The evening world. Newspaper, July 4, 1903, Page 6

TURDAY EVENING, JULY 4, 1903. ‘Pudlished by the Press Publishing Company, No. 5 to @ Park Row, New York. Entered at the Post-Office at New York as Second-Clasd Mati Matter. > VoLumE 44 NO. 18,202, a thc AIO IAEA ae ' FOURTH OF JULY SUGGESTION. | as Memoria] Day—tinstituted as a solemn anni-! ‘ersary for the decorating of heroes’ graves—has come| “to be mainly observed as the opening of the summer! athletic and excursicn season, so has the Fourth grown | {nto a day whereon unlimited nolse may shake the skies) and when the Outing rules the land. This is, to scme oxtent, as it should be. The anni- wersary of independence’s dirth calls for all the rejoicing and jollification in the power of man—or of small boy— to express. But must the smoke of the cannon cracker, and thegus stirred up by the picnic wagon wholly blot out the pa‘riotic purpose of the holiday? | City folk are wont to sneer at the spread-eagie ora- ticn that opens the Fourth's ceremonies in country towne. \nd cven jn such villages it has now become, euetomary to apond $19 on the ofator and $200 on the firow-rks. But surely the holy cause to which our an-_ cestors pledged “ives, fortunes and sacred honor’’ calls for at least a small ehare of consideration in the pauses een athletic events and fireworks explosions. Must {{ call in vain x THE OPEN FLAT WINDOW. “i In winter not one flat-dweller in ten knows who; < five on the other side of the airshaft. For aught hi ean tell the houses on elvher side of him may be vacant.| Nd Sol, however, by opening every flat window, has! janged |} this. Thousands of Gothamites to-day can evi testimony as to the number of times per] sbage or onions grace the neighbors’ boards, and | they know also just how many new songs the soprano} Aorors the street. has mastered this week and what progress the little girl with pigtails, on the floor below, has mace in mastering the scale of C. A stronger, happening into an uptown flat on one of "these warm evenings, would swear he had discovered, the traditional “Land of Song.” A score of pianos, all @lacbureing different airs; a half-baked cornetist, a » piccolo experi, « “nou to scordar di-me tenor,’ a glee ' lub and the perennial Jady with a cultivated voice may be guarenteed to infest ai least every alteraaiec block. While summer and music go naturally hand in hand, 80 fo night and slumber. Yet many a concert lasts unt! after midnight and Is objurgated by a hundred sleepless neighbors. he piano that jangles close to ay open » Window tater than 10 o'clock on a hot night becomes more or lesz of a nuisance, After 11 it is a scourge. A Uttle consideration on the part of amateur musicians iu tas matter of regulating the hours of their performance weuld win the gratitude of every one. LIFE’S NEW JOY. Disease was robbed of half its terrors when pretty young women elbowod frowsy old women out of the pro- feasion of nursing. Pain vanished from cots over which, white capped and lovely, the trained graduates of the nursing schools leaned, dropping medicine on grateful lips and smoothing pillows beneath heads so full of worship they could not feel pain. We have made another advance. We have added the ‘rian ambulance surgeon to the list of the great goods ‘or advancing civilization. What joy to be mown down} by the racing red devil and be just within the borders of consciousness waiting for the clanging gong that an-} _ nounces the approach of Surgeon Emily Dutton! What blise to feel her cool, practiced hands press our splin-| tsred bones into proper places and wrap our mangled members in first-aid bandages; to hear her voice cooing | over us in the ambulance, asking if we are quite comfy _ and won't we please be good and take a sip of stimulant yrom her flask! Don’t you realize the marvellous advance; how the trolley has been cheated of its victory and the third rail - of ite sting? Why, unmangled men wil) miss a part of ‘Ife. Get in iine for the next explosion