The evening world. Newspaper, September 26, 1903, Page 8

SATURDAY EVENING; SEPTEMBER 26, 1903, Wesisdnsl\vy. the, Presa spublliabig Cosspany, No, & to @ i Park Row, New York. Entered at the Post-Oflce at New York as Gecond-Class Mail Matter, SS (veLuME BD... cceeeee weseesersereesNO. 15,876, THE RANDALL'S ISLAND WAIFS. * Superintendent Bender’s charges of mismanagement 4n the treatment of juvenile delinquents on Randall’s Tstand make painful reading. In the Department of City Charities proper within two years a very noteworthy tmprovement of administra- tion has been brought about, Economies have been effected, abuses of long standing ended and tho public dustitutions elevated to a high state of efficiency. These improving changes have extended to things of felatively minor consequence: even to the use of better tablewsre in the almshouse, the serving of better food and the treatment of inmates not as convicts, sitting back to back at meal time, as they used to sit, but face ho face, Along with the abolition of the sense of degra- Mation has come an increase of self-respect. t 1 4e therefore all the more shocking to read the alle- gations of the State Superintendent of Charities of un- fortunate conditions at the Randall's Island House of Refuge. \ (The specific charges are that the food is insufficient and made unpalatable because.of its unvarying mo- notony; that the boys are ill-clothed and frequently permitted to go shoeless, and that human beings are : treated as if they were animals.. | They come with startling unexpectedness when made /against the administration of a charity by a society of |wecognized high standing in which much amateur phil- anthropy of a superior sort has found exercise. * Am official investigation of these charges will serve :Warious good uses. The Society for the Reformation of POOOSOd Archie met Miss Edith , — SS SOP 090608 oe ee BPLIETOBIGEDDG Confessions +0 Ofeee @® @ @ A Male Flirt.) a Juvenile Delinquents receives from the State an annual @ppropriation of from $150,000 to $200,000. It is subsi- ized on tho same basis as other semi-public charitable societies, in some of which, as Comptroller Coler showed, and as Comptroller Grout showed also, after the State aid thus obtained has been largely exhausted on salaries and general expenses there has remained a small residue for actual use in philanthropy. There is no allegation of such a misapplication of funds by this highly reputable society. But in the case of this as of other similar charitable organizations, half- . public, half-private, a direct accountability to State or city, with a stricter responsibility, would o viously bo of advantage. , FAT AND THE PRESIDENCY From the summer capital at Oyster Bay comes an official denial of the published report that the President had gained weight while in the White House. It was sald that, he now tips the beam at 220, these figures rep- resenting an increase of 35 pounds. It appears, how- ever, that his official weight, as certified to, is only 190 pounds, and within six years has never exceeded 207 pounds nor declined below 197. In the interest of fairness, it {s well that the exact figures should be put on record and malicious misrepre- tation set at rest. Tt may well be that {n a Presidential can- didate obesity would be fatal to electoral success, and a false report of a tendency that way should be suppressed, ‘Those 35 extra pounds wrongfully accredited to the Pres- ident might have lost him Kansas 4nd Nebraska—cer- tainly Arizona and Colorado; could a rough rider vote for a fat man? Or is it likely that a tall Kentucky mountaineer or lank Bast Tennesseean of the Abe Lin- coln type would wish to elevate to high office a can- didate eligible for membership in a fat man’s club? ‘The two-hundred-pound mark is a fatal Rubicon of fat, the passing of which by 20 pounds within two years, in spite of the most unremitting athletic exercise, would have indicated a possible three-hundred-pounder before the expiration of the next Presidential term. Three Hundred Pounds of too, too solid flesh in Lincoln's chair! The remotest possibility of such an event might well cause apprehension, and the authoritative denial is understandable. OUR FIRST CITIZENS. The meeting of some of ‘the grandest ladies of New York" with Chief Joseph and bis Indian braves in the Edited by ROY L. McCARDELI,. these ‘“Confes- thoroughly un~ Note.