The evening world. Newspaper, June 6, 1903, Page 6

SATURDAY EVENING, JUNE 6, 1903. Published by the Press Publishing Company, No. & to 63 Park Row, New York. Entered at the Post-OMloce ‘at New York as Second-Class Mali Mutter. VOLUME 43B......00: eseeeressreeee NO. 18,204, ROCKEFELLER’S STRONG BOX. John D. Rockefeller has rented a steel-walled room fm a Broad street sate-deposit building for the storage of his securities and other valuable personal property. From the safe-deposit point of view it Is a vault of large + size; by a boarding-house hall-bedroom estimate it is by no-means capacious, yet the annual charge for it is $8,000, @ record rental, the rent of a mansion in fashion's most eligible quarter. Is there another private strong box the world over which safeguards so many certificates ,of great wealth? | © Baye the Rothschilds anything like it? In a single one * Chicago building up a fortune, or as Secretary of the of the numerous tin boxes therein contained there rest| gecure the paper evidences of a fortune of a size to} maze even an imagination long r‘1ce grown indifferent | to expressions of wealth in lary. figures. In each of/ these plain tin receptacles lie embryo hospitals and uni-| Yersities and college settlement structures without num-) ‘Der, awaiting only the warmth of the Rockefeller gen-| erosity to incubate them into existence. There lies there also the stored-up monetary energy which at a ‘word may be called into play to crush a competitor, to | ruin 2 rash rival and bring desolation to humble homes. | Byery quarter of a year a dividend check adds more to this accumulated hoard than any American millionaire had been able to acquire less than a generation ago. So much for the quantitative analysis of Mr. Rocke- feller’s millions. If some sociological investigator (say Bishop Burgess) were to seek to make an analysis of them to determine their quality, what would be his judgment on the tin box containing the millions ox- torted from the poor last winter at the time of the oval famine by the extra cent a gallon arbitrarily imposed? Would not the Bishop find these millions “tainted” in the sense meant in his recommendation to churches and colleges not to accept money unworthily amassed? Are there not other tin boxes in this roomy strong box filled with other tainted millions accumulated at an earlier period in Standard Oil's career and by still less reputable methods? A RAILWAY STATION HOTEL. The New York Central's projected twenty-story ter- minal hotel, which is to occupy a site immediately ad- Jacent to the road's new twenty-story depot, is a novel venture for New York, though long ago a recognized adjunct of trunk-line terminals in London. In America the old notion has until recently prevailed that a hotel Tum in connection with @ railway station must neces- sarily be second-class or worse, A hotel very near, one merely across the street, might be respectable enough, while, in the passenger's opinion, one at the very ter- minus of the road would arouse queerly unsubstantial objections. But we seem to be fast outgrowing this prejudice and there is an excellent augury of success for the Cen- tral’s innovation. In its immediate neighborhood there are three hotels which have proved to be money-making largely because of their proximity to the railway station. The latest of these offered in addition to ordinary hotel accommodations a palatial-like interfor and a service comparable with that which has won New York hotels of tho new era their high reputation, Its reward came soon In the shape of prosperity that made the doubling of its size obligatory. The Central's hotel will rival this hostelry, but with guests at Now York hotels, as with the glory at Santi- Wo, there are enough to go around. THE COLLEGE DEGREE SEASON. The anuual college commencement distribution of honorary degrees begins with the bestowal of an LL. D. on Iyman J. Gage by New York University. Legum doctor, doctor of laws, the initials stand for, Once it was the reward of actual proficiency in the law or in a similar line of learning, Now it is the flegree that is most frequently conferred on non- graduates of whem a college approves—sometimes by hereditary custom, as in the case of Harvard and the Governors f Massachusetts up to the time it was con- spicuously refused to Ren Butler; always to a President of the United States when he Is present at a commence- ment and occasicnally, but now quite rarely, as a mark of high appreciation of scholarship or original research dn a inan of