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IIEARST'S SUNDAY AMERICAN, ATLANTA, GA„ SUNDAY, MAY 18, loin. Thrills From “The Deep Purple” Lines and Situations in the Great Play at the Atlanta Theater This Week. Henvecko the Monk By Gus Mager T HE story opens with the abduc tion of Doris, a minister’s daughter, living in a small town not far from New York. Leland, a crook, with no redeeming qualities, induces Doris to leave home on the promise to marry her. In reality he needs her to assist in a “badger game” which he intends to work on Lake, a Westerner just returned to the city. Leland takes Doris who is ignor ant of his true character and schemes lo Frisco ^Kate’s home, where it has been the custom of the crooks to gather. Kate, although formerly a tnief has reformed and takes pity on the girl. To Kate’s home also come Laylock. who has killed a man in the West, and has a price on his head. Kate trie^ to protect Lay- lock but Leland and “Pop” Clark, an other crook, discover his identity and betray the fact to the police. The result is that Laylock is arrested and Kate declares war. Her first step is to inform Lake of the “badger game” which Leland and Pop Clark have .planned and in which Doris is to figure. Edwin Vail, *the leading man of the stock company, will play Laylock; Miss Billy Long plays Kate while Miss the fronfr of IT W, ,B£ AKb DOTTT S'PATefc TO BQESjysi ' " Tinsley Harrison, the Atlanta socie ty girl, plays Doris. Leland is por trayed by Allan Robinson. William Triplett will play Lake. KATE—Oh, Mr. Lake. LAKE—Did you speak to me, Madam? fCATE—Yes. LAKE—Well, what is it? KATE—Are you going with her? LAKE—What do you mean? KATE—Oh. so you are, eh? LAKE—Who are you—her mother? KATE—No—I’m your friend. LAKE—-Come on what is it? KATE—Do you know what a bad ger is? LAKE—=-A badger—why—some kind of an animal. What are you getting at? KATE—Badger game— LAKE—Badger—ga—Who are you? KATE—Never mind—you’re going up against it when you get out of that cab. LAKE—From my judgment of women, you’re an old-timer—and that’s a straight kid. What are you trying to do? Are you in on this Job to grab the widow’s mite? KATE—So it’s a widow’s mite. " Well, listen, you guessed the girl right—she is straight—and if I’ve guessed you right, a straight girl is safe with you. She don’t know it, but she’s steering you to a shake- down. Don’t get in that taxi. LAKE--1 was going to get my overcoat. On the chance that you may be right, I'll drop something In my pocket to protect myself. KATE—You’re going against it? c LAKE—What do you think—I think I can beat the game—and be sides, I like the girl. CONNELLY—(Hotel detective). What are you doing here? KATE—Give a guess. CONNELLY—Were you talking to Lake? KATE—Is that his name? CONNELLY—Now, you tell me what you w r ere doing or I’ll call the wagon for you. KATE—DON’T make me laugh— you call a wagon for me—you big square-toed copper. Now you pay some attention to w'hat I’m going to tell you. CONNELLY—Sh! Not so loud. KATE—Oh not so loud eh? If 1 start to bawl you out they’ll hear it in headquarters. You call a wagon for me, eh? You door-mat thief. I wasn’t working around here for five years for nothing. If I didn’t get anything else I got your number. CONNELLY—What’s the matter Kate? Are you trying to get a crowd? What is it? KATE—Lake, the man I was talk ing to, is going out in just a minute and he’s going against the “Badg.” But he knows it and he’s readied up to kill somebody. CONNELLY—What’s that to me? KATE—Don’t you try to tear to the ‘phone. Don’t you dare leave me. My business with you is im portant. There goes the mark now. CONNELLY—So you’ve turned copper eh? KATE—Never mind that. I teH you he’s ribbed up to kill, if they make one false move. I wish you were there. My life has been pretty empty but it would not have been lived in vain if I could only see you, Leland and Pop side by side in the morgue. ( ONNELLY—Well, what’s you your chest? Let’s have it. KATE—You don’t know- eh? CON N ELLY—No. KATE—Where’s my friend? CONNELLY—Who? KATE Who? You play me for the boob any more and I will turn this street on end till you’ll have to have a ladder to get to the corner. Don’t you “who” me. Where’s my friend ? CONNELLY—Do you mean bum who was pinched in your house? KA1E Do you think he was a bum? When did Finn start pinching bums? (.ONNELLY—What do you mean? KATE—What do you get for him eh? CONNELLY—Eive thousand. KATE—How do you divide it? CONNELLY—Four ways. KATE—Leland? CONNELLY—Yep. KATE—Pop? CONNELLY—Yes and Finn and ! myself. KATE—And