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6 LONDON, June 12—Mr. J. Plery Suit Her. jer Hair Doesn't ATE CAREW ABROAD. No. 4.—Mr. Morgan at Church Parade. pont Mr has not y PSA I THE WORLD: ed by the Pre: | sensible remarks o | the ‘“‘profoss th ional go on year nf | deeeeee cee ee gy MR. COLER wont AT 'T |) MREFORMPRS 3 Porecsc cscs ey ’ e cS bf ¢ | . their heads out of vastne: their « and try adopt theirs, ‘This is not im 2CH But these gen jof tho i SCOCCOCOCOOCOCOOOOOON OL FOr Proceso eeeeeees {MERCHANTS as ¢ ovoK. ERS AS pRour | i “ “Armor” is th If the moder: “Crazy V ms” were really a follo and COCO OC: dismal. ate which will wipe on sion that trade is seientifie research, WHY THE Anywhere in ediction that he COCCOCSOCCOCCOC ECC OO OCOEOLL the eyes you think It pos . would buy the British is rything ry to, Royalty looks NYecrelitelesa easel ke and belte viles and waves lie hand when the Steel WG comes ae : Cy; = “VEALE NE) T, coat SOME SECRETS OF BEAUTY iitter ntBoakd aver ¢ onters! | Pretty color. dark red or tlons for u take my advice reaser, choons the wish and bh t some one Why To Reduce a Tow Opulent Bust. Deer Mra Ayer Once you had a ri bust. 1 tried it lost the recipe. Please la again. | 6 this the treatment y: ] Teduce too flesh: rt the breasts every made as follows; Arist: white vaseline, 3 grams, essence OR HOME DRESSMAKERS. Zhe Evening World's Fashion Hint. Daily out this tucked akin: ‘ 814 yards of mater! 01-4 yards © Inches wide or 41-3) @ tnchee wide will bo required. ‘To eo, “ wide, varés aes sereeerenene Saree waar — Sa ° THEB “SHE WAS ENT raged Thy. Pattern (No, 8,854, aires 22 to 20) nt for 30 cents. te “Cashier,,The World, p, Meme Works Che’ question berveen Gwendolen and the book—because Mr. Astranham intimated to me that Debrott King wanted to Join Ghe parts: aud we ed duem whet Den MARION, uly be Anc now s¢ and sensibly. suinption, ind decent-minded Why is there t deceney in agains There can be cleaner-m: IRELY SAFE. (leeecccccosoey twos ANE NOT SO? ¢ Low-1DED tas miny UsED r To BE, Lleeeecccsecced) It of nasty iden ” intered at the Post-Office at New York as Second-Clans ial Matter. WHY “PROFESSIONAL REFORMERS” ARE | SUCH STUPID, ABSURD NUISANCES. | ‘Tho Comptroller, Mr. Coler, has in the Independent some very ‘they proceed to try to compact to their stupid little model the and variety of all human nature. They invent a system of quality whish all of us havo moro or less. tnan ut work without thinking how much better you could do some things he was doing? P our neighbors from # point of viow which, when you come to examine it, implies that you-think yourself just-about perfoot? Yes, we all havo the elements of the prim, narrow, rain little professional reformers in us. specticle these men make of themselves and fleo from their error: | into which we might so easily fall. SPOILING A SPEECH. The German Emporor made a, for him, surprisingly moderate | | . ” jand sensible speech to u company of merchants on Tuesday. It! as all about peaco barons figure of speech, | yoke a war and get his fellow-countrymen to plunge into woe! th and debt, the outlook for humanity would indeed be) Instead he is a Morgan, organizing international industries chented, will help men to grasp the practical fact of the community of interest of all mankind. wealth in founding libraries, in upbuilding colleges, in promoting o-called degenerate dayst ue in thought and condnet in this country was the presumption to suspect others of evil conduct in those ways. they shouted arainst low-mindedness, passed laws against a man FRIDAY EVENING; JUNE 21, 1901. 