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                                  The
                               Adventures
                                   of
                                  Eve


                        are continued weekly in

                               THE TATLER

                       which is by common consent

    The brightest, prettiest, most unique Weekly Paper in the world.

[Illustration: THE UNIQUE PAPER]

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                         The First Book of Eve.

                             DRAWN BY FISH.

                     WRITTEN AND DESIGNED BY FOWL.

    _Reproduced from and with the kind permission of “The Tatler.”_

[Illustration: E H]

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                         BRENTANO’S, NEW YORK.
                                 1916.




                              DEDICATED TO
                      THE BOYS IN KHAKI AND BLUE.


    Dear boys,

    I am dedicating my first little book to you because you have
    written and told me so often from the North Sea, from “Somewhere
    in France,” from Africa, and Mesopotamia that my queer sketches
    have brightened for you some dull or gloomy hours. Bless you!
    for if that is true, why then I feel that even your frivolous
    Eve has done her “bit” in this terrible heartrending struggle.
    And you will understand, dear boys, that I have—notwithstanding
    Aunt Matilda’s and Uncle Fred’s disapproval—kept gay and
    frivolous to please _you_, and not because I didn’t understand
    and appreciate what you were doing for me, and other little
    Eves, and above all for our dear old country, which you have
    saved. Bless you all again and again. That all you wish may come
    to you as freely and as welcome as your generous appreciation
    has come to me is the constant wish of—

                       Your loving little friend,

                                                                EVE.

    P.S.—Tou-Tou sends a fond lick.

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                                PREFACE.


                            By Richard King.

It is not often that an artist evolves a new type—more especially a new
comic type. But this is the proud achievement of the artist whose work
adorns this little book. “Eve” has now become a clearly recognised
figure of modern life, as clearly recognised as are the figures of
George Belcher, Dana Gibson, and Bateman, and that very small band of
clever artists who have characteristics peculiar to themselves.

Few artists, however, have more quickly sprung into world-wide
popularity than “Eve.” How great this popularity is may be judged by the
numerous imitators which, while they copy many of Eve’s mannerisms, lose
all that humour and spirit which make of Eve’s art such a fascinating
and irresistible thing. For Eve possesses a gift which cannot be
imitated, no matter how clever the artist who imitates her may be. Each
person’s sense of humour—or lack of it—belongs to them alone. And it is
Eve’s humour which make her delightful drawings so appealing. She has
that sense of the “absurd” which is one of the rarest senses in all
black-and-white art. And yet, while her irresistible humour makes one
laugh, while her drawings fascinate us by their quaintness, she is never
so far removed from reality as to be merely a painter of the human
grotesque. Therein lies so much of her genius. She paints humanity with
the eye of one who can see the comic in everyday people and things, and
yet she never lets her feeling for the ridiculous obliterate her feeling
for Truth. It is to be regretted that the clever letters which these
drawings originally illustrated in “The Tatler” cannot be reproduced on
account of their topicality.

But in judging these fascinating drawings merely from the point of view
of their humour and charm, one is apt to overlook the fact that
Eve—while possessing a style which is unique—is also, and at the same
time, a designer of remarkable gifts. It is, perhaps, as a designer that
she will appeal most greatly to an artist. Each of her drawings is an
exquisite example of this gift for design. Their line, their
“proportion,” as it were, and the clever use she makes of black—big
splashes of black—all help to make her drawings exquisite little
pictures—“pictures” in the popular sense—as well as wonderful examples
of technique and imagination. Another thing about all her drawings is
their feminine daintiness. Each design is as dainty as the heroine who
appears in nearly all of them. With a few strokes, a dot here and there,
a line, she can suddenly bring before our eyes a perfectly-recognisable
type. In this way her gifts are superior even to Phil May, who surely,
more than many artists, obtained his effects with the least number of
unessentials.

Moreover, Eve never draws what I must call a “dead” figure.
Everyone—everything, almost—is alive. Her animals—burlesques of animals
though they be—are full of character and fun. Even such things as
motor-cars, ships, and carriages—which, from the point of view of an
artist painting nothing but the truth, are out of all proportion—possess
a quaintness which somehow accords better with the picture than if they
were perfect models of technical knowledge and drawing.

Eve gives a comic twist to men and women of this world, but in that
comic “twist” we seem to see and know them better, and to know them
better is to love them more. That is one of the reasons, perhaps, why
these fascinating drawings are so popular and so adored.

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                                                         Here beginneth—




—The Adventures of Eve


[Illustration:

  _Being an irresponsible record of some incidents in the career of a
    frivolous little lady—to say nothing of Adam, Aunt Matilda, Uncle
    Fred, and Tou-Tou._
]

[Illustration:

  _The successful invasion of the London stage by American artistes
    induces Eve to abandon her habitual reserve and appear (for charity)
    in a revue especially written for her by Sir Peter Pan. In order to
    avoid shocking the susceptibilities of the “past smart set,” who are
    these war times very early-Victorian, she has depicted herself at
    the moment when her scarcity of costume was obliterated by the mass
    of floral tributes hurled by an enraptured audience_
]




Eve as a Policeman
and
Some War-time Cooks.


