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’ AT ” ' ? g ~"\ I»-E -«isj C,'El g c-3 , Op-to-Date! i How a Clerk in a Real Estate w A.- Office Won His Wealthy Bride > I’ ' /j.. Pfijn, TftJpo nf ’ ""“- 1 - »” K«— A" I S. /K V - I ; -* Ors If Jl O£v/« 0/ Hy refuses to see him and at family •\j V ■ '*’'-«?V‘ , -’VZ \ ' d X ,*» X I VsfiSil® H\ r ■'‘ WA< V- '■ 1 IFm>//A nmi Pfimiln tt ,e tvs , u k vvealin ana family, -il% J l>pAi : 'V*v' s . 1-^im r. 1 f / \ ’ ,;; 'Jr vrfrvr 1/tIC a aXvs ■’ \ k\ «ring little whether customers buy ‘ " ■•■ ></ {/I / C A\<► <■ bungalows or not. He hangs his i'-*%V / Xftiz '•H-M 1 \ "Sj/ /. s- zLVx fir Sf 41 hwMl as he passes his sister's abode X Ulhuy laJVtjfilßß Ta /(7wL- / 1"X>» »’ cv ® r not . In the play of the Lady of y-'MV' -Av al'. Jk rf.X ' V 'X- /]*i£Ljr wOf|* Lyons relents and goes back to her <J O^Mifgtfc. ? O* I V '-/t ' JLILSO2A//7 ** v ‘ '? '■ im/ Z' 7 / ’1 ' '. ■ jwHF « ian- i“ ow that hls becom,n K wh lte 1... Ki 7L 5» TTff ■ A- * - jJ flannels must be laid aside, looks ' iXX-wraftsr = _ -*" ~~ 7 ■'/ / Il <>wfewfe oddly shrunken and countrified, bls I|X U * \ ' x ' /AZz ‘/ I ® a's. W 5 >1 \WWIF \l v • ' / / 7 - ‘ t Ft’"- K B c,ty npartment to ring the bell, but . ■V' , t^Spiw t i V / //, l • W '■ ■•■■ V : * ■‘ ■ • S'F AX- ■. < is never admitted. '/ / A \ '\ /SBiFWiMs’ ft was the tiady of Lyons’s flrat *■• / , .... ’l\- A ZvlSfcxF'll : 1 marriage. ’TwastheladyofMan- X'b /f / ' ML> g/j \U fc W - E hattan's second. ' X -\v‘W /® L W '• ■' E Walter Phelps Dodge, author, law- ▼ —4/ TMSR 1 - WsWllll f ? cr son Os a millionaire, wedded \ -.•AI u\ u ww - her - but took back h,s s* ft « of dl »- *- j- I *’* 1 " - ' xfl X-’ ik If monds and laces to her. because he ■ ;M, X Fy X Xz AA -,« L'M wMSL < >,...... JI 1 “W. bls first wife’s spirit came to 6- •F. \ x. / j. \fe 'a Hi ■ T mw/jX i la -A'issi, iwMMMMMi his bedside and demanded them. The Tl V ; ? \ \ r-'rw \ \S.-TMr 5/\ \ \Sif K r ‘•"• A'••'divorce on the grounds of spiritual L \ ■=-■ 1 __, < - : ' t ; ‘V cruelty In the Pennsylvania courts. V .L'.*l < Zv'x; \ | J xF™' 1 Bb «* '/ ' She was recuperating by the sea from I \v ' x 11 \ j» / JzJZzZ/ p ; i:\ •• SftSsSiir / ■* .X the shock of this unhappy marriage ‘ \fn \ "**/ / Lzz ? X.Ak ' • X Mr#. Helen Steck-Dodge-Kirkman \ \ /// / >£< < ”- ’■’' the New Lady of Lyona. I k. \ Z H HF IsHIIt * I \“ « * iWj If some enterprising theatrical pro ducer were to put on “The Lady of Lyons,” Lord Lytton s famous drama, the most appropriate person to take the title role would be Helen Steck Dodge Kirkman. Indeed, the unfortunate Helen has played the part so well and so faith fully that as a result she may now be found in her fashionable New York apartment nursing her wrongs and poulticing her pride. For this modern Lady of Lyons has a pride as great as that of the original Lady of Lyons. She has a beauty as bewitching And a mind as credulous. And relatives as relentless. Her awakening from dreams of honor and affluence is as bitter. And all has come about in just the same way and through the same mo tive. The heartbroken Lady of Lyons and her counterpart, the equally heartbroken Lady of Manhattan, bad suitors who loved well but not truthfully, and who erected homes for their brides which neither their bank accounts nor the facts justi fied The young men builded airy and unsubstantial structures to daz zle the maids of their hearts. And when the maids discovered that they had been deceived they did precisely the same thing. Both went straight home to mamma. Helen Steck Dodge is the Pauline. I’eschapelle of this second drama of • ■'e i.adv of Lyons, daughter of Ed win Steck, the Pennsylvania opera tor of coal mines, and who is affll ated with the Pennsylvania Rail r,,ad. she has lived in as handsome ’ home in Germantown as the haughty and beautiful Pauline ‘u Lyons. To them both came woeers. ' laude Melnotte, the peasant lover In the play by Lord Lytton, described: A palace lifting to eternal Summer its marble walls from out a g'ossy Dower. Ihe wooing by George Kirkman, *h p employe of a real estate firm at Interlaken. N. J., was less poefical but quite as fervid as that of the r’""’ y:* 1 —e ■ , ___ , . 1.11. 11 . 'r ' peasant’s son disguised as the Prince of Como, in the drama of love and disappointment. It was, according to well, authenticated rumors, of this fashion: “Darling Helen, after the first of August I shall be a member of the k firm and will be able to take care of you as luxuriously as you are iu your mothers’ home. Come with me to-morrow to call at our home. My mother is away but my sister will be delighted to receive you.” Next day he escorted the lovely girl who looked so charming in her Summer gown of pale pink batiste and her broad-brimmed hat that drooped, heavy with its weight of pink roses, about her face, to call at his home. “There it is,” he said as they '.uiiied a corner,and came upon one of the most attractive bungalows in the seaside city. It was as nearly palatial as a bungalow can be. stretching half way down the block, its square brown outlines and huge, piazza crowded with swinging ’ couches, gay hammocks and easy