The evening world. Newspaper, May 21, 1901, Page 8

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iE cB be | u try 00080.908002-2. —r THE CUP BELONGS “ b? SOME SECRETS whitening the greasy skin? for an oll n. pint; rosewa 7 Vinegar upo: stand for one the rose wate Do not keep ti a me The follow Mt to boiling mercury in this hot w adil with a smal! Do not cury js a dang. use as here advised, bu leave within re: Norant persons. A Common Affliction. Dear Mre. Aye: Tam trouble heads on my around my mouth: remedy. HERE no eure the blerm/«) write, re by Internal deranges : ance of tho pers ° OR HOME see DRESSMAKERS, The Evening World's Fashion Uint, Daily x four gears of ue. lal @ taches site the double brim, Ts vara one Is ured, with % r or ribbon four inches wise ¢ ORY’S TIMELY CARTOON. BACK UI ‘THE CITY GIRL. « $23, one size only)| thought, the roses with pink, were no fairer. Ano’ The World,| her ns he did, might have sean only a| weighed not; he cared not—he only knew| that you're going away—and you—you| and best woman in the world?” p ara, ‘ang 68 we is Nt YORK HAS DIVORCITIS. By FRANK PARKER. UNGEE. Publishing Company, 63 to 6) PARK ROW, New York. w York an Second: 8 Mall Matter. Publtshed by the P: Entered at the P’ MR. KEENE’S “TRUST NO MAN” (AS HEARD AND AS POSSIBLY MEANT. Through no other medium could Mr. James R. Keene have reached so many people and so many minds as through the Sunday World, in which paper he recently figured as the star of a Kate ( Mr. Keene’s printed remarks have won him a great army of critics. These are not all friendly. One of them is the Rev, Dr. Banks, of Grace M. E. Church, in this ¢ity. Dr. Banks ption to the great financier’s statement that all men are rew interview. takes exc bad and not to be trusted. And thus saith the preacher: A man will never rise who does not belleve in anything better than himself. No nian will ever be a good man who believes every other man {s bad. * * * Now, it is evident that, while Mr. Keene is rightly quoted, he ia in some quarters misunderstood. If he had really meant his “Never trust any man absolutely” in all the boldness of the phrase, | § his words would have been a living contradiction of his life and of any man’s life. 4 Our careers are run in trustfulness that is chiefly absolute. 3 our away-from-home dinners; we t who puts up, out of our We trust the chef who prepar trust the druggis dpmenece-e-ene-ene-ene-eh ENTRUST AWE sight, the preseription that means life or Lave oun * death; we trust the unseen engincer on the fly- LIVEs. i poceweeeeeeert ing train; wo trust the pilot at his post on the steamship while we sleep. Our confidence in our fellow men about For the chief part it is justi- vere the most vital concerns is unlimited. fied by events and experience. * « * But, “Never trust any man absolutely,” says Mr. Keene. Is it not likely that he voices in this sweeping way tho feeling which many a man has that no other can or will do for him quite as he pene neuvensend his blushing bride come honeymooning here, Eotietes aor ked divorce courts fill their rural hearts with fear. omen rush to gain divorces by the score, And every day that passes the line swells more and more. Till Reuben says: “If these is city ways, we'd better stay Where divorce ain't come in fashion yet, In little old N. J. would do for himself ¢ The Wall street magnate spoke as one who is successful in a singular calling. Ie has won his triumphs in an atmosphere of |: fever and suspicion—an atmosphere calenlated 99900992935 Peer eeneneenenenen0-0 soneees | couoEs ewe to beget business Cs aaete seen eee ‘ eS sO Ss ROAR TR EE zh, which th den Rule TCOCCIART Sececeeenrreeey eee regia Ti iOten ee THE KICKERS’ CLUB IN REGULAR SESSION. Kick 4gninet Crowded Ferries, no one else. Nothing fa more disheatt- keep his word ts To the Bittor of the Rrening World: ening than to have your day marred by |itck in my re The Cortlandt, Desbrosses and other | listening to a whining tale of woe. lowers the neral standard of hi Jorsey ferries run only one boat in ten MARCIA V, MAYER. but robs ons of faith in human sapere ee atnaiers sour Ta Sonee: Kick Agal Fair Intruders. ae makes one suspicious of the prom- ; : . aaa ses of other men, wh In a way, there is abundant authority for counsel against over-|f°om only." and we weary Jerseyites WNewiewcd eee eeercarena tt ise trutheu! Deen rich tnecceronanae r y of the swiftest no man absolutely it is quite possibly true that men have looked ©. He not only twice in his direction when the Street was not sure what he was up to, * ° * must need b p rare ea Bete Nequrele Aa B-Geondnd- 04 confidence in our fellows. dumb riven Scatiauwnynnenaaie ary But seated werarally Howeine voce Ze ee Paints , fv . Kile 4 7 1. ‘ ; “Put not your trust in princes,” says the Testament, and for boat every flvo minutes tn rush hours.