[Illustration:

  _Eve, Evelyn, and Evelinda rising to the occasion by forming a posse
    of police. With the aid of Uncle Fred they practise the necessary
    gymnastics to fit them for the force with such success that—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—they are able to astonish and convince a real copper as to their
    suitability for action_
]

[Illustration:

  _Servant Susie’s making shells for soldiers, so a splendid example is
    set to the ordinary citizeness by the titled rich, who are busy
    taking cookery lessons. It is, indeed, right that we stay-at-home
    men should in our trenchers share the dangers of our active brothers
    in their trenches_
]




The Dramatic
Story of Eve’s
Career as a
Hospital Nurse.


[Illustration:

  _A daily paper says, “You can always tell when a girl has a young man
    at the front by the regimental badge she wears.” Eve likes the idea,
    and being at the moment enraptured with a Highland laddie determines
    that the world shall know it_
]

[Illustration:

  _Those people who were wont to think the tight skirt unwomanly are
    hoping that the full skirt will bring back the modesty of the
    Victorian era. Eve hopes so, too; here she is in the new spotted
    veil cultivating a demure expression_
]

[Illustration:

  _Eve and her sisters, Evelyn and Evelinda, tired of enforced
    inactivity, decide to do their bit at the front—or near it, and are
    here seen making their preparations for departure_
]

[Illustration:

  _Here we have the wet and warm farewells on the parental doorstep. We
    have sternly pointed out to Eve that her costume is not the
    regulation one for the nursing sisterhood; but, as Eve says, all
    that matters is to look nice and be nice_
]

[Illustration:

  _When Eve, Evelyn, and Evelinda arrived at their destination they were
    promptly set to work scrubbing the floors and washing the dishes,
    while less ornamental but considerably more useful workers attended
    to the dear soldiers. Eve, Evelyn, and Evelinda, if disappointed,
    were full of patriotism, so they worked—and worked_—
]

[Illustration:

  _Till the authorities, in pure compassion, assisted our tired little
    friends back home_—
]

[Illustration:

  _Where, with the blissful consciousness of duty done, may still be
    found wrapped in dreamless slumber Eve, Evelyn, and Evelinda_
]




Eve Stays on the
East Coast with
Uncle Fred—


[Illustration:

  _Eve goes down to the east coast for a rest cure. The first night she
    heard a bang and woke with a start and a cry of “Oh, dear! Oh,
    dear!”_
]

[Illustration:

  _Uncle Fred, her kind and genial host, also awoke with a start and a
    cry of “—— ——” (censored). “It’s those —— Zeppelins,” he said_
]

[Illustration:

  _It was Zeppelins, and Eve and uncle came down three flights of stairs
    like shells from a gun, while, as for poisonous gas—well, you should
    have heard Uncle Fred!_
]

[Illustration:

  —_I repeat, you should have heard Uncle Fred when he landed with Eve
    on the top of him. It was the finest hymn of hate ever heard on the
    east coast_
]




—And Enjoys her First
Experience of the Zeps.


[Illustration:

  _Anyway, here are Eve and uncle entrenched under the dining-room
    table. Eve is saying, “Are your teeth chattering, dear?” which is
    annoying uncle, for, as Eve well knows, they are up in the glass on
    his dressing-table_
]

[Illustration:

  _Soon the Zeppelins passed away, and uncle, who had suffered severely
    down the stairs, made a slow but comfortable recovery_
]

[Illustration:

  —_And is now having the time of his life in London, where admiring
    crowds of both sexes take him for a wounded hero straight from the
    front. Uncle Fred is himself beginning to believe he has been there_
]




Eve Buys
a Motor
Car.

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[Illustration]


[Illustration:

  _Eve, deciding that pedestrianism in these days of lady-driven cars is
    too dangerous and exciting a pursuit, determines to get a runabout
    of her own. Regard her then endeavouring to fascinate one of the
    typical little nuts which in those days adorned a fashionable
    garage_
]

[Illustration:

  _The car being chosen and the preliminary instructions having been
    obtained, Eve, full of pride and rapture, bids farewell to her
    little friend and sets forth to astound and arouse the envy of her
    dearest friends in the park_
]

[Illustration:

  _Astound them she certainly did—not the less because of the regularity
    with which she mistakenly pressed down the accelerator instead of
    the brake. Here we see her during one of the forward leaps
    consequent on the error_
]

[Illustration:

  _No mechanism, any more than any man, was ever built to resist Eve’s
    unexpected little ways, with the result that she, although assured
    as to the astonishment of her friends, is less certain as to the
    envy she aroused. (In case of any misunderstanding, we may add that
    the picture is supposed to represent Eve trying to repair her car in
    the most crowded and fashionable spot in the park)_
]