and test the jeurative powers of Surgeon Emily, the pioneer woman @mbulance surgeon. THE CITY BOY'S VACATION. Behool is out. For two whole months the amall boy _ fw free to roam the streets at will. Simultaneously, | ‘artistic and Mterary gems, done in chalk, begin to ap- ‘pear on silewalks, fences and doorsteps. Bells are rung ey quickly vanishing hapds. Front steps become the ‘eamping-ground for a throng of youngsters who use #hem as vantage points whence to shont impertinences @i passers-by. Street noises swell by at least 25 per cent. _ Now, no one with a memory of his own boyhood ex- “pects lively, normal boys to walk sedately along the ‘@treet or to sit quietly at home during the long sum- ‘Mer days. And the pleasures of the boy condemned to spend the idle months in town are pitifully cireum- But there is a wide dividing Iine between innocent ‘®écreation and wanton mischief. It is easy for parents | to teach their children not to deface property nor to Ansult “grown-ups.” There are parks scattered throug! _ every district of the city. The Bronx woods are within ‘walking distance for a heathy Jad. There are a dozen modes of amusement and exercise, even in a big city, ta "take the edge off of excessive vitality. There is no re son why vacation season for children should be made a 1 coh ted annoyance for their elders. fault and the remedy rest largely with parents. x TWO * NATIONAL" GAMES, » Bleck and White, an English weekly, reproduces for @ honeft of transatlantic sportsmen a half page of grican baseball snapshots. Here are the captions of | the photographs: “PrinceTOWN Game; The ‘About to Smash a Long Drive,” and “The Catcher ing for a High Shooting-Out Curve.” w much better would an American have fared in the intricacies of a game of cricket? : , Bunker Hil] Monument and Plymouth Rock fre to the American. It has made far more here than has baseball in England. Yet except that a single game lasts about as long as Play, how much do we Arftericans know horse racing and boxing, each is aa of the intricacies, charm and ex- | thelr combined names would produce.’ Pri) TOLD ABOUT NEW YORKERS. ———_— CET N these days of health-oo8 | [ names," said Dr. C. M. Hawos at | the Democratic Club last night, | ‘let me call your attention to a jnw-! ‘oreaking marriage notice which will) protmbly follow the recently announced engagement of a New York girl. The) notice will be headed ‘Erxp—Pfizer.’ | What a gieridur title for the newest brand of ‘shredded sawdum! Minx Alice Pfizer arce Erxp 1 doubt {f she Bneezelike sound the pro A novelty !n the continual additions to | the many churches of ‘Brooklyn is planned by the Church of the Tranefig- | uration, which will erect a new butiding soon as a memorial to the late Bishop An effort will be made to one at Stratford-on-Avon, which @hakos- | peare attended. ‘The pastor of the) Church of the Tranefiguration ts now en route to England, and will spend some the desired plana for the new structure, Portly, smiling, side-whiskered and well-dressed was a man who entered a Syracuse hotel recently “How are you, docto-?" said a prom- Inent Syracusan to the stranger. “Are, you in Syracuse to make an address: | “An address: why no, I am not," re- “But why do you Chauncey M. De- first this time.” came the quick re- ‘Lam J. M. Jones, of New York pe City. J. M. Jones looks enough like Dr. Depew to be himself, or at least his twin rother, and many are the funny Either Dr. Depew must change nis face or I must,” Mr. Jones has sald oe ‘The late Harris Cohen—the only “orig- Inal Colen," of Baxter street—used to lke to tell how he wou a bet o' “Twas on a gunning trip with some friends of mine,” ue would say, “and in a field clone to thy house where we slept a donkey pastured. This donkey kept awake with wood part of the nigivt what they would, could not put a stop to his noise “L happened to know a good deal about donkeys. They abound, you know, in Posen, the country where I came from. So I safd to my friends: “TL bet you 0 that L can stop thie animal's nolse, so that to-night he won't bray once." “They took tihe bet, and that evening I treated the donkey for a minute or two. Tho result was that all night long he waa ae stlent aa the crave. “My friends, in the morning, peld me what was due, and they examined the animal. ‘They found a heavy stone tied to the end of his tall, That wae all. “They could not understand why this should have kept him from fraying, 90 I had to explain the reason to them. Do you know the reagon? No? Well, it wes this: A donkey, to bray, has to have his tall elevated till it is level with his backbone. As long as It hangs down he can make no sound. The heavy atone, therecore, served the purpose of . ° W. H. Willams, brother of the ex- Police Inspector, tells of a conversation he and the ex-Inspector once had: “We have both succeeded in acquiring our share of this world's goods through diligence and industry. We commenced life as poor boys. I once sald to my brother that we nelther owned a shoe- string even in those days, and he swered: ‘What good would a ghoest have been when we hadn't any shoes, Bur" LETTERS, QUESTIONS, ANSWERS. Apply to U. §. District Court, P.-0, Building. To the Editor of The Evening World I have been here nearly twenty-one years and have never taken out clti- zen's papers. I am an Englishman by birth, but would be glad to become an American citizen, Will you put me on the right track to get the papers? A Im Defense of “Alice.” ‘To the Editor of Tae Wrening World In reference to a letter in which a correspondent says that girls named Allce are often deceitful. I wish to say I never found such the case. J am a quainted with an Alice whom I've found to be one of the gentlest and sweetest girls that exists. What hes a name to do with a person's character? If she Is a good, sensible, trustworthy girl, her name will not affect her nature in the least, ARDENT ADMIRER, Charles Dickens Wrote It. To the Baltor af The Eveaing World Who wrote the story The Cricket On the Hearth?” R. B. 8. 8. 43,560, To the Editor of The Eveniag World: How many square feet are there in fn American acre? Ww. Nigh School Query. To the Editor of The Evening World Where is the nearest high scliool to One Hundred and Thirty-third street and Seventh avenue? W. E.R. Wadleigh (new), One Hundred and | Fourteenth and One Hundred and Fif- teenth streets, between Seventh and Lenox avenues Humane Hints to Drivers. To the Editor of The Evening World Drivers, do not be tompied by extra] pay to overload your te: See that tha! harness fits easily in every part and see that your horse has good shoes and that the shoes are weil put on. In ad- dressing the horse be always gentle, soothing and pleasant. In hot weather keep a wet sponge on the head of your horee, and sponge the legs and furnish drinking water often. Drive slowly. Keep wheels well greased and thus re- duce the labor of drawing the load. Never use the whip if you oan help it, favorite national pastime as is Hall Square concerning the odds ort.” it will thus be available as a last re- gource. Gentle treatment will secure faithful and steady work. Anger and severity and sudden pulling on the reins and elso your borse. ALLID SMALL. When | ¢ i e STAYS ON Wy Own 4 LITT ee ¢ 00 PoRc Hy ° FOR THe Ps é 4 3 Ps ® & @ ca é 3 3 o > G-9S213-9-909 2-004 F-233>: COURTESY. Sthe in the pall? mum; PEOOGDOSOOHHSOS ann | Tanky Thomson—Why, but I'd have saved some, If I'd known you wanted it.” DDDDHHGPHODLOPOOOHCHOIDHIEDOHOHHHHHHHD ogee? POOKY SEVERAL WAYS OF ENJOYING THE FOURTH. IueRes 7we Tors on Foe CROWDED EXCURSION BonTs “7R Wisevnemgr 6 TOWN CESERT AD! fic Bway Son BOURTs BROILING ON THE BEACH. S = Tae Me —— THOSE CLOSE Z TORRID FERRY HOUSES. There’s a jam of hot excursionists and jostling beach immersionists, While crowded cars and boats and teams cke out the jubilation; But the man who's dodged the riot for the rest and cool and quiet Of home has learned the secret of the ideal celebration. TRUTHFUL