you’re going to send I my friend to the gallows for $1,250! a piece? j CONNELLY—We’ll declare you in. KATE—1 knew you’d be good ! That’s fine. Now Connelly you - and Pop and Leland, if you live 1 | through this night, are all going to | | work to spring Mr. Laylock, err as ! j there’s a God for people different than I us, I promise you I’ll send every one * of you up the river. Do you re-! member the Chambers shake-down?! j You know I can. CONNELLY—Now Kate! KATE—Yes, send every one of you And now you come in and be good. And you won’t get any $1,250 nor 12 cents. I’ll likely have to buy Finn and I’ll do that if It takes my joint and sends me out to steal again. You’re going to call a wagon for me? You get me a taxi and put me In it with your hat in your hand and it’ll be "home James and don’t spare the horses.” • • • After Lake has upset the plans of Leland and Pop Clark, and rescued the girl, he comes to Kate for infor mation regarding Doris, in whom he has become greatly interested. Kate also appeals to Lake to aid her in getting Laylock out of the clutches of the law and he consents after hearing her story. KATE—Now I’ll tell you all I know about this girl. She came to my house yesterday evening, told me Le land had sent her and that she was to marry him. He came, and as I know' him, he didn’t get near her while she was there. I told him to get a minister. He said he would and left. They got word .to her some way and she left. Then a messen ger came for her bag. I have never seen her since and never saw her but the once. LAKE—And you upset their Job to save her? KATE—I sized you up last night. She’s safe with you. LAKE—That is not the question— was it to save her, a girl you had seen but once? KATE—Well it goes against the grain to see a young thing like that aren't you eciNfi- To THE club's Smoker. To night . Dear. ? J y l like you to L <30 OUT AND tNIorj Yourself like other M6N \ G <D Here's the KEY, HENRf* OH ffAY, D6AR. ( - Do YOU KNOW WHAT& TO-MORROW ? — NT DUtTHDA’f! » 0 "* /, f/fi / 'll TALES TOLD BY THE JOKESMITHS Settling a Bore. Two friends had settled down to tfccir coffee, cigarettes and game of chess in a teashnp, when a third, dis cordant third, joined them. He was unwelcome, obviously so; but that did not prevent him “chipping in” every moment with advice to the players. They endured him in silence ■ till at last the glint of a shilling be- I side the board caught his eye. “Halloa!’’ he said. “1 didn’t expect to find you chaps playing for filthy lucre.” “Indeed,” said one of the players. “But it Isn’t the filthy lucre we ob ject to; it’s the filthy looker-on.” Then the game proceeded in si lence. The Girl Guessed Right “Now. Daisy, can you tell me the name of the Insignificant little worm by whose industry I am able to wear this silk dress?” “I know—papa.” Futile Sacrifice. Chplly—What’s the matter, Fwank, deah boy? Fwank—Oh, Cholly, Ethel tells me she loves another. Cholly—What hard luck, after your devotion! Fwank—Hard luck! Why, Cholly, in the last six months her father’s dog has bitten me nine times. Mixed the Pennies Up. An old lady on her way to church the other Sunday tendered her street Cir conductor a penny for her fare. "Excuse me, ma’am,” said he, after a pause, “but this is a bad penny." “Tut. tut," exclaimed the lady, "that’s rale stupid o’ me. I meant that ane for the kirk plate.” they all are, but I think I can bet on my friend. KATE—Bruce? LAKE—Yes. KATE—Yes, I guess he’s square— go stealing with a couple of rats who, if a tumble came, would let her go to jail alone. LAKE—You don’t mean to say they would have deserted her? KATE—Desert her? Why they’d peddle her. LAKE—Good God! KATE—Do you wonder I quit be ing a thief? LAKE—Have you? KATE—So your copper friend wouldn’t even do me that justice? LAKE—He said nothing about you at all. KATE—Just spring the pictures, eh? (Laughs) Well, it’s true. I hav’n’t taken any money I didn’t earn for three years. LAKE—And before that? KATE—Well. I took desperate chances, but understand this, I was never a blackmailer. LAKE—Now T begin to see why you warned last night. KATE—No you don’t. LAKE—I’d like to. KATE—You think coppers protect don’t you? LAKE—Certainly. KATE—And that they are honest?. LAKE—Well, I’m no>t convinced you know, the thieves come pretty near knowing. LAKE—I suppose, so. KATE—I wonder— LAKE—What? KATE—Would you do me a favor? LAKE—I dare you to ask it. KATE—Get your friend Bruce to— No, that won’t work. LAKE—How do you know? KATE—You don’t know what I was going to ask. LAKE—But I’d like