icarning. But the degree has been greatly cheapened by the promiscuity with which ft is conferred. In a sense it is as meoninglesr as Legion of Honor ribbons in President Grevy's administration. Just why Mr, Gage merits i¢ is not immediately manifes!. Is it as bank president in Treasury some years ago, or as present director and of- ficor in a New York trust company that he has demon- strated his worthiness for the degree? By this commer- cial test of fitness, if Mr. Gage has one LL. D., how many \e Mr. Morgan entiiled to? SOUTHERN AMUSEMENTS. “You can never tell," says Mrs. Wiggs, “where your pleasures are coming from. You start for the cemetery and land at a fire.” Down in Greenville, Miss.. they ap- preciate this vractical philosophy; they started for a baseball game on Thursday and landed at a lynching. A negro had committed a crime for which he de- served death. He was given a preliminary hearing and bound over to await the action of the Court; so much of justice, at ieast, was accorded him. But the popu- impatient of legal delays, battered the jail doors 4dnj.took the wretch out and hanged him in front of the XO in the presence of 1,000 spectators. Then the ) BAjourned to the hall field, where the first striker ae tee bat only forty minutes behind the adver- opportunity for rebuke is manifest. Yet on of the little affray in patriotic and law-abiding #8 result of which a farmer and his four sons ‘three cowboys are dead we feel some compunction it availing ourselves of it. prester’s Millions.’’—The Pvening World next week ‘Wit publish serially an entertaining story of unique con- “Seption by Richard P. Greaves, bearing the title “Brew- i The first instalment wid appear on Mon- ton Saturday. The story is copyrighted H, 8. Btone & Co, “Brewster's Millions” is a story in _Yeln and along novel and original lines. The hero is fy helr of a rich grandfather from whom he has’ @ 2 fortune of $1,000,000. He is thoroughly con- b life when word reaches him that he has been ‘nother and larger fertune, amounting to ton the @xpress condition that he will epend ati ous million within one year. On this com- @ plot hangs. Its development is ingeniously Pthe author, who shows himself unusually @nd expedients to enable the om- — we = “PUT SENTIMENT IN POLITICS, LADIES,” SAYS R. FULTON CUTTING, ( FIRST TIME REP ERIOS ooo NEW YORKERS. R. W. G. WARD, who left the chair of science and physica in the Uni- versity of Pennsylvania and came to New York to work out some problems in electricity in conjunction with local Inventors, has been sent by capitalists to Harrisburg, Pa., to study the inven- tions in wireless telegraphy and tele- phony of old Daniel Drawbaugh, who has sold his devices to a company com- posed of New York men. oe This story may not be true, but tt was told by an intimate friend of Arohie Pell, who says that Mr, Pell told it himself. He had a fancy to water some plants on his place, and, calling to a new coachman who was standing near a watering-can, bade him fill and fetoh it. “Beg pardon, air; I'm the coachma: sald the English importation, touching his hat. “Well, that’s all right; bring that can here."’ The coachman touched his het and still made the same reply. ‘Then eome- thing dawned on the broker, "Oh," he gai, “80 you're the coach- man and can't bring the can. Well, coachmen, go and have the black team hitched to the family carriage and bring it here, Have one of the hostlers ride on the box with you." The coachman touched his hat again respectfully and went. Presently he Grove up in style. “Now,” id the broker, “drive to where that can fa, and you, hostler, pick It up, get back on the box, drive around to the stable with the coach- man, fill it with water and have him drive you back again." It was done, and the can brought, fi ‘ow, hostler," said the broker, “you may go. Coachman, you remain where you are. I may need you egain. Don't drive away until I give you leave." The coachman saved his dignity, but he sat on the seat of that coach for tw) hours after the broker had finished watering the flowers. eee Hobart Chatfleld Taylor, a Chicago author of novels, plays and epigrams, has been in New York during the prep- arations for and first presentations of “The Idle Born,” a play of amart say- ings which he wrote with Reginald. De Koven. The latter {s also here, and it is said they hid themselves so that tele- not reach them. Taylor is booked to! sail for Europe next week. friends say that when he returns all will be forgiven Richard Gotthell, who is a Columbia professor and won of the late Rabbi Gott- twenty to the Zionist conyention which is about to convene in Pittsburg. He is fo lead the discussion on the Kishineft masencre and plans for the removal of the Jews from the country in whitch they are so terribly persecuted. LETTERS, QUESTIONS, ANSWERS. MeGovern Is 24 Years O10. 