[Illustration:

  _However, all troubles come eventually to an end, and Adam, poor dear,
    just back from the trenches, learns at last what real fear means.
    The fat rolling lines at the bottom of the picture are supposed to
    represent the dust which kindly Nature raised to hide the casualties
    in Eve’s wake, but in reality they were put in to hide Eve’s
    weakness in drawing car wheels_
]

[Illustration:

  _The shortage in postmen grows apace. Eve, as ever, steps into the
    breach, and you can imagine the unadulterated joy of one of her
    admirers who, unshorn and untidy, opens the door of his flat to
    receive from her a pink and scented missive_
]

[Illustration:

  _She signalises Italy’s splendid entry into the field of hostilities
    on the side of the Allies by adopting the famous Bersaglieri
    headgear_
]

[Illustration:

  _War economy proceeds apace, and Eve shows us that since brandy balls
    and “sich like” have taken the place of the tiny liqueur, society,
    straining after simplicity and innocence, has adopted a popular game
    reminiscent of our childhood. Adam, lucky man, drops the sweet,
    which the expectant fair catch in their tiny mouths_
]




Just a Few Odds and Ends.

[Illustration:

  _Study of Eve pondering deeply as to how she can help, these critical
    times. (We don’t wear sleeves on our nighties nowadays—for economy’s
    sake)_
]

[Illustration:

  _The merit of the poor “special” who guards gasworks and bridges is,
    in Eve’s opinion, sadly overlooked. A few little charming al fresco
    suppers to a few special “specials” is a duty she delights in_
]

[Illustration:

  _Eves are not only driving ’buses, but also conducting them these war
    times. Our picture represents the old brigade of ’bus riders
    helplessly imploring our heroine to stop and pick them up. Eve,
    however, having landed a few khaki heroes, is forsaking the regular
    route to take them for a little joy-ride to Richmond Park_
]




The Zeps
Threaten
Again.


[Illustration:

  _Alas! the Coaching Clubs’ fascinating meets are a thing of the past_
]

[Illustration:

  _Eve draws up a list of things to do if the Zeps do come. She is seen
    reading it to Tou-Tou, who is visibly impressed_
]

[Illustration:

  _She carefully packs her hamper every night in case she may have to
    pic-nic out among the débris of her home the next day. Tou-Tou, as
    you see, is wearing his respirator_
]

[Illustration:

  _Here we have a vivid picture of Eve, hamper packed and ready (Tou-Tou
    on guard), keeping one eye open for the alarm. A considerable
    clamour awakens her, so_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_she arises fixes her respirator, and prepares to descend to the
    darkness of the cellars_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_only to find the disturbance was caused by a cordon of those gallant
    fellows, the “Extry-Spechuls,” who are visibly determined to guard
    her from all possible calamity_
]




Eve Mobilises
her Sisters.


[Illustration:

  _Patriotic women are energetically undertaking the work of Adams
    engaged in military duties. Eve desires to form a corps to
    supplement “the Methusiliers” or “the Last Gaspers” in case of
    invasion. Here is Eve being sworn in—a new experience, though,
    thanks to Uncle Fred, she is used to being sworn at_
]

[Illustration:

  _This is not the frivolous picture it appears, but represents little
    Eves in training for E.C.D.C. (Eve’s Coastal Defence Corps). Of
    course, the first thing to do is to learn to swim. Eve cannot tell
    us where this is taking place, as it would give away the (amatory)
    disposition of the Grand Fleet, which anchored dangerously close in
    soon after operations commenced_
]

[Illustration:

  _They found firing practice a little trying and dangerous, although
    the method of holding the rifle as demonstrated by our artist
    certainly mitigates the unpleasantness of the kick back_
]

[Illustration:

  _The cavalry section also had their difficulties_
]

[Illustration:

  _But the grand finale of the procession of the various units of the
    corps through London was an immediate success. The immense concourse
    of young men which followed in its wake were all inveigled into the
    recruiting office, a result which of course justified to the full
    the existence of the corps_
]




Eve’s Adventure
with the Gallant
Submarine.


[Illustration:

  _Eve, overcome by her war energies in London, returns to the east
    coast, where we find her enjoying a peaceful dip far, as one would
    think, from war’s alarms. But_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_suddenly she sees one of England’s gallant submarines appearing to
    investigate her presence. Her intense interest in its approach
    blinds her to the fact of an inimical gas-bag approaching with the
    evident intention of making the important capture of our little
    friend with the grappling iron_
]

[Illustration:

  _This is just Tou-Tou in Imperial mood_ (_it has nothing to do with
    the submarine story, but fills an awkward blank_.—EVE)
]

[Illustration:

  _The bold and wicked air-pirates grappled Eve as planned, but (hooray
    for the Navy!) the gallant officer on the conning tower was able to
    seize her shapely limbs as she drifted over him, and, with the help
    of his equally gallant crew, effected a rescue at the expense of
    Eve’s already diminutive bathing creation_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_and, warm and happy, Eve is conveyed back to land at the slowest
    possible speed_
]




Eve Goes
into the City
and Relieves
a Man for
Active
Service.