to. I think I owe you a favor. And too, a girl owes you one. KATE—And you’re willing to pay ofT for her? LAKE—Try me. Kate—I will. (Pause). * A friend of mine—Western boy—comes to New York. He’s pinched, thrown on that island over there, given thir ty days till they look up his record, just because he knows me. LAKE—Why, they can't do that KATE}—A bum lawyer always tells you that when you’re in jail. The worst this friend of mine wants to do is work, run a hoist. He used to run a lot of engines around a mine— before ho gat In trouble. Well, 1 had a man willing to give him a job this morning, and they nail him last night, and it takes that kangaroo night court two minutes to jump him to the island. LAKE—What for. KATE—Vagrancy covers every thing. It’s a copper’s method of holding a man till they can dig up a stool pigeon or frame evidence. LAKE—But you said this was done to look up a record. KATE—Yes. LAKE—Well, has he one? KATE—What if he has? He wants to go straight, I tell you, and you said you was paying off for the favor I did the girl. LAKE}—And I meant it—what do you want to do? KATE}—I want to spring him off that island and get him away some where while they get that record. LAKE}—How edn it be done? KATE}—Money can do a lot of things. LAKE—How much money? KATE}—They told me last night two thousand and I dug it up before nine this morning. I got seven for my lease and thirteen hundred for the furnishings of my house. And it seemed to come so easy they thought they’d made a mistake, I guess, so to-day they said someone on the Island had to have five hun dred more to land him on this side of the East River. LAKE—And you can’t get it? KATE—(Pause) Yes, 1 can, but when you battled with yourself for a year and got yourself so you don’t want to steal— LAKE—Steal— KATE}—Yes, steal. “They won’t hang that boy if—if— LAKE—Hang? „ KATE}—They just might Mr. Lake. The West is rough in some places yet. LAKE}—Yes I know. KATE}—Then maybe you can see that there’s an argumenftor a man even if he did kill. But that ain’t* it. He wants to be straight—go to work, and prisons ain’t half as good and steady as work with a little home to go to. LAKE—I agree with you on that theory and I think Bruce— KATE—No, Bruce is a police offi cer. While he wouldn’t have made the arrest and let a lot of thieves cut the reward with him, now that the man is arrested Bruce won’t stand for any compromise. No, not Bruce. There’s only one safe way, that’s the way I’m going. LAKE—If you want a favor of money it’s not very graceful of me to ask what you intend doing with it. By the way, the little girl is going home today, Mrs. Fallon. KATE—Pm glad of that. I wish I had a girl like her—wouldn’t I do murder if— J,AKE—Well, 1 nearly did. How much did you say you wanted? KATE}—Five hundred. LAKE}—You want to keep your house don’t you? KATE}—That’s blown—the ne owner backs In the first. LAKE}—Gee, but I love a good loser. KATE}—FYom the bills I got I was running it for the gas company any how. LAKE—(Passing two five hundred dollar bills to Kate). With my com pliments. KATE}—Wait, there are two five hundred bills here. LAKE}—You’re broke ain’t you? KATE}—I could write my will on a postage stamp. I didn’t think there was anyone in the world that would go to the trouble to think that far ahead. LAKE—I’ve been broke. KATE}—If a woman ever fell for you she’d just be a fool about you. LAKE—Oh pshaw r ! KATE}—I’ll kick this back some day. LAKE}—Don’t try to get it. KATE—(Laughs). I won’t—not the way you mean. I guess there is some luck that goes with being square. * * • Even though Doris escapes from the clutches of Leland yet he will not give her up and he decoys her away from the hotel where she was the guest of Lake’s mother. While Leland is forcing his attentions on Doris, Laylock, who has escaped from the Island, appears on the scene and settles his score with Leland, the lat ter having turned him over to the law r for blood money. DORIS—I want to leave here in stantly. LELAND—When you go, you’ll go with me. You’re a beautiful thing. I don’t see why I wasn’t strong for you from the first. Now, you bet ter kiss and make up. DORIS—Don’t you touch me. I left a note for Mr. Lake telling him I was coming here. LELAND—If Lake mixes any fur ther In our affairs I’ll murder him before your eyes. I want you and* I’ll have you. I can go to that tel ephone and have a minister here in ten minutes if you say the word. DORIS—I’d rather die here and now*. LELAND—Well, you w r on’t die, but you’ll kiss me. (Catches her in his arms and as