'To the Editor of The ning World A says that ‘Terry McGovern is ¢wenty-| theee years old, B says he Is twenty-six. Which is rigni? v.D “Phe Two Noble Kinsmen,” To the Editor of The Evening World: Did Shakespeare write a play called “The Two Noble Kinsmen?” RALPH MOORE. This play is sometimes attributed to Shakespeare, though the question of its authorship has never been definitely settled, Federal Civil Service Comminston, Pr. 0. Bullad To the Eitor of The Eveniag World: Where can I apply for a situation in the Post-Oftice? 0.3. Th No Universal National { Holiday. To tne Wltor of The traning Warld: Is thers a general national holiday? W. K. The Tobacco Nuisance, To the Editor of The Evening World I would like to call the attention of men who chew tobacco to the fact that they ought to be more careful. Sunday © ols grams telling the fate of the play could! & Chicago | | hell, heads the New York delegation of | > QO, I could dye for you,"" the barber Comes in his stead some wights trom I WONT NEED ANY MONEY TO.GOTO THE SEASHORE WITHTHIS SUMMER, PA” PA" 1 AM GLAD TO HEAR IT° “TAMGOING TO STAY IN TOWN AND GO INTO POLITICS AND TWANT#S00 To START ACLUB. ® 33-0004 O93 0S0O 6246-006 THE INSPECTOR 3, SAYS EVERY @ | ONE sHouLD 2 \ use Hair 3 TONIC. © & g 4 sald; He also could shampoo, and 2 and shear, 3 Cup, dleed, pull teeth. Full many ® a year qs gone and this tonsoriailist is dead. 9999039690000 Eke With wil! to earn and craft INSPECTOR TO PROPRIETOR; — “THAT BARBER ON THE FIRST CHAIR 1S A’BUM TALKER, HE WILL HAVE To READ UP ON"HORSBR RACES" MORE,’ KNow ME WITH MY HAIR CuT MISS UPTODATE \MOULD NEVER Ty ON THE BOWERY, France, Swabia, Deutschland, and Spain, Italy for pain; They dye, and shave and shear and bieed—by chance, w THE “ EVENING .# WORLD'S «& HOME 194428 4402 /Xou WILL COME { INjo our Vy, \ gy. DISTRIC Ye] WILL FIND SITUATIONS WHERE SENTIMENT DONT FIT, BARBER INSPECTORS WILL CHECK TALK AND TIPS. EXCUSE ME AMINUTE HERE COMES THE BARBER SHOP INSPECTOR . lly, ‘OOS 4 Vi, X Me b 4 os THE Mu $ coma To THE MICROBES “AND T ONLY HAD 3 THERE AND ARE ON’. THAT BRUSH ,, 53 encuegl one HALF EATEN. $ INSPECTOR WHEN THB 3} THE FOLKS IN HE SAID HAD : POMPTON Nua, | \ ‘TocivE EVERY. ONE A HAIR cur TO.MEGiN Wooing, the flooding phrases that they pour As round our heads they nickeled clips— Talking ‘gainst time and for the dole of Ups We yield to have the operation o'er. filck the $HLSDHELOHOHOHOOS 44a4aar 444 MISS UPTODATE Says SHE Witt HOLM HER RECEPTIONS ON REGISTRATION DAYS, ® g eo cS a ® e 3 ITHING 3 THIS 1S THE 3 FELLOW THAT g USEO To BE. | ; T SAW HIM COMING ad a ‘ oe AM ny 3 watch your? every act, + Note each departure from true art ¢ and fact, And, heaping fines, may do you as you do. > SYNOPSIS OF PRECRDING CHAPTERS, Yaa Mocek Which they oall The (Creat Hesper to Bngland, here, pending cutting of the stone, they become the gueata of Sir Edmund jes. Thorne becomes engaged to Sir Ede fund's daughter Edith. Van Hoeck, who te blind, fteare lest Thorne (who carries The Great Jleaper) may be robbed or murdered. In the dark ‘Thorne ta grappled by a man who drugs and then mabs him and steals the diamond. Thorne bot rows enough money from Sir Edmund to buy Californla Tanch, He prospers, He meets Br and Lola again, Lola tells hime! the diamond in’ a mi har deolde to go, Lol the jewel to Therne. to the depths of a mi t store i Gartight, Dat oa Brace and Lola and selze: rifle shots joosen the rocks inte the min OHAPTER 6. ‘The Last of the Heaper. ft the stillness that followed the fusiiade of crashing rocks I scrambled, by a last despairing ef- fort to the ledge where Lola lay. Lola was lying upon the ground drawn against the rock round which she had] passed the knotted cord. The ball had} my lady friend and I walked along Broadway when a Han who expec- torated from an train spolled our new white dresses. If tobacco chewers read this will they kindly take warn- ing? TWO BROOKLYN GIRLS. Binck, Not Black and White. To the Balter of The Evening World What Js proper to wear for the death Hf of bis burdensome fortune in ‘The reading of the story w: At 1 t# ful} of hints th: re ie 11 black should be worn, at white dress goods are second mourn- of w father? A says black with small