[Illustration:

  _Eve, patriotically wishful to release an able-bodied Adam for active
    service, applies for and obtains a situation as clerk in the office
    of a susceptible merchant_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_who in due course introduces her to his staff, who are no less
    pleasantly affected by our charming little friend than their stern
    and businesslike employer_
]

[Illustration:

  _The constant flow of Eve’s khaki-clad friends, perennially anxious as
    to her progress, causes the first rift in the lute between her
    employer and herself_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_which is distinctly widened by the monopoly she gradually obtains
    over the telephone for social purposes_
]

[Illustration:

  _Finally, every clerk being prostrate with heart weakness, and the
    clerical work in the office at a standstill, Eve’s business career
    is cut short by her unappreciative master. By a careless swing of
    the purse Eve is endeavouring to show you her extreme nonchalance in
    a difficult situation_
]




Eve has
Trouble with
her Bills—but
Triumphs.


[Illustration:

  _Eve has spent many sleepless nights brooding over her accumulated
    bills. You see, at the beginning of war time you will remember she
    developed—with ease and rapidity—an activity of shopping under the
    discredited banner of “Business as Usual”_
]

[Illustration:

  _The chill ferocity with which Adam received her “little” accounts has
    filled her with fear and trepidation. Her very independence was
    threatened_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_when an idea struck her—       —and every morning she did her
    exercises with a fervid gusto_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_and by regular attendance at one of the fashionable gymnasiums,
    attained a surprising degree of activity and strength_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_The next time Adam gets the bills and commences his “hymn of hate”_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_she ups and biffs him one in the eye, with surprisingly successful
    results. What is left of Adam may be seen in the picture on the
    right. He is now longing for conscription_
]

[Illustration:

  _Do not misunderstand this picture_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_for as you see, it is only a lesson in botany_
]

[Illustration:

  _Even Eve’s desperate attempts to simulate a gaiety which she does not
    feel do not blind one entirely to the tragedy of the Adamless
    condition of our bathing beaches_
]

[Illustration:

  _At certain fashionable resorts on the east coast Eve and Adam
    discover the rapturous solitude they seek for, which they find
    absolutely denied them_— — —
]

[Illustration:

  —_in erstwhile rural paradises, owing to the activities of the new
    armies and the last gaspers_
]

[Illustration:

  _A tragic and dramatic picture, showing Eve overcome with the sudden
    and true realisation of “where duty calls”_
]




Eve Outwits
Artful
Adam.


[Illustration:

  _Eve receives a telephone message from Adam to say that he will be
    kept late at the office. Since Eve started her new economical
    cooking she has received similar messages about twice a week. So,
    telling the cook to keep Adam’s dinner warm for him_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_she effects a further economy by going out to dinner with a pal_
]

[Illustration:

  _Imagine Eve’s astonishment to see, when she arrives at the
    restaurant, Adam wallowing in a scrumptious dinner with some of his
    men friends. Eve sees but manages not to be seen, and at an early
    hour she slips away and rushes home, where she awaits the elusive
    Adam_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_whom she greets with tender solicitude, and insists on his sitting
    right down and devouring all that nice macaroni that cook has kept
    hot for him. Serve him right, the brute!_
]




Eve Improves upon the
Very Incomplete Interning
Arrangements of the
Government.


[Illustration:

  _Eve, being of opinion that the interning question is not carried
    nearly far enough, decides to complete the operation by removing a
    lot of people who are better away. Here we have her robed and ready
    to hold her court of inquiry_
]

[Illustration:

  _Uncle Fred is the first victim. He has been insufferable since he
    fell down the cellar steps avoiding the Zeppelins, and made his
    bandaged and unjustifiably heroic reappearance since the accident_
]

[Illustration:

  _Next to be sent into an unhonoured obscurity are, reading from left
    to right—(1) The lady who advocates the equality of the sexes, with
    a suppressed predisposition towards emotional freedom; (2) The
    curate who has heard an early cuckoo and looses the news on a
    receptive press; (3) The lady with an insatiable desire to
    communicate with a “lonely soldier”; (4) The little boy who will
    recite; (5) The poetess whose spring ebullitions fill the corners of
    the papers; (6) The little girl scout who desires to blend
    patriotism with publicity—on her knitting activities_
]

[Illustration:

  _Next come, or rather go, those senile saunterers or withered nuts who
    turn round for a leering examination of the little Eves who pass
    them on their doddering promenades_
]

[Illustration:

  _The young man who has Cook-toured the Dardanelles in the past, and
    who on the strength of it insists on explaining at great length the
    operations there, is sentenced to be sent back at once, to be used
    as a sand bag or a buzzer_
]

[Illustration:

  _And last but not least, the gentlemen who invented the wide skirt are
    sentenced to be smothered in their own creations. We regret that
    Eve’s feelings should, after administering justice, have induced her
    to administer a most unjudicial poke with her parasol in the rear
    flank of the destroyer of her peace. Tou-Tou is also seen advancing
    to the attack_
]




And Now
a Little
Racing.