she screams a door slams). Get in there. (Pushing Doris Into next room). One sound from you and I’ll kill Lake. If you want to see him dead just squark. (As Laylock enters and locks door). Why, hello Gordon! Thought it was somebody else. LAYLOCK—While I was away Mrs. Fallon got my satchel—I just came down for It. Excuse me. (Opens satchel and takes out big gun). LELAND—Been away? LAYLOCK—Yes. the squarest woman in the world brought me back—spent her last dollar doing it. (Pause). Now I’ve got to go away where nobody can bring me back. LEILAND—I don’t get you—what do you mean? LAYLOCK—It don’t seem right /or the law to croak a guy for killing a rat like you. LELAND—Like me? LAYLOCK—I’m going to change ghosts, Leland. That last marshall I got kind o’ disturbs me a little, but I can sleep in peace with a hundred shadows of you on my pillow'. LELAND—Are you kidding? LAYLOCK—You think it’s a kid, eh? I’m going to kill you. LELAND—You got me wrong— what—what for—what have I done to you? LAYLOCK—She blew this house— her last dime—she ain’t done noth in’ for me but kindness—and I prom ised her I wouldn’t. But now that I see you again, I know that I’ve been deceivin’ myself—I’ve got to kill you. I ain’t lookin’ for the best of it—you’re heeled and you’re warned— cut loose—Mr. Bloodmoney. LELAND—Now r , wait a minute Laylock. You wouldn’t w r ant to make a mistake, would you? I can tell you something perhaps you don’t know— LAYLOCK—You turned me up for blood money. I never harmed you; you know your friends. I was try ing to get by on my own—had a job and a chance—and you turned me up. But something went wrong—I dodged lightning. A man don’t beat a mil lion to one chance like that for noth ing. You ain’t such a cur you don’t dare gamble for your life? you’ve got' all the best of it. All you got to do Is go out on the street and say you’ve killed Laylock and you’ll go free. You might win—Go on—cut loose, Mr. Blood money. LEILAND—Please now— (Laylock goes to him. takes Ice land’s revolver from belt where he had rested it, puts it in his hand and slaps his face.) LELAND—Don’t. (Leland seeing Laylock’s back to him reaches for the gun he has laid on the table again but Laylock turns and fires first.) LAYLOCK—(As he pushes off Le land who falls in the corner.) Oh, die alone. * • • After Kate. Lake and Laylock all swear that Leland killed himself. Bruce, the Police Inspector, decides to take their view of the matter. BRUCE—(To Laylock) I’d like to know who you are? LAKE—He’s a stationary engineer in my employ—and he’s sailing for Algiers in the morning. BRUCE—You’re immense. Well, three people, one respectable, are go ing to swear to suicide. Guess 1 don’t win a single bet from you Bill. Good night. LAKE—You heard what I said. You sail for Algiers in the morning—you two. (Including Kate with a look). Better pack up. LAYLOCK—I want to say Mister, I’ve met a lot of game men in my time, but. By God, you’re bred in THE DEEP PURPLE. The Morning After. Visitor—Are the ladies in? Butler—Yes, sir, they are all in. Visitor—Oh, I beg your pardon! I’l call again when they are feeling bet ter. . Paradoxes Copyright, 1913, by the Star Compa ny. Great Britain Rights Reserved. ’ N Paradoxes we abound, They’re everywhere; The man who’s honest around, We label square. all At reconciling, this I find My reason balks; “Silence is golden,” bear in mind, Yet “money talks.” Before me now another struts, ’Tis often spoke; When one a sorry figure cuts Then he’s a joke. With servant airls ’twill oft occur, I understand, When wifie can’t put up with her Then she is canned. How often do we learn What oft displeases; The man with coin to burn Unto if freezes. This fills me, too, with doubt, Who first commenced it? The man who’s down and out Is up against it. How far the habit spreads, It’s getting solemn: All bank clerks use their heads To foot a column. In law suits, I declare A man will frown And “go up in the air,” When he’s “pinned down.” Or an Idea in a Solid Head. Mrs. Casey—Ylsterday was Mrs Maloney's birthday, and her husband gave her a silver teapot. Mrs. Murphy—Solid? Mrs. Casey—Sure, you’re joking. How could she put tea in it if it were solid ? Not Good Form. Mrs. Nextdoor—I have found out one thing about that Mrs. Newcome. Whoever she is. she has never moved in good society. I Mr Nextdoor—How do you know that? Mrs. Nextdoor—She shakes hands ! as if she meant it. Serious. FMrst Professor—Tomkins thinks he has a casus belli. Second Professor—You don’t say so! 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