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THE WORLD: MONDAY EVENING, JULY 22, 1901. HE WENT AWAY ONE SUMMER DAY. (BUT HE STAYED AT HOME.)|.__ E. POWER oy Ss. Published by the l'reas Publishing Company, 63 to @ PARK ROW, Entered at the Vost-Otico at New York as Second-Class Mall Matter. ‘|THE SHIP OF THE AIR THAT IS SURELY COMING. While M. Suntos-Dumont is satisfied that he has solved the] problem of navigating the air many expert aeronauts of Europe By T. are declaring that he has not. Whether Santos-Dumont or his surd erities are right, it for the Intter to say that a p Decccccccccesd eal airship e WHA 8 We oath : Ssaxtoscpemosn tS “Hs far off us ever. : i | 5 = cf e WAS Prov 0) This much at least is proved by Santos- | E Papa Begins His Day. Mamma Begins Her Day-On the Rush for a [|Geeeeesssseseeo Pumont’s recent performances—that a bul- | Coney Island Boat : loon can, under certain conditions, be steered with precision in the upper air; san be made to stop, go ahead, turn in any direction and ome down exactly when and where the man at the helm chooses ' nea ar Oe no That is progress, great progress Pai 7 ) Eminent seientists deelared until within a few years that it) \ reould be done, Some of them are still saving that it cannot | pt in very calm assert that he could not hav he did a few day may be tri me ey weather, Santos-Dumont’s critics | steered his airship with the success s ago if there Hfhd been a stiff wind blowing. That . But the critics used to say it couldn't be done in any wind, and it has been dono. ¢ There was a lot of truth in Benjamin Disraeli’s famous saying | that “the crities are the men who have failed in literature and art.” Santos-Dumont’s erities doubtless include all the fellows who have ¢ failed in the airship business. History certifies, however, that of all the false prophets the|? Geccececesceced falsest were those who stood in the market- % THE FALSEST * * genes . ASS : ERORETS place while great inventions were being in + oF A 3 cubated and cried aloud, “It never ean be Doeccsccceceso lone!” A great array of England's experts in engineering filled vol- umes with their scientific demonstrations that George Stephenson’s | 3 iron horse, harnessed with steam and shod with rails, never could travel over ten miles an hour with safety. The volumes sleep on the shelves of the Parliamentary Library. Nobody reads them.|% But everybody travels behind the iron horse at thirty, forty and z sometimes sixty miles an hour, Several generations of able erities scoffed in turn at the possi- bility of the land telegraph, the occan cable, the ship of iron that would float above water and the ship of any sort that would sail under the water—and they all arrived. The ship of the air s surely coming too. And a right good Tt will give a third world to mankind and break the monopoly of the rail- roads and the steamships. ship it will he, oO The fact that the eagle flies far up, circles and turns as he pleases, lowers himself and rises again at. his |: pleasure, and does it in all winds and weathers, is positive proof |; that a steerable airship is possible. And whatever is possible to be done by man some man will some day do, A NOVEL OF GREAT THEMES. The Evening World to-day begins the presentation in con- Mamma Sighing for Hers—In the Iron Pier Cage at Coney Island. NO. 18. Kubelik, the new maestro; Kubelik, the successor of Paganini; Kubelik, the finest fiddler known to the present generation; Kubelik, shose name sounds lke ~~ xo ¢ ne rh a cold in the Fead; Kubelik, the musical sensation of the London season, cele- it! +{densed form of perhaps the most remarkable American novel brated his coming of age the other night with a little supper at the Cartan, ane ’ . . , 7 3 U CO yi fo} "s abite ulmeas. ti Pts JUST M5 + | printed in the past ten years. now he has returned to his native Bohemia, loaded with h mnor's gute an EAN Tayaye : cn as shy, wild, Gypsyish sprite of a man who seems to grow visibly in stature an (iaiTED Pron H The Octopus” is the work of a young man, a man of great breadth when ‘his sweeping bow coaxes intoxicating melody from his little ‘¢ ey occeccccccced but five years ago little known. With brown Strad. 