[Illustration:

  _Eve, momentarily weary of well-doing, goes for a holiday and a day’s
    racing_
]

[Illustration:

  _On every hand, with that air of mystery so necessary to all real
    racing “heads,” her admirers urge her to back Mr. Jolly Soel’s
    horse, which she is proceeding to do. When—_
]

[Illustration:

  —_she catches sight of a jockey whose looks attract her, and whose
    colours satisfy her artistic sense. Naturally she puts “her shirt”
    (as Adam so vulgarly expressed it) on his mount_
]

[Illustration:

  _Her attendant Adams scoff at her foolishness, and Eve has many
    anxious moments as the race proceeds_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_but, of course, Eve’s charger rolls home first, and her feelings
    overcome her to such an extent that she embraces the attractive
    jockey in the open. (We regret that the horse, which is on the left
    of the picture, has only two legs. Eve refuses to draw any more for
    the money)_
]




Eve Becomes
a Policewoman.


[Illustration:

  _With the idea of releasing an able-bodied “bobby” for action, Eve
    determines to join the women’s police, and is seen preparing herself
    for her day’s beauty—or rather duty_
]

[Illustration:

  _She found there was no difficulty in stopping the male traffic,
    although jealous and inefficient females evinced a desire to “pass
    along”—with their snub-noses in the air. Everything was going
    beautifully until_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_a gust of wind seriously disturbed the equanimity of our little
    policewoman in the manner above pictorially described. It ended in
    stopping the traffic for miles round_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_as, of course, her damaged coiffure had to be rearranged, amid
    sarcastic comments from the females “afore mentioned”_—
]

[Illustration:

  —_which for once thoroughly upset our tired little heroine, who was
    herself “taken up” dead beat and conveyed home by gallant members of
    the sister services_
]




Uncle Fred
is Again
Victimised.


[Illustration:

  _Eve has a magnificent idea for helping on the war. Meeting Uncle Fred
    in the park, she wheedles him into escorting her into the Saveloy
    Hotel—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—where she is overcome with a sudden faintness, which disappears as
    soon as the perturbed uncle has given her a liqueur brandy. With
    commendable patriotism she has him arrested on the spot for
    treating, and_
]

[Illustration:

  _—the result is a considerable contribution to the funds available for
    the prosecution of the war_
]

[Illustration:

  _Eve would very much like to know why one meets such numbers of young
    soldiers in the “frillies” department at the various stores. To meet
    one’s fiancé in the midst of trousseau preparations is, to say the
    least of it, awkward_
]

[Illustration:

  _The fact that the air raid on London, if coming, cannot be much
    longer postponed, combined with the warm and darkening summer
    evenings, has rendered the game of Zep-watching more popular than
    ever. Many gallant soldiers are daily “bombed” into matrimony in
    consequence_
]

[Illustration:

  _This is a battle picture, and shows a massed attack by Eves and
    attendant Tou-Tous on Mr. Justice “Blank,” who dared to criticise
    the race of Pekingese in court during a recent case_
]




Eve Works
and Plays.


[Illustration:

  _Reminiscences of gay, glad years that are past flicker through Eve’s
    frivolous mind. She remembers the picturesqueness which ever graced
    the appearance of Eve, Evelyn, and Evelinda—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—contrasted with the stern utility of the costumes she now wears.
    However, as Eve says, contrast is the salt of life and—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—after a day’s hard nursing—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—or filing of war-baby records—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—or collecting tickets—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—she finds that she enjoys a little amusement in the evenings more
    than ever she did_
]




Eve and
her Lonely
Soldier.


[Illustration:

  _Eve—in her loneliness—has adopted a lonely soldier, and writes
    faithfully to him every evening_
]

[Illustration:

  _Wishing to make life pleasanter for him she orders for him many
    articles of male attire and other comforting trifles_
]

[Illustration:

  _Eve, finding that the testing of cigars for the lonely one is a
    somewhat unpleasant business, causes a certain amount of friction
    with Adam by sending him the ones she knows that Adam keeps for
    himself and his particular friends_
]

[Illustration:

  _When the lonely soldier comes home Eve goes forth to meet him in her
    very best with his photograph dangling gracefully round her neck for
    identification purposes_
]

[Illustration:

  _At the station (it is a station) Eve meets her lonely friend, but
    finds to her astonishment, when she warmly greets him, he does not
    return it with any enthusiasm. Turning round she sees to her
    horror—not unmixed with fear—that his wife, whom she hadn’t heard
    anything about, has also arrived on the scene_
]




Eve
Goes
into the
Beauty
Business.