|1n the four rear seats? Women. ck Aqninat Park Restrictions, f i REVEALED BY AN EXPERT, ee : + a? Rann ae Reena nnte Meer ener al setaey, | seek: AMOKER | fe ie Dilee etd tes erenieg sword f “princes” some men read “money kin; or other things. ‘Trust| man 1 kick. HACKENSACK. : ” T kick against the rule forbtddt HARRIET HUBBARD AYER. | ! ase? aff Mieke Agaimat “Central” Ioteking ot flowers tn the Drone woods, night vtore sotie to bed, dt you| HO went.” says Shakespeare, in affairs of love. And when William Kick Againet High Fares. To the Billter of The Evening Worlt Whesese eoudaty areeoverruaal by erase i ier Fs ne . rues Feaaht Cee i you ‘i Pitt d h i fid 4 1 f the Etter of the Bresing Wortd ‘The telephone girl who breaks In on} patches of wild violets, hy’ 3 Li sa E t ryt brush {may make the] » .¢ Pitt declares that “confidence is a plant of] if one wants to go on a suburban ratl-| Your conversation by countless repeti- | other flows Tetsnohonetiiaayd pick ‘Are you through iste: Qvhen leven a tiny b to her | never be :n! road he has to pay too much, and fr {s| Hons of 5 ” slow grow josom” he seems to hoof low growth in an aged bos: Thats whion fe keen RESIN oestote | ailnstannt them, They would sed, and such a handful of ng will prove me mer, ron forza day for two. AUTHOUITY ut 1 Bast Grain, danohnea as ecams: APS CATT) imply that a long life’s events may establish | coopea up in the city on these lovely | that you are not) ts a nulsance only | woodland biossoma would breathe @ . babnine ee abst * “ Wie A s y spring days. The ratiroada are rich} tolerated on account of her sex. She | ve eree a ‘ ve grams; oxtde of zinc, | teeeeeeeeeeees uncertainty as to man’s good faith toward man. | ana ought to cut down on fares, Let| should be supprensed at all costs, Why | poor c! era ines of spring to some doesn’t some one Invent an automat! telephone girl who can “Through?” nor Isten -to conversation? AUGt Kick Aun To the Editor of Th ehalf grams: vlolet extra: its ; 4 this kick be agitated. cebinelsuiphurear But it is to be doubted if Mr. Keene meant so broad a range 1 Y. CARSTEN, Jr. then add the} of skepticism as all this. One may suspect that what he intended | icone againet Man with to actime, until a 4 - ’, Wat mad inno. | to say was this: “Never trust another man’s agents absolutely to] to the rator ot 7 A The man who has a Kr ie ot the} buy Northern Paeifie on a cornered market. Go for it yourself. | sons the air HERRMAN SCHNEIDER, Kick Agninet Cigar Names, 9 the Hilltor of The Mvening Worté: such things after to be epl- for severa! rea- Ither ask | ir private | TUS ILD, arlevance. te: ‘ e the ap-| The 4 7 i fit.”” quaintances « The man whe promise: a honsiaug ° ple A eeeH hea b There are other exes on the margin of profit. Teaethaetieant Ar Ga aa sand : a He te) bef miraged. I know * * * Let him keep itt henceforth relieved of all obtigation to| greatness in myscit, and it. atv = hess tt c eo me | morning. Wash away 1 pure hygtente poap. ots of trouble to squelch them lest I come great and have some kind of beer or whiskey, or a 5 or 10 cent clwar named after me. JEAN SAUNDERS, Kick Against 8: Cars. To the Gxito- of The Evening World: Why can't the average cable car be just double tts present length? This would alleviate tho crush, give comfort- able aurreundings to passengers and save the company tho cost of extra cars, I kick against the present small, coftin-ltke ca STRAP HOLDER. PREPARED, R. SPUDLONG," began the youth, hanging his pat on the back of the chair, "I will oe cupy only a few moments of your time T have come to ask you for your daugi: t A SONG OF TRE SPEEDWAY. Novertheless, Dr. Banks's utterance is good as it stands and is true. Gobd Philosopher Emerson maintained with more than spe- cious argument that a man is, in effect, whatever good thing he ap- dln aera If he feels within himself the ‘HATS comprehension of good verse, ho is a good poet. If he tingles with the significance of a} ureat painting, he is a great artist. If the t-inner sense, he preciates. gemeeemeneenenene + superb lines of a work in marble appeal to his is a great sculptor. If the ideals of truth and justice shine before his desiring mind, he has in him the essence of goodness. Of these things the converse would be but logical. tion chiefly of the bad would mean innate badness in whomever it inight appear. ‘That it does not appear in all men is one proof that all mon are not bad—that Mr. Keene would have been wrong had he meant all the preacher thought he did. Apprecia- rv oung man," said tho elderly bank er, “do you"— { “Yen, alr, I realize fully that she has been tenderly nurtured and that she is very dear tc you; also her home ts one in