chairs, suggesting all the luxuries of the Summer home of wealth in a mood of relaxation. They sauntered past it that the Lady of Manhattan might better view its breadth and the effect of the awnings that spread green as the boughs of a giant shade tree at the windows. “She is entertaining guests, but it doesn’t matter. Come on,” and with his fingers resting daintily beneath her elbow the pair mounted the steps and were greeted pleasantly by a young woman who rose at sight of them and came forward with a smile. Mrs. Steck Dodge—Mrs. Blank.” Young Mr. Kirkman, iu his white flannels, sat silent but smiling. When they sauntered back to the notel where she was staying with her mother Claude Melnotte 11. said: "And now. darling, since you’ve met my family, why not be married at once?” “I would. George dear, only I am afraid < mamma would not be pleased.” ’“lad’s be married first and tell her e fterwards. An afternoon spin with her sister and the sister's admirer, a New York broker, had become a daily institu tion. Mrs Steck complaining of a headache, told the quartette to get on as best tHey could without a •haperon that afternoon and dark ened her room, sought her smelling salts, and fell asleep. While mam mas nap. girls elope. Mrs. Steck’s younger daughter did not elope, but leaving her sister and the New York broker on seme pretext for a half hour they went to aclergyman and were married When Mrs. Steck 7 /FTP IP awoke she faced startling news and a new son-in-law. She cried a little, as mothers do at weddings, or when news of wed dings is suddenly broken to them but the new-made bride comforted her with little pats and kisses and this logic: “Mamma darling, you know I am only twenty and entitled to another, chance for happiness. After I mar ried Walter Phelps Dodge and was’ t driven out by his spook wife I de termined to marry a young man next time and to marry for love. Mrs. Steck, who is a fond indul gent mother, dried her eyes, kissed her daughter and said: “Well dear. I hope you will. be happy. And George does seem a nice boy. Os course, you met him on the hotel piazza and without an introduction, but now,- since you’ve met his family—” Soon after. Mrs. ’ Steck and her elder daughter returned to their apartment near the park and River side Drive. The honeymoon of tile Lady of Manhattan began. It lasted for three days. At the end of that time there was an eclipse of the honeymoon. At least it was hidden by a storm of tears. Tlie bride hurried back to New York. She rushed into her mother's apartment, flung herself upon her breast and burst into tears. "Mamma,” she sobbed. “I have married an impostor. That lovely girl wasn’t his sister at all. And he hasn’t any m money; hardly a cent We went to a miserable little room like a cell, In an inn. There wasn't any bath room Oh, It was dreadful!' “If she wasu’t his sister who was she? Helen dear, are you mad?” “Yes, I am. mamma, but not in the way you mean. When I asked him why his sister didn’t call he said it was a joke. I went, to see her and she said, 'Yes. I had never met him but once before, when his firm was selling me the place. I wondered at the time why he called.’ I asked him why he lied about his income, making it out to be several times larger than it was. and lie said: ‘A man’s got a right to He to a woman when he’s making love to her. Alt's fair in love.’ Then, mamma. I came - iRB w George Kirkman, the SeconC Claude / 41' j'* ’’tX'?' i Melnotte, Did Most of His Wooing I vol Inf, /"I ,■ Z-''■>. ' : in a Borrowed Automobile. Here He I B ’'t / xk ♦ Is w<th Mrr \ B 'j,’f l/z'fcjftA / e. . \ T I I'V) tV \ # ;■ IM cdU ,6 "'Ji W? I W*F '" . ts I i f 7/Zn • ~ m ** ' 1 ■ IJ I —»■——— I 11. »«——— straight home and I'm never going back to hhn. 1 hate him.” *«eorge Kirkman followed his bride to the city and tried to see her. He saw. instead, her mother and sister. We are sorry, but Helen won t see )on, tliey said, lie went away and telephoned her. Iler replies over the public communfcator were in effect the angry words of Pauline to her new-made lord: "This is my bridal home and thou my bridegroom! O fool, O dupe. O wretch! 1 see it all. The brine's ismlly sent detectives to Asbury Park to make Inquiries were true or not, they flung the bride into an abyss of hysterics. Claude Melnotte had the grace to be sorry for his victim. Said the peasant’s son: "Thy father’s arms shall take thee to thy home. The hiw shall do thee justice, and restore Thy right to bless another with thy love. The young real estate’ clerk and errand man, less noble than the poet, rages in jealousy He fancies every man to whom his twenty-year-old bride used to bow prettily Is a suitor U- ■ t .. . LMM limiMf.'S .(J '♦ > «* /'z f •oh. .h. v )jr ’ l. J Tioae. I she had on the 7 \ A/VlI porch a. he X yW \ talked. Autos and castles and every- ' • " '7 ~ thi g money — —" _ ***'v could buy float d around her—in • < talk. Bubbles, bubbles ' t burst at last with a bang!** - - SMS. fcf \ about the in truder. One de tective report fl that his father, w h o was dead, had once been a shoes t r i ng peddler, that h i s mother kept a board ing house. Whether these