2 iS ‘ eet stark realism, with grim directness, it goes | G¢-0294-4 $804 2 6-8. 3 Sieve: exsrs 8 Ss a { of racts, ¢ straight to the heart of a big problem—the ie < Not in Evidence as She on { Grereseeeeeees political rule of the American corporation, Good-By to the Mannish Girl. aie leat Wists OneiTine:| It’s a love-story of course—every novel must be that—but HE mannish woman—the woman even the comfortable sailor hat with its) will brintle with a certaln swagger and } AY) . . i ' Ce a que, | boldness of rtion, but array her in F some! r more y side, | who strove to emulate her brothers |stff brim is fast becoming an antique. | boldnews of ; , omething mo! and heyond and us ide ait LEAR c Nea ried Nel ne Lelie ton liad kthan tee lina teeeensninethebaty oft multe and laces, and her femininity 5 This may be interesting: “The Octopus in one sense a] their wardrobes and infringing their | are well covered with dotted satin fou: | All its pretty coquetries will nesert H 4 . pay yh P A 0 past. lards and mulls, of aro so he. ie | voof fact; the great railroad which figures in the tale is the Hedi San Pee iarenans | Wend talthihewara net eneh cans a gol skirt So *acific thinly disguised : its i 4 ig p |strosity—a sort of hybrid—and the origi- | the hat proper. ; b ay bea jummy' 1 TE Powens outhern | a ific thinly disguised ; its bible) magnate is the late HETERO Sais rata ici Heciatarchod but [AT hek pretivEohitelauek iin aren] Ink Campi silon te noon-hour jaunts, ie aa C.P. Wuntington; its “embattled farmers” are those of the Sun|Rege it she were at all pretty, lost all| the beat atores are trimmed with f j but its the girl in the tt loveliness % Papa Has Had a Pleasant Day. Mamma Has Had the Time of Her Life- 2 te Sea, - k lovable curves through her mascu-|breasts and mull folds, atm are da fa ball kown that a man remembers \ It’s Been a Hot Old Time. Joaquin Valley in California. ner, Poet ties Histo hoe clsmaicl (andl becoenln en In yachting cos- | 8Hth a dream hin eyen an he 1 Norris i is: is . very y tume the sailor's severity is lowing | puffs his retiring and \ Bao 3 Mr. Norris is partisan. His may not be an accurate observa-|emphaaized every obtrusive angle. m rie ay \ $0O96443 »' ms s r F APY i ce , ‘And what man could make love to a|ground, and the lawn ehirt walat worn puts ie ra. Sa Famed yfineest esas my tion, an unbiased report; but it is honest, vivid, vital, based upon| gin who seemed a counterpart of him-(nder the blouse is a eurvival of the| ‘ant circle t ' et > to an-| fittest. SOLVED BY . keen study of actual conditions. eee ea er oe ease ec pecamarl we baer eal omar (ateat toners L q HARRIET HUBBARD AYER. | other man. The Derby hat, too, sa Tt is not least of the triumphs of a daily newspaper when it} sor equestrian exercises, would dlankure Not Worth Caring About. \+ vat | y much to be acquainted with him,| and my ¢olkm object to my Koing A pronounced influence over the man- ners and disposition of a woman. Put her In mannish togs and her whole being ing ck for flavoring must be young or a sub- B . F Heavy Pers base tho loveltest face. Das ev Ager; {but do net know anytody who any one who fn not of my faith | presents in convenient instalments for busy renders the cream of} “tnis tact lp becoming eo patent that I keep company with a young man. | him. HAKL! , do you think tt better to te (RA essary x ‘ ‘He