white dots can be worn. I say all as black and ing, W. c. 8 struck her and she had fallen, but the | devoted girl had passed the noose round |her body, and so saved my life for the \aecond time. I knelt beside her, “He'll never do no moi awered, pointing up the le THIS STORY BEGAN MONDAY AND ENDS TO-DAY. se GHE GREAG HESPER_---By Frank Barrett, 3» (By Permission of George Munro's Sons.) Brace an- Van Hoook had tried to escape the He ghastly spectacvie. bad struck him on the head; a thin stream oz blood was trickling down his cheek. Hesper; in the other he grasped his rifle. way he came, after shooting Lola, and had got some distance along the lodge when the rock opened and slid away. stoad on the narrow path now—a A piece of quarts In one hang he held the Great But he dared not move from the pos!~ It tion he had reached when the root tilted - |p: for the light that burst «n had biind~ ed him once more. The sensitive retina had closed over the pupils and the blank, sightiess eyes stared wildly around, In- capable of soring. was possible for Brace to reach him by going along the ledge, “Will you save him ‘Not I, pardner,”’ he replied. him to Providence, be hie end what it may. The shot he fired at my peor I asked. “I leave youngster started the consarn, and brought the whole thing down. ‘Tis God Almighty's judgment. Let it be." Van Hoeck let the rifle lip trom his and | migh yalsed her head. She opened her beaut. | our ¢ hand; how insignificant to us seemed the sound that the weapon 6 came up trom below, as ck a rogk, after the discord tat had thundered tn , and yet to him how terribly ful eyes, and smiled, as she took my) significant! | She could do no more. Icnowed it must go one day H | hand. 5 In tid see his hand quivering ae he sroped along ie edge of the wall. leares it, pardner?" called Brace from veln now he strained his eyes to see j the oppusite ledge. | the ledge oy which he had followed us. | Looking across, I saw him sitting on Yot he could not stand forever there. | the bowlder binding his arm with his; He da crevice for his fingers, and neckototh. made a step forward: In, “Zola Is hit. The villain hag done his| but the rock be put-hig foot on wi work," I aid. piece of the debris that had fallen | the ledge. It rolled under his weight. He staggered back, swinging his arms in |the vain attempt to get an equilibrium, then he shot fonward, and fell headlong down, down, down into the abyss. I held my breath; it seemed minutes before that hollow “pong” reached our ears, telling us that Van Hoeck was gone forever, and the Great Hesper with him, eee There was cord, and to spare, in the cols, Welghting one end ‘with a stone, I’ threw an end across to Brace, ani! when the cut ropes were knotted, and a bridge once more formed, ho crossed, @nd knelt down by me over poor Lola. He examined her wound, and shook his head in silence; there was no hope. We made a mattress of the rugs on the smoothest part of the rock and at- tempted to lift her upon It. But the ovement gave her pain, and she mo- tioned ua to desist. Then pointing up- ward, she made signs for us to leave her. | “Not while you are with us, my: poor el," said her father, with more ten- |derness than I had ever heard in his | voice. We had tbe flask and some food in a wallet, We ate when we were hungry, | soated beside Lola. Then, exhausted with fatigue and the| terrible strain we had been subjected to, we unconsciously fell asleep, with our backs resting against the rock. ‘The last thing of which Il was conscious was the ‘he sald, in ° : » I looked blood upon the rock, another close to the edge of the plat form. had been good; and now the sufferings of her short life were ended. and when he longer than the red the wack cleared. gone. m2 k where I had seen her lying with her face to my hand. literally. She was gone ‘There was a little stain of drop further on, She had kept her promise—she “She knowed 1t was no good our wait- in'—poor little cuss."