—The sa Ror desires if ° Ae derstood that no connection with these nemotre of a “masher other than having prepared them for publication. They are the genuine personal experience of another. 4 How to Win a Rich Wife. AM married now, and to a very wealthy woman, We do not get along very well togetber, but don't you care! 1 do not have to work, and. | ¢ us manager of her property, there are lots of ways I can hold out money sho} “ never dreams I have Now, !f you are Interested in womon ard their ways I will tell you how to win a rich woman if It 1s ever your good or bad fortune to meet with one, There 1s one way to do It. Presents! Presents! Beg, Yorrow or steal the money to buy a rich woman presents, If you are a agtrangerahe will think you are wealthier than who {a and will want you. If she knows you are poor she wil! think, and rightly, that you are ruining yourself tor her sake. Another way Is to be a “terrible fellow." Women dearly love to marry terrible fellows, to reform | °° them. When a woman marries a man { for his money whe general gots it. It @ fe different when a poor man marries | ¢ a rich woman, I know. Ps Another cunlous thing @ mate fiirt finds | fs the good-natured but startling con-/ tempt some women have for their hus-| bands. I have found this partioularty ; @ so among vain young married women | % who lead the life of lady loafers in| % boarding-houses. They are too vain and lazy to take up the burdens of house- | ‘ keeping, let alone family cares, and in) consequence they grow peevish and dis- contented through idleness and spend their spare time hunting for men who} will take them to afternoon dinners and | matinees, if thelr husbands, as {8 often the case, haven't sufficient means to dress them well and indulge them in these luxuries. I had a flirtation with one of these boarding-house lady loafera once, and eed to take her to luncheon and matl- 9 nees occasionally. At the doarding- house 1 posed as her lawyer, for he was a boastful prevaricator ‘and pre- tended to have pro y. Ono day I was s! io the boanl- Ing-house parlor her husband. home unexpectediy early. came Into the 1 and Birry Binoie gold dining-room of the Waldorf was a social event the fmportance of which should not be overlooked. It was aristocrat meeting aristocrat. The host was @ man whose name has been ascoclated with monkey dinners; the chief had a record of dog banquets to match. the memory of which is yet fresh in the history of social freaks; what was it in eclat to Chief Joseph's many sun dances? It was first citizen meeting first citizen, and though a}l the wampum of ten tribes could not pay for the gilt on wall and celling the chief was not abashed. ‘The meeting inay result profitably for pale-face society in the matter of suggestions for styles. The dabs of blue on Joseph's cheeks, the yellow on his chin and the crimson on his temples combined a facial color scheme which no coat of enamel has ever equalled. The chiet’s feathered head-dress was also most effective. Why not an Indian dinner dance for Fifth avenue this winter? If the hint is not taken a golden opportunity to enliven a jaded social season will be neglected. THE WAR ON BEGGARS The campaign of the Charity Organization Society againet professional beggars resulted in the arrest of two of the most notorious members of the fraternity of mendicancy on Thursday and tho conviction of one, William H. Vaughn, with a six months’ sentence. Vaughn, shamming blindness and physical debility, threw away his goggles and crutches In the court-room © to rail at his accusers, _ Vaughn. is said to be worth $40,000. Wil! the tender- hearted alms-giver bear this in mind the next time she “4s prompted to open her slender purse to the helpless 4 with the crutch or the crooked leg? ‘The svciety’s aim 1s to reform beggars where possible }to furnish them with an opening in honest employ- But against the unregenerate professional “'fap- br “bender” it is exercising e ceaseless activity the Yesults of which are already appreciable. One of the ladies is noted in Newport annals for a dauce | room, le gave an eldritch aoreech rusaed from the room, yelling: “I'll go out and wet drunk!" “I'll go out and get drunk!" His wife stepped into t Ii with a bored look on her ome back, Clarence, she calls aro going vit with Mr. Blank’s jh “1 don't care whose hat I've | ou was the ferocious reply, "I'm ade erate man!’ And away he wen Maybe you dan't believe this, but tts 2° SEBGHEIOS Yes BROTHER. SIM ‘You LEAD THE $040 IS}T DOWN BiaLy- YLt Get My Wires ‘Mrs. Waitaminnit--the Woman Who Is Always Late. @ Her Deliberate Manner Causes Him to Lose the Aonor of ae His Lodge in a Parade, TO GET MY REGALIA D HARK THE at LORRAINE ~ SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS, Jack Marche, @ young Anv respondent In the Franco-Prus te ih o held the door open, 5B to love with Lorraine de Nesvil uh; y ah “ecceutrie Marauis, who se We ito | P8rdon, mongeur; th c sirigible yar be served, I am very sorry to Hie tellin Jack he te] voi, + rate Bhi ‘retures to. divaige | YOU: sives Jack} nother officer entered, however, covered to the gold-brocaded cap. vers) Jack, through: it the Marquis de Newilie. Geko has beet Miled vy he. Prat: [Of tufning her out, flan) ‘that Lorraine {a the daugheer ot Ny Hie) stopped’ mart. sight of the old officer, If, and the Empress Eugente, De iite had. bareheaded in tho lantern-light, Kidnapped her as a baby to ne the murder of hie son by Napoleon's at the bed where Lorraine iay. the Emperor!—her father. stupefied Yack resolves not to divulge thie wecret to Lorraine. They make thelr way to Sedan, there Just ti thine: to witness that urrender to the Prussians CHAPTER VI. pale cheeks, The Valley of the Shadow. outside rose clear and distinct: AYLIGHT was fading in the rom (i D where Lorraine lay in @ stupor so | “Long live the Republic! deop that at moments the Sister the Mmperor: of Mercy and the young milftary sur-] ‘The Emperor spoke, eon could scarcely belfeve her allve)at Lor : "Gentlemen, we there on the pillows disturb a woman, Pray find ‘An officer, followed by a lancer, who] house.” carried @ white pennon on his lance point, entered the street from the north, A dozen soldiers and officers hacked tt soft with thelr sabre ying: “No sur- render! no surrende! Shells continued to fall into the packed streets, dlowing horrible gaps in the masses of strugy sling men. On the heights above Sedan Pruasian torches swung, signalling victory. and touched the sleeping he sald, as to himself, Dox. how Feather.’’—The Evening World's serial next week is another of Fergus Hume's vivid In “The Rainvow Feather,” which by. permission of the G W. Dillingham nu abundence of. dramatic situations features.and the ‘thrill’ char- (I Aa ie Whe story will begin in ee i vhs Jack turned away from the window. The tall Sister of Mercy stood beside the bed whére Lorraine lay. peror. Jack nodded. We could not e is asleep,’ murmured the Sts-|{ng at Jack. you may come nearer now, Close the window, children, He did not see Lorraine at fir: house ts re- an old man, eyes by his ¢rimson Two more followed. here 1s a sick person here," “You cannot have the inte: It ts inhuman'"'— who now stood Slowly the Emperor advanced to the ded, his dreary eyes fixed on Lorraine's In the silence the cries from the street Down with looking straight With a vague gesture he stepped near- er, smoothed the covorlet, bent closer, Then he stood up, He looked at Jack, now came close to him, holding out something In ohe hand. It was the steel “For me, monsteur?” asked the Em- The Emperor took the box, still look- “Tt thank you—I thank! you both, my " be paid, His eyes wanfered y Robert W. Chambers. tinted by Permission of Harper & Brothers, st, Dut Tack: | trouble a | at the looking It was cannot another s fore~ though who speak. | “Iam going to be very ill," Tho Sister of Mercy was kneeling by the bed; Jack shivered, and dropped his head, When he looked up the Emperor had gone, Jack sank down by the bed, burying his face in the sheets, he said, ulsing a face “burning with fever. ever taind me, but stay with her." understand,” sald the Sister, gently. “You must Me in the room beyond.” The fever selzed Jack with a swift ness incroi!ble, hen—swear it—by the-by the Saviour there—there on your crucifix!"