[Illustration:

  _Eve, Evelyn, and Evelinda find they simply must do something to pay
    for the rise in hats consequent on these horrid war taxes—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—so, with a view to keeping some of the new officers up to old form,
    they start a beauty barber’s shop for the blue and khaki—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—which is an immense success from the day of opening. Isn’t Adam on
    the right getting a dinky frothing?_
]

[Illustration:

  _Manicuring is simply a screaming success. Two operators are
    compulsory. For Eve cannot trust Evelyn or Evelinda, and neither of
    them can trust Eve alone in the dim recesses of that department_
]

[Illustration:

  _But success brings as usual trials in its train, and now Aunt Martha
    insists on having her hair curled there daily—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—while Uncle Fred is a very glutton for having his hair cut_
]




Christmas at Home
and
Amusing.


[Illustration:

  (1) _Eve goes down to Aunt Matilda for Christmas. Her first care is to
    hang up a bunch of mistletoe in a prominent position—_
]

[Illustration:

  (2)_—which she steadfastly stands under. Alas! naughty old men and
    schoolboys are the only representatives of the male species present
    to take advantage of it_
]

[Illustration:

  (3) _The Christmas dinner is still more depressing—no Adams, no
    excitement. (Note the size of the war plum pudding and the character
    of the drinks)_
]

[Illustration:

  (4) _So Eve says she has had a wire and the next day bids farewell to
    a stern and incredulous aunt_
]

[Illustration:

  (5) _Back in town again, and the dear boys ring up and insist on Eve
    coming to the Savoy for Boxing Day dinner_
]

[Illustration:

  (6) _Here are the dear boys in khaki and blue telephoning. The names,
    from right to left, are (censored by Eve)_
]

[Illustration:

  (7) _And finally here is our little friend, her spirits regained and
    surrounded by her gallant friends in khaki and blue, to whom, on
    behalf of herself and all her dear friend readers, she is wishing
    God-speed, good luck, and a happy and victorious return_
]




Eve and the
New Furs.


[Illustration:

  _Eve is a great admirer of the new voluminous high-collared fur cloak,
    but finds it impossible to see—much less appreciate—the dinky
    tassels on her new boots_
]

[Illustration:

  _She also finds her friends have the greatest difficulty in
    recognising her, and that Tou-Tou is continually getting lost_
]

[Illustration:

  _Furthermore, these high collars make it necessary for Jack and Tommy
    to feed her when she goes to tea with them at the Savoy. (Doesn’t it
    make a pathetic and appealing picture?)_
]

[Illustration:

  _One advantage, however, is that when Johnny Slacker, Mr. Bore, or
    anyone horrid heaves in sight she can retire without danger of
    recognition_
]

[Illustration:

  _Eve adores the ferocious masks which adorned the muffs of the truly
    fashionable last winter. But the above tragic incident, which shows
    a convalescent V.C. fainting in sheer terror at the sudden
    appearance of our heroine—and muff—has considerably shaken her
    pleasure in her hand warmer_
]

[Illustration:

  _Eve is “simply mad” over the way Gertie Millar does her hair in the
    Gollywog song at the Palace Theatre. She tried it, went to the
    theatre, and found herself the centre of interest from all sides and
    abuse from the back_
]




Some Why’s
and
Wherefores.


[Illustration:

  _The tax on tea and sugar has reduced our poor Eve and Tou-Tou to hot
    water instead of the refreshing cup of tea which formerly cheered
    Eve’s early-morning awakening._
]

[Illustration:

  _Why it is that when Adam has got his oldest clothes on, and has
    neglected to shave the bristles from his clear-cut chin, he always
    meets his most adorable acquaintances—Miss Wild-Duck, Miss Flirt,
    and Mrs. Darling—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—Whereas, when he goes out to dine, très bien soigné in his brand-new
    uniform—red tabs an’ all—this is the sort of party that greets his
    wrathful gaze? (At the particular moment the picture was taken Aunt
    Matilda’s second revoke was passing unnoticed in the pleasant hum of
    conversation)_
]

[Illustration:

  _Why, also, that on the rare occasions when Eve’s oft-quoted but
    distant cousin, the Countess of Crimp, takes her out for a drive,
    the streets are empty of envious friends or impressed tradesmen—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—And that the dear Duchess of Bohemia insists on spending the whole
    of their mutual time in the obscurity of a “movie” theatre—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—Whereas when Cousin Tom from the country, with absolute sartorial
    indifference to the conventions of London, induces her to drive out
    in his second-hand Ford, Eve meets and sees everyone she has been
    trying to impress favourably for seasons past?_
]




A
Matrimonial
Puzzle—

—and Eve
as a
Chaperone.