* I felt eomething in my hand; open- irg it, I found a ring I had once bought fog Lola. She had slipped it there be- fore ghe went. o 8 6 6 Sir Edmund and Edith came to San Diego in June, the lovellegt season of that lovely and. Edith was charmed with ail she saw. “Is this my home?" she asked. I turned to Sir Edmund. “Well, we must go through the form- ality of looking at the books, my dear,” said he. I had no hesitation in showing them, ad seen tha splendid results they already showed he form- ally sanctioned a ren of our en- gagement; but we had not waited for that consent to let our hearts join in unconstrained delight. Our second sngamenent, was happily iret, but we were mar- after the vines were Brace was at our wedding breaicfast. When it was over he took some of the flowers from the tatle and di! eared for some days. I knew how he had spent the brief holiday. If I enter- tained any doubt tt would have been dispelled when, on his ret he took the old agreement from his ket and pointed to the script: pressing of Lola’s lps upon my hand. Mie ts ‘understood between the above [Sasa aC ean er me partners tnt, in tne event of a lucky : fina, the kid a tone of awe,| And, indeed, CY 120 oe'when fs VDDLIRDDVADVEDU1OIOOS "ws MAGAZINE >OOet DDSSI9HOEDSOHOS999GOH09 99SO0995009999099009990 HOW MA WON THE OAME, A Little Drama of Prospect Park. Time: Yes- terday. Dramatis Person: Pa, Ma, Young Man, Young Woman and a Squirrel. A and Pa were playing croquet in Prospect Park. The sun was warm, but cool winds blew down the field at intervals, and Ma had much to do keephg @ searf around Pa's neok, lest the cooler air should “atant hie bronkeetis.” Ma did not say bronkytis—hence, you know they were poor. A younger man and a younger woman stopped to watoh Ma and Pa at their play. It was plain to be seen that Ma was the better player and was winning. “Dod rot it!’ Pa said, savagely, nnd seizing his mallet short he took a line from ils own to Ma's ball. She saw his intention as he strained to steady himself for a long, true shot. “Now, Pa," she sata, “don't you do {t. You'll miss me sure and you'll be left way up here where T can get the game off'n you. I warn you, Pa, don’t you do tt." “Shet up!" sald Pa, steadying himself for the shot. His ball went true as a bird; but Just before ft reached Ma's ft struck a tuft of grass and was deflected an inch too much, “Dod rot It!" he said, softly, and smiled sheepishly. Ma was on tho ball in an Instant. She lald the spherolds together to send him to coventry, but while her mallet was 1n air she changed her mind, rolled her ball around and sent his ball back so accurately it stopped in front of his next wicket. “Dod rot !t-thanky, Ma," he sald, and winked at the spectators. Ma's kindness cost her a wicket, but she didn’t seem dis turbed when Pa, by short, careful strokes, made his wick ets, the stake and came back to the wicket behind her. “Tain't no fun playing with a mad man," she sald to the young woman, “If you want any fun at all with men folks you jest gotta yumor um, If I'd a basted him good as I'd ought to he'd a had apoplexy." Pa had finished with a gain of five wickets and the stake, While she played back on him he bit off a chew of tobacce and soctably offered his. plug to the young man. “1 had Ma right scared on that long shot," he eatd. “Freel kind a nervous to-day or I'd got her, too. Y’ know wimmea gets biggoty when they's playing well. She seen how near she come to getting laid out and she was so flummuxed she didn't have sense to baste me when she got the chance.” Ma golng for the second on th? side missed. Pa come up on a long shot from the down field position into which che had latd him and, hitting the wicket, caromed on het ball. Pa walked up slowly, smiling and confident. Ma's face was calm, but she was watching a squirrel that had adventured on the crisp grass and was sitting on ite haunches surveying the fleld. Pa looked at the sphero!de as they lay together and then at Ma. Then he addressed her ball through the wicket, followed, addressed her to the next wicket, went through gently, came back on her ball, put her through two wickets and to the foot of the stake | followed and landed so near her ball hts own almost touched 1® He hesitated long over the final shot, debating the quem tion, Should he take the game or give it to Ma? She was softly chick-chick-chicking to the squirrel. He ralsed his mallet, tapped it deftly, and, bis ball strite ing Ma's, forced it against the stake. “It's your game, Ma," he called, and then sald aside ta the young man: ‘Jest had to give it to her; she's so meq she can't see straight. Got to do them things {f you want to live peaceable with wimmen.” ON THE EVENING WORLD PEDESTAL Alderman John T, McCall, elected to the chairmanship of Finance Committee of the Board of Aldermen is fighting the Gfayor Comptrolier for @ seat on tho Sinking Fund Board, Oh, Chiltren, on our Pedestal See Alderman McCall, Boss Munphy named him to inquire Into finances of this shire, To probe for Tammany a plunk, Learn where the sinking fund {9 gunk, “Should reformers have it allt” — 4