hysteria-ally. He boat over aml kmnffty troked her hi with hi. free hand. "Dont ory, Antoinetta*! I ifc I promisc you. I -hall come ba.-k ?.?. i ? I war ;-- u\er and when" - Ile atopptd ^hort an.l doeed I.i i ' pain, "When France lica lhattered Ofl 'he _*-nund." .Shc completeal his sent.-nc.' arith tion of do.-pair. He mer.!;. i.odded and bni a '.v a;.. The younger eoantiii *[>raMC lip l'i,p-' si\eiy, entreatingly, -he aeis the German nrtia-er. "Have pity, Herr CMUMI I plored. "Proteet my brothyr; l ha but him." "Vnu -tre Hu- von Breita que.-tionmply at hor. "Hi -i. ter Antoii ette, Hi rar.i.rn ua! I'ard.m my grandmotber! I ? sceeh you." Herr von Breiten hftcal hor hand ti r lipa. "I>o not turment your>elf. Coui.', * are at war an<l I cannot. and ouj-rht H jrour brother go free. But I word of honor that ha* >hall be well Ul a- an otfii'or | a comrade. ^.'. * have him back apam latiT. Only hi patienll Coii'itiued un page xe'er.