SLANG. NOW THEY “| hear your brother who used to blow such lovely rings is 7a SE ) Cholly—Yes, boiled yes, ¢ dead.” ‘head Is my favorite dish. son-in-law, do you? DS “Ya-as'm. He's a dead-ringer Maude—I thought cannibalism “Yes, sir. That Is, if you can « now. had gone out of fashion. afford it.” 2 DOCOHDD 7HE GRowDEO TROLLEYS SoLio comrorr ,FOR MIE, HA “AL! | FISDHN EH YP TTTIHHSHTTISIOGOHO GHG > PHYS PE IDPDHDH PD 899900096. AND on! TAOSE *7OSQUITOES! Wa FF fling, DON’T SPEAK. sheep's “So you want to become my BOO9OOOOOH OE: MISS PETTICOAGS. srNopsis or rrecenméa cHAPTERS. Agatha Reler, a mill girl, but of saves evealthy Mrs. Copeland's life, Seoretary, (8 persecuted dy proffera THIS STORY BEGAN MONDAY AND ENDS TO-DAY. . By DWIGHG CILTON. (Copyright, 1902, by C. M. Clark Pud¥tening Co.) eS ‘his anticipated fortune to fold her at once in his arn ‘He came in like a conqueror, and she noticed the change in his demeanor before he had walked ood family, gan at the mes her ve trom ot “A break in her patronens's nephew, Guy Hamilton, and by | halfway across the room. Worse; a slump, koanip instigated by Mra. Worth-Courtlel@h, who} “Ah, Agatha, dear,” he cried, wildly, elopes with Guy when Worth-Courtlelgh learns) surely you will not keep me in sus-| been here! of & Jong-coatinued intrigue. Rev, Ralph Hard~| pense, Tell met— ing loves Agatha, but dose not tell Ber 8 | «rei! you,” she echoed, tearing her {enough It’ Tee Orla, take AEN tte Tentt | banda from his grasp and facing him in| ‘rn?—no, he's too ‘i . | ort of fury. ness-l!ke,"" There they meet when Agatha wea thy (through {heritance from Guy Hamilton In a stock deal ee CUAPTER VIL The Mask Thrown Of, {cash offer for my hand?” to dawn upon him. shares your undoing if I choose. ~To- N the early afternoon of the day of | Soarcely believing his ears, absolutely | * Wnat do you mean?” he cried, hoarse- | morrow the whole world shall know that | Atherton's financial discomfture the | Unable to Judge whether this were the/ly. ‘What do you know?” T ed | your attempt to make of yourself a king, steam yacht “Buccaneer” drew up| helsht of bitter sarcasm or a coid-blool- | by 5 by the wrist, and again de- | voy who are not fit for a King’s fool, her dock on the East River side of the |°! Proposition from an achbitious woman |imaniet: “What do you kno 7 {wns balked by a woman, Now go, you olty, and her rather tilarfous human | the world, Hamilton blundered on, “I know that every dolar you have 18 | our!” freight dlsembarked and went their seve! “JAM on the vonge of a great coup in| locked up ‘Vnlted Mines’ and the| There was no appeal, he knew, aa he eral ways. The Buccaneer had not | Stocks,” he sald at last, I know, | jooled at the stern determination on her “A coup?" exctalmed the girl, con- re holding these shares |oountenance. ‘BaMed, beaten, humill- heen expected until t slight acolient to her machinery made tt advisable to return to port, Umped in, and brought with her Hamilton. That gentleman was in high feathe: @ for during the trip he had secured the tiN] clinging to Its maw, stood tl promise of several financial princes tha: | Peper still Syed they would co-operate projected "scoop" of stoak. A fortune and a great were within his grasp. The Countess received him in the haven't seen the for two labrary with a graciousness that put to| days,” he sald, vaguely. ‘“What Is it filght any Mngering embarrassment ho|you mean? And what's that ticker do- will endanger your harness, your jife|Misht have felt. She was a vision of nd beauty tn her Worth gown of black lace and jet, and he would have he sees Mra. Worth-Courtletgh inited Mines" | then into her face. Something he saw has become her french | IM dewllderment he began a dlscon- nected recital of hig present position and | his hopes for the futuye. She cut im short with scornful wot : But the price? You are to buy, and I am to sell, I must*know the terms. ‘low much do you bid? What is your ly, but ae “One has been made te- ere