* he muttered, “I swear,” she answered, softly. 1ils mind wandered a Ittle, but he set tveth and rose, staggering to the able. Ho wrote something on a bit of er with shaking fingers. nd for them," he said, “You can [telegraph now, They are in Brussels— my sister—my famtly"— Then, blinded by the raging fever, he made his way uncertainly to the bed, groped for Lorraine's hand, pressed ft and lay down at her feet, ‘The doctor pronounced his malady the much-dreaded “Pest,” bred of the city’s horribly congested condition, He ad- vised Lorraine to leave the sick man to the care of the Sister of Mercy, as the Pi Alsease was terribly contagious. The girl quietly refused and nursed her senseless lover night and day. On the second day the entrance of the German army Into the city brought her to the window, The trample of the White Culrassiers Before he couki reach the bed the door | again toward the bed; the cries In the wae opened violently from without, and| street rang out furlously. an officer entered awinging @ lantern,| “Death to the Emperor!” in the street outside filled the room; the serried squadrons thundered pest, steel ringing on,ateel, horses neighing, trumpets Licey pod the “Royal March.” ‘Through the tangled masses of hex’ 4 2 WELL S0A0N@ O10 MAN-SoRRY To S¥e You heavy hair, gilded by the morning sun- shine, her geyes, bright with fever, roamed around the room, startled, de- spairing, Under the window the White Cuirassiers were singing as they rode: “Flee, Adler, file’! Wir eturmen nach, Ein einiz Volk in Waffen, Wir sturmen nach ob taurendfach Des Todes Pforten Klaftea! Und fallen wir, files’ Aus unserm Blute machst Vorwai Filer’, Adler, Victo: filer’! Victoria! Mit uns ist Gott!” Terrified, turning her head from side to side, Lorraine stretched out her hands She tried to speak, but her ears Were filled with the deep voices shout- ing the splendid battle hymn— iy. Hasle! fly! With us ts God!" The White Culrassiers shook their glittering swbres; the melancholy trum- pet's blast swept skyward; the gtand- ards flapped. Suddenly the stony street trembled with the outcrash of drome; the culrassiers halted, the steel-mai, squadrons parted right and left; a car- riage drove at a gallop through the opened ranks. Lorraine leaned from the window; the offier in tho carriage looked up. As the fallen Emperor's eyes met Lor. re sho stretched out both little bare n4 cried: “Vive la Franoce!"— a he was gone to his captivity, the White Cutrassiers galloping on every elde, Then she went back to her uncon- ectous lover, When the Vicomte and Mme. de Mor- teyn arrived in Seden from Brussels the last of the Brench prisoners had deen gone @ week, There were no hacks, no conveyances i ' The Misadventures of Archie---Strenuous Wind- Up of a Social. Call. RT ENS — WILL fou FIND Ay dop, REGALIN FOR) 1 FOUND MY HAT— WHERE moore wo F Story of Love and War. arm to an old lady, heavily veiled, and bowed down with the| sudden age that great grief brings. side ber walked & young girl, also in deep mourning. One who had known them in former days would scarcely have recognised the hale Vicomte de Morteyn, his wife and Jack's sister, Dorothy. At that moment a young girl came out of the crowded station, looking around her anxiously. “Lorraine! cried the white-halred man, She was tn his arms before he could move. Madame de Morteyn clung to her, too, sobbing convulsively; Dorothy hid her face in her bi dged hand- kerchlef. After a moment Lorraine steped back, drying her sweet eyes. her again and again. "YI don't ses why we should ren said Lorraine, while the tears ran. her flushed cheeks. "If he had ralea tt would have been different.” After a silence she said again: seen wit see. We are not unhappy—| jack an: Lorraine slipped an arm through hers, looking back at the old “Come,” she said seren , ‘J able to sit wr’ Then in Dorothy's spered: “I dare not