which she has been surrounded by every luxury, But sho ts willing to leave it." SOME OF THE FUN OF THE DAY. | NOT MATES. NOT IN THESE DAYS. e said Mr 3 Young Promotor—The scheme ts bound leigh, “Lo promised mo her that Pd nev ty succeed. There are three or four) marty aout | found the right girl” capttaltate behind It _wno are worth in| need!” eaxchained Misa Sha the aggremate $20,1€0,000, | nd—er—you re the rah! Old Promoter—Do you call auch men “That's too bad, you're the wron as those capitalists? man." $$ — THE KNODS WERE THERE. “Pve got to get myself a pair of sir, Ecan’t quite maintain her tm the atyle to which she has beén accus- tomed, but [ havo a good salary, and So ts she” ‘es, wir, I will keep my life Insured for a sum sufficient to provide for her if I whould be taken away.” iy pou you" — “Ant med tha minister, “A4hINE | ghoea,"' sald Miss Bunyon, “and I'm eo | wou on Sabbath! What sill your father | termined to have a real nobby pair.” “No, sir, I would not expect to live say to yout : * “Why, my dear,” sweetly replied her | with the family, I am able to buy and Can't tell yet," repiied the bad doy. | pest friend, “I'm sure any palr of shoes furnish a modest home for her.” said Mr, Spudiong, “I rather like Goods" — “Young man, “If t don't catch nothin’ I'l catea its! you would wear would have to be} re looking at hi {fT do, 1 won't knobby.”’ Cea VICTIM OF RAD crept, ‘Thers comes a trying Ume to many a man— | A fact this te heyont all doubt “hen to get Into debt he has to plan With tact as great an to get out. watch, —————— PAINFUL EXTRACTION, “The doi 2 hia Inner oMfce the operatin, “Wh: | The Eattor—This spring poem of yours In too Inte for use this year, eee ner ne ete ney at Of] The Poet--1 know that, but 1 thought, conaldering tho amount seamen aie Fim [inet at every oMce tn the city, you might use It In your Christmas number. By_GONA_5. BRAINERD. TO-DAY’S LOVE STORY. ‘ook in her eyes.1 for her was tike a child crying for the) “No—no—I won't laugh.” she sald, ;truv,” she sald aimply. "I thought youyone cares—no one has ever cared. It ane sara ae T0gn! earnestly. knew at first; but when you didn't seem | Was foollsh of me, maybe, but I wanted ai thieest cee ticeaea The day camo for her to Ku away, He! “Well, then—I—I've loved you every |to are—or to care—I Just went on let-| YOu to always think of me aa great her Ayetat® ra walked with her down the country road, |iittle minute alnce you first came; I|ting you think well of me. I'm old— and happy. You might as well know-t a her mp skirts dmugeling tn the dust| shall Just go on loving you, I guess, all|oh, #0 old—my whole aclf ts a sham; | !'m just a plain workingwomen.” a great thing to be| and the itttle bangles jangling at her/the rest of my life; but I knew {t/I'm going back to work, work, work for] Ile looked avout him at the ucres of Sp nalts reater, per-| belt. couldn't be—you with your’ actin’ and|my loaf of bread. I'm not a great] ¥ his own; he thought of In Miranda’s heart, a lady—and yet she! “you're going away,” he sald awk-|your gay city Ife and averything—#o [| writer at all—only sometimes I pick up eT hard, unoiciafie No one tenant long may stay; tone: he aw tn her the] wardly, “back te your own kind of a Ife, Just went on loving you and T thought | iltt@ work on the newspapers; and | pavement of the cclty atrests he looked @ Cupid's cleaning houso to-day, : ail en hee ah drag-} but I want to tell you befure you go/l'd never tell you. You're not angry |the parts I play are only parts to fill at the pathetic drooping, fgur of the That the summer boarders may sy al [ee oe ate ts, her futty,| something I knew you wouldn't itsten| with me, are you? You don't mind|up when some one else fs ili, 1 might|“*rnat's your train now," he sald Get an early start. eeiiagetintg | erece nee ieieae gett ittle manner-|¢o, or I'd have told you before; but you| when I eu that I think you are the|say J was born In the wings of the| ploking up lise and ‘pointing to 9 Cupid's cleaning house to-day - . tng] ivme, her wisdom of the world; he| won't mind my telling you now-yjow| most beautiful and the very brighest/theatre—my mother didn't want me—|-\9 village dove th Tom ‘You're not In Miranda's heart, te was! @ dances. I've Just érittea |POINE Dack, Ident. cere who you are i Gieng—T'm too el to beatin oven-ae you} do you room. wv FOR TRANSIENT GQuastTs. UPID'S cleaning house to-day In Miranda's heart. Here It {s the firet of May! Cupid's cleaning house to-day, For the summer guests make way! Winter beau, depart! Cupid's cleaning house to-day + In Miranda's heart, Cupid 8 cleaning house to-day in} mother's alender woman, with thi) dleach-! he loved her—but he felt that @ hope. ee—will your’ 3 te

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