wining and dining. temptuously. day while you \ Look there!” She threw aside a magnificent Jap- nese screen with a swift movement, d there, silent and witG its mass of So she Guy “becau terly; ticker of the New York Stock Exchange. him In hia) ie looked at it duily for a moment, and reputation | , e chilled his easy confidence into daily, hourly, In ing bere?” “Bee tot yourself," she repiled, coldly, @iven belt | pointing to thé tape, Ee whirled the x . writhing mass out of the basket and be- opening quotations. frowned angrily at the innocent figures. earth has been at us? [f I had only And what the deuce ts the meaning of it? The market !s strong a raid on me. ‘Neve theless, you are on the brink of @ great catastrophe,” she insisted grave- He trea to gain some light from her face. but Its !mpa Then the significance of the parapher~ nalia of the market in thls room began ell, you will perny of your money again. “For God's sake, Agatha,’ he whim- Because T hated you," she sald, bit- I have pated you for five years. I hated you ed me beneath your aunt's roof. I hated you more imtensely when my gramd- ‘tather went to his death, the victim of @ slander caused by you. My hate grew When I gazed at the ploture of my dear mother, instead of peace her features brought storm, for they recalled the In- sults that, because of your unmaniiness, “T—I surely had no share tn that,” he pleaded, but she went on without heed. “Your theft from one who had be- friended and loved you till you proved o bass for respect, increased my ta- |tred. But T despised you most when you! came in the day of my prosperity and fawned upon me, and cringed to mo from the deptha of your degradation, for then you proved yourself a fool as well as a knave.”” He shrank, as one would shrink from the Insh of a whip, under her lacerat- Ing contempt, “Now you are on the verge of ruin, and I have done it. I contri your boost- ed company. I can depose you from Its presidency, and make your margin-held He ‘United Mines," eh? @ pounding. Who on Can Ather- thick-headed, too bual- ences baffled him. yy THE w EVENING w# WORLD'S # HOME’. MAGAZINE & _ WHY SHE WENT HOME, Elinor Discovers Huw Weak Is Love’s Charm for a Rank Outsider. LINOR had been maid of honor at the wedding of the Sabely, no when they had finally returned from theiz, wed*'ng trip and settied in their brand-new home in ewater she was naturaily the first guest of honor, She reached Edgewater about 4 o'clock one afternoon Percy was not due till 6, and so she and Harlott had what tulght ‘have been a pleasant two houra if the young matron had not, between every sentence and tts reply, run to the clock or to the window, or, in extreme moments, to the front door, from where she peered down the avenue toward the station, “Percy had a little bit of headache this morning befare he went downtown,” she eapluined, with eager detail. “It's been warm to-day and I've been so worried for fear of gun- stroke. Every time J've closed my eyes I've eeen him stricken down in La Galle stree:.'* At 6 o'clock Percy walked briskly into sight. WMnor was ready to welcome ihim with a great and abiding joy, even though she had never quite understood why Hantott fancied. him. But sh» was not to see Percy for some time. Hariett flew to.the hafl as his key grated in the latch, and ¢here drifted back to Eilnor low sounds of pure ecstasy for @ long quarter of an hour. At last they opened the door slowly and, as Elinor feit, with great regret. She looked up te fing’ Peroy's arm about Hartott and Hanott's head on Perey’s broad whoulder. “Here's deriing old Neli,” she said, rapturously, wit some of the rapture left over from that Siteen minutes 16 the hall. "Kies ‘her, Percy, dearest. I don't mind your bime- ing Nell!" The two advanced on Hllnor, still wrapped in each other's embrace, and Elinor had) the novel experience of being kissed ‘by a man who ‘held another young woman in his arms, says the Chicago News. At dinner Elinor sat in state on one