58 Publishing Company, 63 to &@ PARK ROW, New York nthe eubject of “those narrow-minded men” reformers.” But why does he wonder that ter year learning nothing and blocking progress in their welkmeant but absurd attempts to aid itt Like tho Anarchists, liko the Socialists, like faddists of every kind, they cannot understznd human naturo. They get into books a notion of how men ought to be. And to compel nature to fling away hor system and pudenos. It is only ignoranco. Also it is vanity. tlemen, aftor all, morcly have in the oxtreme a Did you ever watch a Don’t you often find yourself cri Let us bo warned by the ridiculous | and commerce. But just at the ond he spoiled | it all. Ho lauded tho enterprise of the new| and vigorous race of German merchants and | said: j T can only rejoice when they go forth with tar-| seoing gazo sevking new points where we can knock | in nails on whtch to hang our armor. | A " | ho proper word to uso in such a mediaeval, bar-| n merchant wero really the sort of man our! and Chamberlains and Lodges picture, if he ww who went about looking for a chance to pro: trace and national prejudices, will end the delu- a swindlo, in which ono party is certain to be Instead he is a Carnegie, using his in glorifying the arta of peace. MAN HAS A CHANCE NOW. this country a few years ago n woman had only to bring against a man a charge that he hed misconducted himself when they were alone, and the man was ruined. Nobody believed him. believed her. Everybody To-day, as this Jersey case illustrates, such a charge brought by a woman is weighed on its merits. Tt is studied calmly 1 to be belioved the woman must overcome the > general, that men are on the whole generous and respectful in their attitude toward women. now this presumption of deeeney—now, in these Why in tho old days of alleged greater aman? only one explanation. We are better to-day, cd, less evil in certain waye—and therefore less prone In the old days ARLY AMBITIONS. By FRANK PARKER. i. ew. rae ee CCSOSCCECCCSCCECOSCOCCOCCOSOOSSC ECOSOC NO. 4.-RICHARD CROKER. When I still was an unarrived comer I yearned to hoard wealth as a plumber; But I shook that ambition For the Boss’s position, And a call on Ed VII. each summer. wet THE EVENING WORLD'S BIG LETTER CLUB. Some Fun for Genenlogtats. Te the Ditto: of The Evening World: | i What reader «an puzzle out the fol-| olden times men could marry and settle publishing this. he) for being a hero to all and for saving In|my Ife. Please thank him for me by He did moro than all Mra, A Justice for the Poor, Mtor of The Evening World it Is a shame the way poor treated In courts in this Unt! a man ts over twenty-five | rarely earns enough to marry on. town at twenty-one, But living costs| the rest. so much more now and work {s so much | hurder to get and wages are <0 poor | 7, 1 promotion {x so glow that we simn- ply cannot afford to marry. inwing question: Mr, A fs a widower Javing one son; Mra. B is a widow hav- ing one daughtor; Mr. A marries Mrs iva daughter; Mra, B marries Mr A's unton, What relation aro t children to Y. M. ARCHER. seartaintinenveatterese other? WILLIAM HAWLE | the city thousands of Why Young Men Don't Murry. | rs for a trial, If they had been To the titer af id have been electrocuted. T nee compl nen don't MAK care to marry. be white straw hat and a 6 fdiots say it ts Women's Might te Work, cause girls have rtorated. wo ribbon and a black sult. He waa on |ay ie sstitar at Tre Evening World: not 80, We rry because wo the Northfield (the ferry-boat) when sho! Reniving to a} don't get enough pay to support a wife. went down, [ would Ike to thank hIM| earnery whose writer claire women = wares 7 should ren Nat home and “do bo: - work, cook! DAILY PICTURE PUZZLE. ok T weuld say about the young woman whose parer have rted her for elghtern year: Is she to remain dependent upon them untl scene man comes along and mar- rea her or (if she remain single) untit those parents shall work themselves to death for her? I am a young woman having a dear, good mother, but nw father, The iittle I bring in each wvecie goog to my mother as {t Is given to me at the office, with not a cent taken out. ‘That itttle toward the Let kissing his wife on Sunday, &c., &e., because —well, Puritanism may have had an external appearance of stern virtuo, but benenth the surface the stream of evil thought and evil desire must have run very foul. vne Dean Swift who so acutely said “A nice man is a man he wh tn the hereafter ville theatres and Ledger. t Ke “Yen, you noe, whiskey named a} in fact, I JOP MILLER’S PUNISHMENT, If the Mikado's principle of making the punishment ft the crime fs carried out nade of Joe Miller ts probably doomed to haunt the vaude- nm to the endless repotition of his olé jokes.