[Illustration:

  _This is Eve congratulating her two dear friends—Miss Verry-Pretty and
    Miss Plain—on their engagements. She is expressing the usual frantic
    anxiety to meet the happy fiancés_
]

[Illustration:

  _She meets them, and wonders again for the nth time why it is that the
    pretty girls are nearly always captured by the—well—ordinary-looking
    men, while those less favoured by Nature so often bag veritable
    Adonises_
]

[Illustration:

  _Eve, burdened with the responsibilities of her unmarried sisters,
    Evelyn and Evelinda, is always endeavouring to get them suitably
    paired. She finds it very annoying that when she takes them out to
    dine with her very highly respectable cousin, the Countess of Crimp,
    they meet so many people like Mr. Snob, Captain Auction-Bridge, and
    Mr. Toady_
]

[Illustration:

  _Whereas when she has tucked her little charges safely away in bed and
    flies out for a little relaxation to a naughty night club—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—She meets Lord Knut, Reggie Hardcash, and all those very gilded and
    eligible young men who would lead Evelyn and Evelinda to the altar
    in so suitable—and golden—a fashion_
]




—And Yet
More
Why’s.


[Illustration:

  _Adam insists on Eve being revaccinated. Eve retorts that it can’t be
    done while the fashions prevent you having any sleeves in your
    evening dresses. Adam replies, “Have it done on the leg, then!” But
    Eve, more in sorrow than in anger, is saying, “How can I show my
    legs to a doctor man!”_
]

[Illustration:

  _Why is it so many people’s telephones are in the hall or some equally
    public place? This is what Eve feels like when Captain Perfect
    Spooner rings her up at a friend’s house_
]

[Illustration:

  _Why is it when most married men are simply dying to be “called”
    anywhere—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—A short-sighted Government has called up all the single men who are
    so badly needed at home and enjoy life so unmistakably?_
]

[Illustration:

  _This is how trench life appeals to them respectively. The married men
    are on the right. (We must explain that the bachelor warriors on the
    left are not petrified with terror, but only agitated in thinking of
    the dear girls they left behind)_
]




Eve at a
Dinner Party—


[Illustration:

  _This is one of Eve’s great moments in the day—namely, arriving last
    at a big dinner party. She knows full well the effect of this tardy
    coming—this bursting upon a collection of delighted if hungry men
    and curious and envious women—instead of trickling in with the
    others at the proper time_
]

[Illustration:

  _But the above manœuvre is a very catching habit, and each little Eve,
    anxious not to be the first to arrive, delays the hour of dining.
    Here we see a vivid picture of a hostess and her male guests sharing
    the knowledge that the soup is cold and the dinner going to blazes_
]

[Illustration:

  _Eve has suffered overmuch lately from Aunt Matilda and Major Bore, so
    in a spirit of devilish revenge she brings them together in a little
    party à trois and tells each of them that the other is very deaf.
    The consequence was that they screamed away at each other until
    their tiresome voices were stilled for an appreciable period_
]




—and With Our
Gallant Airmen.


[Illustration:

  _Eve receives an invitation from a unit of that most attractive and
    gallant body of men, the Royal Flying Corps. She is intensely
    excited and rushes off to see them_
]

[Illustration:

  _She finds that the “feeling” between woman and woman is nothing
    compared with that existing between members of the two sections of
    flying men. In the picture the gallant observer is saying, “What!
    Lunching with a beastly pilot? We always look upon ’em as mere
    chauffeurs, Eve, dear”—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—Whereas, the intrepid pilot at luncheon remarked, “I shouldn’t get
    too thick with those observer fellers, Eve; we only regard ’em as
    bally luggage.” (Eve had to put the wings on the wrong side of the
    chest to show them)_
]




Eve Goes
on to a
Farm—


[Illustration:

  _Eve, tired of the tension of war anxiety in town, determines to join
    the army of farmworkers. She and Adam therefore journey to Mudshire
    and offer their services to Farmer Giles. He suggests that they
    should commence by looking after the lambs, which pleased Eve
    immensely, as it meant a journey to town to procure a ducky little
    Watteau shepherdess gown. The lambs were hardly less affected than
    Farmer Giles._
]

[Illustration:

  _Eve’s artistic sense is deeply offended by the bizarre, not to say
    early-Victorian, markings of the cows; however, a judicious
    application of paints transformed them into ornamental as well as
    useful members of the community. Farmer Giles’s hair is, you will
    observe, rising in horror and pushing his hat of his head. (Eve
    can’t draw cows’ legs; hasn’t she got out of it cleverly?)_
]




—To Help the Labour-denuded
Farmer.