side of the table amt across {t watched Harlott snuggle up to Percy in émminent risk of overturning his coffee cup and preventing free erm action in carving the roast. Persy cut up Harlott's chicken for her and she dropped tumps of sugar in his coffee, be- cause Pudgey" was a sweet darling and too modest to put in all he deserved. Every five minutes or so they recollected their guest and cast a stray remark at her, and every half hour or 60 they urged her not to mind their ttle ways, that by and by she would understand it. Tae next morning Percy's headache sttl Ungered and after Hariott cried he bravely gave up going downtown. There were campiior and vinegar in the ajr and endearments and loving lamentations and counter Aeassurances till at last Elinor's soul sickened within her, and she slipped, with unnecessary caution against being noticed, down to a tele- graph office. Ha an hour later she caught Harlott, “They have telegraphed me ‘trom home," she sald, hold- ing out the yellow slip. “Mother snys It és very ‘mportant. You don't mind if I go?” ; Not at all, dear,” said Hariott, with absent effustveness. “You've got your hat on, Shall I say good-vy now? ‘Peréyis hot milk"— = Elinor gazed after her fleeing figure. Then she walked down to the cornar and hailed her ear, THE CITY LOVER'S SONG. A mistaken country poet had a thought and wrote it dowa; ‘Twas that God ‘had made the country, but that Man had made the town. But the product of the city is in the man that God has mace— Ifans created in his fmage, strong, erect and unafraid, And although I love the .country, where rhe dicky-birdle sing < I'm confessing in my heart of hearts his songs are trifling things 3 As compared to lilting melodies—foiks tramping up and down, The etreet car gongs, the whir of wheels, the noises of the town! I may dream of sweet-volced nightingales—thelr notes are all “tip-top'— But I want Iife's grander organ played with Vox Humana’s stop, Though she smiles upon the country, and ‘hec smile is good and sweet— Ah, the ereat old heart of Nature throbs in noises of the street! —Pittsburg Dispatch. A SNAKE FIGHT. “Two years ago,” says*a writer in the Scientific Ameri- can, “it was my good (fortune to witness a combat between a king snake and a water moccasin, I was attracted to the scene by a negro laborer. When I reached the spot I ‘found’ the snakes coiled together in a pool of water, the king snake gripping his enemy with the tip of his fafl just back of the head. It was clearly his Intention to drown the mocea-in. For the pumpose of taking a photograph I Ufted the two struggling, writhing serpents to a rock, Just before [ took my photograph the king snake pulled the moc- casin's head in {he exact position he wished and quickly stretched his jaws over it. Thoughtlessly enough I put the snakes back into the water, thinking that the king enake would alo drown. Very soon, however, he left the pool, stretched iis victim straight out before him and leisurely began to swallow him. In my efforts to take another pho- tograph: he was frightened away. Both snakes were nearly the same size, being about three and one-half tfeet in jength.”” ON THE EVENING WORLD PEDESTAL. ever see a aie’, he walked slowly towani the door. He quarrelied with Atherton at a oiub that night, and pursuing the fat, florid broker in drunken rage, fell the length of the great marble staircase.’ They picked him up mangled, crippled for the rest of his useless life. Ralph Harding married Agatha Renter. The wooing had been long and sweet. down ta Old'Chetford for the where, strangest of all there, at Tuckerman’s wharf, lay the old Harpoon she thought had been broken long ago. Ralph had bought {t an@“converted. museum for the friend Hanks wee its t made you do this?’ hen you Insult- the years in Pai (Bridge Commissioner Lindenthal who has presented plans ‘of a 60-€oot Campanile, including forty stories, at minal.) ChiJdren! Upon our Pedestal See Mister Lindenthal! He’s apending every leisure hour