wil! not allow me to xo with any one. TAM afratd you will not yo ad-| him this, or 1 know tae time | {he citerature of the day, HOW TO KEEP LETTU . and still he never takes me viee, has almost come for him to wk mej 3 for a walk. He makes a; In the firs: place, you should not| potntediy why nnot call, and 1 A MORSE ON HIM. HOUGH onton aa a flavoring for ‘ with mo and never keeps them t formed an ce with a | Would lke to know what to tell him "Yes, T guess Ive got the heaves,” sald the chestnut sorrel, “but I'm in a salad may) not be)to ithe) teste ; wants me to write to him, and he never) stranger tn deset JESSIE D. | Christi: 11M know: Ul be taken good care of. very one, It is nevertheless corr = answors the letters. bo yeu think ea Weil responded the dappled gray, “I'm in a Christlan Betence family and|to add tt. But the onlon that ts us yeuire ~ ES, 1 think tf 1 were tn your : he cares for me as he claims: fs ik ANXIOUS. jee Aim pro; com es guld lu hezexacc And he kave him the horse Inugh,—Ohleago Tribune. stitute Hke chives should be used in DO not knew what your idea of! y tn asl ferent ruth, Your letter tinpresies ime as ita stead, Lettuce when washed in eats Sree x4 clare Latte tn ery Rod honest g am renee sper comag tr ,e “keeping company” is, but from my {1 if Le Later EAE) pee Nol MOxQuTTOn TAD: water must be thoroughly crass ie point of view the young man ix attractlye, but under th n Wadvertiae ‘no monquttoes? " inquired the summer boarder. omit lshuseds fora nelan: atremuously endeavoring not to ! her better to wipe it with a damp Wel wered Karmer ¢ yanel, “yo see there te a scientific: movement| & ny re ey * with you ns 1 i cloth, If tt {# criap and fresh, as ‘As I look at It," observed Deaco' eoeapany” with you Bi beaeeaeet a jnfoot to IHL of the mo juttors all over th country, ‘That waan't put In as an Beale fad eae Tielignt thom one’s | Tron “the reagon why your church Keeps an appointment and never an- ther, aimoultt REUSE teat bat GER Cin MUL ATO ESS own small vegetable garden. doesn't grow faster Is that It lacks fre. Gwers letters, | should wuy he exttbita an not. the young gentleman wit | i.e ocaai ne teem rag Keane That which Is gathored from the vege-| “Lacks fire!’ exclaimed the other iMo symptoms of deep affect! Do not). i Mlsconntrua/ sole, | itd tuple stands needs to etand In plenty | man. “Why, bless you, our church js ‘be a ily girl, but consider man is | 2OX2 esa Ad) trary, he wit reve “Pa, what ts a grass widow of cold water to regain tts criepness. |an organived protest against the idea {mot really worth thinking about fp sincerity which men so much adn UA Krans widow, Jimmie, tx a Indy who has to run her own lawn mower."—lone of the bemt wnyn of keeping lettuce | that there's ever golng to be any fire! 4) Let the Man Do the a and he tee Tenteago Record-Herald fresh in to put It In a paper bag, let the —Chicago Tribu.e. ‘Bear Mrs. Ayer: | = aj = Sars = Sia ne ere 4 Tam a young lady ana tor wie past) = SEMbin eSATA STURT SRI eater oa Wear there 1» a young inan who porsce! BY ELIZABETH C. WALTZ. = y@y douse. He is a Kuard on the cars, e —_——— oa a i e (and every time he sees me he alwaye) — (oPrTHERL 1901, Dally story Pub co . the pompous coachman, wast Yo y my and L will leadyto bring her heart's dealre? + place—no water course, no ploughed, It was in the latter that Amante]. Bows and smiles. He seems to be a 44 ] AM dead tired of every Mk with a slender girl who Haye ye : Where ia the path of Joy, Zorel?