—Philndelphia — A KENTUORY WINEER. “That Kentucky novel.is having-a fine boom." vt etch @ good start by having @ cacshorse and a brand o: st at onee."—Chicago Record-Herala. OR after hot bread and coffee. sullar look came about] Ina eo tone draugnts 1) behind the plope aieht of thn waite eott > of a white cottage Ceett | taken up his abode. lite behtmd him, as was a sand miles aways In the smatl ywrd below the German woman spaded and sowed seed and wot. out piantr and vines, He often went down to helo ber, and was resterded by & bell watch calls the farm houso tbat had | he old itfe had tailen from nor came into Als favo, of water. house, a frame strucure surmot ‘The Little Teacher lived in the brown wave of progress AXer a time Cecil walked home with ber end sat with) her. THE GIRL? - weuzericnerywar . DAILY LOVE STORY. vader the tow brown porch. Atl that he had written of a suppost- fous suburban life had long since been burned. What he wrote to replace !t wan alive and human; ft was what he saw, what he felt. what was and is, The Lit- the Teacher's simple axistence, the joy, the sorrow of every day was painted with the zest and interest and charm of novelty. There came a day when he closed the last chapter and, his heart beating with enthusiasm, tied up tho package and sent it into the «reat alty from which he had been over four months an allen, It was the ond of summer. Tt would be evo weeks beforehe sould akernd cho truest him. a0 him day mondial aw the girl, bettar | life in while he grew more be the book | robust and the hook frat, at drank In re as a chirsty man Dut quite out of age Jay the school ed by onildren together. survived the tidal Ips homme: more of my sex give thelr opinions oo the matter, MAUD IB Where Are the Becalators? To the Diltor of The Evening World: Whore are all the escalators we were to have on the “L" road staira to reet weary feet, eh? Tho one at Tweny- third street and Sixth avenue ts the only one, Where are all the rest? Why ‘vulid one If no more are to enaue? Why can’t We have just a little comfort and luxury, anyhow, in this old purg? i.e Bebe. As to Straw i To the Bator of The Evening World: Tho present fashion in straw bate (narrow, thick brim, &o) Is hideous, ‘The straw fedora hat so much in vogue 4s hideous, too. Give us back the light, broader-brimmed straw hat of a few fears ago; then we'll all stop look! Ike Pe on farm: i Wi Heat core eae i anew With whom {s this young lady playing tennis? TELL ME TO-NIGHT. Ow were! sad were the momental; How dreary the hours, (vith grief overweighted, when thou wert afar! S A gray-tinted Nght seemed to dark. en the flowers; And faint drooped the jasmine her sorrowful star. In the leaden-winged day didst thou pine for me, too? Didst thou chide the dull hours to hasten their fight? Ah! Jong. Js our parting; our meet- ings are few— Again that thou lov’st me,. Love, tell me to-night, —Samuel Minturn Peck. the year, Well, I'm glad, I'm glad! I'vo somo news for you also, Gwendolen re- fused Deb King point blank. ‘The As- tranhams are on the way home, Now are you happy?" “Well—that doesn't make me any hap- pler-—bevause—because, oh, hang ft all, Morris, [ t to introduce you to some one that's ‘altime for me! Don't «xo away.’ He was back fn five minutes, nervous and radiant, With him was the neatest of gray-clad small females, red-cheeked, blue-eyed and blushing like a shy child. ‘ ed Cecil, “Suro!’Yes, 1 am! 1 don't mind telling 'gin\“this time, it ia the girl Aret and you that I havo let a publisher have @, thon the book, and both are successes, peep at. it. Its a big thing, the novel.of | 1'm sure you\will say, Mr. Morris,” expect to hear from Mr. Morris. How should he employ this time? The old ways, tho sweet ways with rest and peace. Then the armor must be girded on for the work of the world. But first, flrst he must go to see the Littly Te i 5 etl “{ cannot take my eyes from you," declared Lawyer Morris, ‘you are an- other man tn every way. And the book. Shake hands—you have made me shed the first teara I ever shed over a novel.” Van Vilet's cyes shone. “You are sure?” ’ at