tell heme m) “Dare at tell them''—— nee married Jack—this morn- THE END. Next Week’s Story sss THE RAINBOW FEATHER By FERGUS TMi. (Permission of G. W, Dillingham Co.) Dorothy kissed Creer POLS HOIHIGHSSOO Higher rigeses Goy. Odell Tells Boys To Stay on the Farm. SEE that Gov. Odell advises the boys of New York State to stay on the farm,” observed the Cigar Store Man. “Sure, Mike,” said the Man Higher Up. “The Gover- nor has a telescopic lamp. He can see into the future for several miles, and he has the key to the situation fastened to his suspender buttons by a cable. If the boys of New York State don't stay on the farm, what ! going to become of the Republican majority? “The bigger New York City and Buffalo and Roche ter and other citles get to be, the bigger the Democra!/ majorities become, and the less chance there is of ha, ing a Republican Governor and Legislature in Albar You will recollect that in the last State election looked as though Coler was all to the mustard until t returns began to come in from the rural districts { around the Adirondack mountains. Then young M) Coler took tho count. “It 1s as certain as percentage that Republicar flourish in the sections where the face of nature i3 mac to produce. The Rube is a natural Republican. Dem crats grow or are developed in cities. In the great ag cultura] States a Democrat has about as much show being elected Governor as a man with a conscience: making a success in Wall street. “That is why Gov. Odell wants the boys of the ¢ to stay on the farm; he'd like to have them live a b'gosh lands until they get so covered with moss | you couldn't chisel off with the sharpest tools of ¢, ment ever used. So long as the yap holds the bal of power the Republican party is on velvet. ‘ “But you can’t keep the youthful hayseed on farm, and it is a good thing for the country at large; this is so. To compel an ambitious if immature u to stack all his checks on the old homestead and j his hand out until] he js in shape for a ride to the gy yard {s intellectual assassination. “Where would this city be if the boys had rem: on the farm in the early times, and where would now if there wasn’t a bunch of horny-handed, st bruised, freckled and eager young hayseeds carr their paper suit cases into the railroad stations e{ dey? Our great merchants, great lawyers, great 1, road men, great speculators, great theatrical manag: great bankers, came from the farm, and more of th are coming all the time. “When the city calls to a boy on the farm he is no more use to the farm than a coating of asphalt. 410 keep him there is not only to rob him of opportunities he might have enjoyed in the city, but to make a bum farmer out of him. Lots of farmer boys fail when they butt into the city, but everybody can’t be a winner, or there wouldn’t be any players on the othei side of the game. We live off one Another, and it is natural that we should, “I may be prejudiced, because I didn't come from a farm, but why a kid who can read and write and think should want to stick to the flelds and the woods and the prospects of becoming able to earn a couple of dollars ina sixteen-hour day stops at the front door of my compre- hension. Whenever I see a contented farmer I feel like I was in the Eden Musee.” / “Sometimes I long for the old farm," sighed the Cigar Store Man. “That is caused by the smell of hay when you open your showcase,” replied the Man Higher Up. An Improved Match. For @ year the use of phosphorus matches has been prow hibited tn Sweden, The new Jaw has resulted in the inw veniion of a match by the engincers, Ladin and Jernan< er, which has been named the “repsticken," or scratch match. It will ight against a wot surface, It ts sald to be lese poisonous than a @afety match, 6 SS CHANCE GREETINGS—NO, VI, Bryan (William ‘yennings): As I rover, it {s Grover— He whoge ideals all I cherish, Be they sixteen, be they one. And our love shall never perish ‘While our earthly course we run. Cleveland (Grover): Bill, By my rod and reel, By my scales, my flies and crezi, You caat true, ‘There may be salmon in Alaska, cod at Cape Cod, But as for Nebraska, you're the whole pod,