| fleld, | onenea her eyes from a dead faint. Sho S)Seryinice young man and 1 wo | Amante looked out of the win re She was evidently a gypsy. | was red now at WHE happen?” Tue train backed toward the roaring} looked Into the face of Morris Allison. {ow as whe mld It att te has Voice caine across ta | 8U s fascination of the advens | Zarel's eyex took on thetr myatical|fames. The gypstes looked back, saw|Zorel wan tenderly smoothing back her ant ja her fave proved that ture xwept her from her moortnes | rapture. and understood. The men jumped from 3 meant it. Life had heen rather ha ko tomy aiater | 1 will ge 1 | Ahead—it ts plainer day by day, To-/ thelr horses, that went wildly onward, she whispered, her, The pewttient the detut doxhy waits} She del ) 1 river fay Pace smox fire—but {it Is|The women and children tried to elimb| ‘Tho youns man shuddered as he drew before, ehe nad not int Jimank with Zorel, whose be ul eyen | there, the embankment, but sank down ex-| about her some of the proffered weips There in the Nght they lay, MinGH mn Eried Water eile Woman creature | shone with weleome. An rolater| ‘The train ran at a terrible specs |hausted in the thick amoke. A South-| of the passenger! Langulshin,, wlorying, glowing 7 ‘6 two gypsy girls instead were through the burning prairie, mile after |¢rner saw two girla clinging to each| ‘Thank God you are!” he sald, “if tt aaelr. Ife away. | Suddenly something hud happened, | BUT: Of wandering trolling their heads | mile, The passengers, half stilted, | Other ard Jumped toward them. A few! is reall How came you here and BAA the soul of them rose Ike u}/Shw had met a man to whom whe rad! a girl who, with equal ' up in and | pressed thelr faces against the panes. onds Jater he heard a yolce cryin, in this awful plight? ‘Bresence, aly ines heat HW have been ae beautiful, 4 purchasing 4 vis for their! At length It neemed about to emerge,; "Save my sister! Bave my sister: He chafed her smull- and now browned Biaeavcrapainne crow EERO EIR eT Eee bee a The two looked at each other, Journey: north, | when the conductor saw ahead on an| In the dense smoke he clutched at a| hands and helped to gather up the fall ‘lled ‘me with somethi atvett ont bainertaes foe aie | St the gy pay woman spoke: The xypay family conmixted of a grig-| abandoned road a covered wagon with| form. Again the voice cried: and luxuriant masses of dark 1h ued ing—some ae kamen up with a girl “vou are iny slster and in aorrow.| gled old man, his aon and a fat wite, | he 1s yours; Go on. jwhom Amante had never considered ©) Come with me and 1 «fil 3 7 enomiAmant nd 1 will take you to; Zorel, t ‘Aw sho leaned from the window in tne | ZOU J0¥" Het E will lead you 19 hap- ate spring munshine ehe heard volcos across the lawn at the sorvant’s gate. | “Take her, ea and ponles, | follow. ; ypsies running. from the fire! he| A moment later the train was away cried and looked back. The wind was; as on the wings of the wind. The srpsies driving on a wall of fame. There was| were lying on the floor of the baggage Ro eecape £1¢ these people in that lonely} car and the paslor cag. j wild racing horses und several men un'| hoi Tean her daughter atid dren, and an old man or two. ‘The first day it was romantic, but the fe soon tired Amante, Where was the bath of joy? How was this existence ji your ise you other on fa North American t er" “To the north, Thes ia all 1 know, CE COOL AND CRISP. water from the cold-water faucet run fn on the head of lettuce necond or so of time, then twist the top of the bax closed and put in the box. The dampness and the cold wil help the lettuce to retain Its freshnes provided {t has any. — ITS SPECIALTY. There was a new meaning In his volc his tenderness. Bot or A mere} OR HOME The Evening World's Fashion Hint, i Sones ar impulse in women felt it subtly. was | repeated, ‘iow “how burned’ his ered: 314 yards 44 Inches wide will be re. autred, Tho pattern (No. 3880, slses 4, @ @:8 Lente will be sent for 10 cent. nd. money to "Cashier, The West, Pulltser Building, New York Cig, Soe | DRESSMAKERS. Daily &