[Illustration:

  _After experimenting in pretty but amorous poultry Eve is here seen
    ruthlessly banishing them from her rural Paradise; for, as she truly
    says, “they set such a bad example to the servants”_
]

[Illustration:

  _Adam decided to attend to the little ducks. He does so, and Eve
    prudently decides to—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—Abandon Farmer Giles at once, and she returns with a chastened and
    apologetic Adam to London. The animals in the picture are those
    which Eve made pets of at the farm, and which she simply couldn’t
    bear to part with. So she is taking the poor darlings with her_
]




Eve
Appears
in
“Tina”—


[Illustration:

  _Eve, like Byron, wakes up one morning to find herself famous, as the
    Adelphi Theatre has made a screaming success over an “Eve” number.
    Here she is, with an equally excited and palpitating Tou-Tou,
    dashing to the theatre to book seats_
]

[Illustration:

  _This is the ’orrible press outside the box office, which is besieged
    by khaki and blue—who do the most of the pressin’—Miss Wild-Duck,
    Miss Darling, and all the little Eves who appeared in the spring
    like the snowdrops_
]




—At the Adelphi Theatre.


[Illustration:

  _Here is dear Phyllis Dare singing the song, also Tou-Tou, who made
    straight for the stage when the play commenced, and some gallant
    heroes, who see their old but elusive friend materialised at last_
]

[Illustration:

  _All this theatrical publicity has caused Eve’s head to swell right
    out of her collar. In the first glow of fame she feels she can treat
    Aunt Matilda, Miss Gush, and the Bore brothers with the indifference
    she has so long suppressed_
]




The Death
of Tou-Tou.


[Illustration:

  _Now this is the terrible tragedy of Tou-Tou—Eve discovereth him
    imbibing of strong liquors—and in war time too_
]

[Illustration:

  _So she took the delinquent to hear Sir Edward Clarke’s grave lecture
    wherein he urged the clergy to set an example to the country by
    giving up all intoxicants. Tou-Tou’s disgust is evident. Owing to
    lack of space we have only room to show Sir Edward’s impressive
    legs_
]

[Illustration:

  _Overcome by Sir Edward’s eloquence, Eve takes Tou-Tou to the police
    station to sign the pledge_
]

[Illustration:

  _Tou-Tou, accustomed to sly sips of port, stands the monotony of life
    for some time, but suddenly breaks out and enters on a career of
    “frightfulness,” which, as is seen in the picture, thoroughly upsets
    his mistress. The sad result of this outburst is seen in the
    right-hand corner of our page._
]

[Illustration:

  _A number of tiny dances were given this springtime for the sake of
    the dear boys on leave. Hundreds of years ago, before the war, Eve
    used to get her dance invitations in this way on formal and
    ceremonial cards. But nowadays they are conveyed in much happier
    fashion; for instance—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—Reggie (on leave): “Hello! Hello, Eve! Just back, old girl, and a
    few of us want to strafe some bubbly tonight, so we’ve borrowed a
    house, and we’re givin’ a hop. Roll up with a few ‘cheeries,’ and
    bring a bottle with you in case the supply dries up”_
]

[Illustration:

  _The classical picture on the left represents the pre-war Adam taking
    a demure Eve away from her watchdog for a graceful waltz. On the
    right you see the modern, cheerful, and unchaperoned conditions.
    (The Adams and Reggies don’t really dance in uniforms and spurs, but
    Eve likes drawing them like that)_
]




War-time
Dances.


[Illustration:

  _The arrival at “the ball” in the old days. Haughty wall-propping men,
    and little Eves wondering whether they were going to get off and
    detach one of the aforesaid males from his customary support, or
    also decorate the side benches—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—But nowadays at “the party” each little Eve takes her own young
    man—sometimes two—with whom she spends the greater part of a
    delightful evening, so she’s happy, he’s happy, and chaperones,
    safely ensconced in bed or at the bridge table, are happy too—_
]

[Illustration:

  _—While the final breakfast-supper, when a raid is made on the kitchen
    to see what can be found, and Reggie or Billy makes the most divine
    omelettes in the fish saucepan, provides a worthy finish to a
    delightful evening, which keeps many a festive on-leaver out of
    mischief_
]




Au Revoir.


[Illustration]

  _Printed by Eyre & Spottiswoode, Ltd., His Majesty’s Printers, East
                        Harding Street, London._




[Illustration]

[Illustration]

                 _All “Eves” should buy “The Tatler,”_

and then send it out to their Adam, whether he be in the North Sea or
the Trenches.

                               THE TATLER

is merry, jolly, and pretty—and heaven knows “the boys” get little
enough of that side of life while doing their grim duty.

[Illustration: THE UNIQUE PAPER]

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                          TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES


 1. Silently corrected typographical errors and variations in spelling.
 2. Retained anachronistic, non-standard, and uncertain spellings as
      printed.
 3. The original did not have full stops at the end of the captions.
      This was not corrected.
 4. Enclosed italics font in _underscores_.





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