The evening world. Newspaper, November 28, 1903, Page 8

& ‘Published by the Press , No, 8 to. Publishing Company, + Park Row, New York. Hntered at the Post-Office at New York as Second-Class Mall Matter. , NOLUME 44.. woe NO. 18,488. WOMAN'S DYED HAIR. " ‘Word comes from London that the American women resicing in the British metropolis have enlisted in a crusade against the practice of dyeing the hair, Here at home the sight of spectroscopic hues in ‘women’s hair leads to the inference that similar influ- @uces are at work in New York. It is not rare to see locks in which greens, purples, violets and other con- trasting shades, showing forth from a groundwork of @ull yellow, point to an abandonment of the use of dyes. It is a heroic reform, calling for a jong martyrdom of ‘vanity, for the peroxide compounds take hold with a @rip not easily relaxed. Masculine observers temper their criticisms with commendation of the spirit which Prompts the brave act. The lure of ‘bronze-red locks {s a seductive one. ‘When fresh from the hairdresser’s skilful hand they are undeniably beautiful to look upon. They set off as from @n artistic frame the fair face below. But as the arti- ficlality 6f their coloring develops to the view it is seen ‘that the dye by removing the oil from the hair has taken ‘@way the attractive natural gloss which no artifice can replace, The scalp looks unclean and the roots of the hair from the daily growth between applications of the dye show a displeasing discoloration. The vain young woman sperdily discovers that she is bound in a thral- dom from which release is difficult. ‘The woman who dyes to conceal the evidences of ap- Proaching oge makes the mistake of exchanging streaks _ @f gray, which are not in themselves unbecoming, for > @ youthful coloring with which her features do not har- a monize. She forgets that nose and eyes and forehead have been changing with age along with the hair and there is no medicament to restore their youthfulness, She is apt also to be blind to the rare effectiveness er in a woman of forty of the contrast made by traces of silver in the locks with natural color in the cheeks, A P ‘woman so ondowed need not care to exchange what na- ture has given her for the poor substitute of the hair- dresser’ AGE AND PHYSICAL POWER. By prize-ring reckoning a man of forty-four {s old, and by consequence untit to undergo the hard punishment which a younger and supposedly more vigorous antag- nist may be expected to inflict on him, He has entered upon the physical decrepitude which follows excesses between intermittent periods of hard training. His heart has begun to acquire fat, his vital Omgans (legenerate, and the chances are that a few founds will put him out of the fight and the eventual Ynockout blow administer a final quietus from which there is no recovery. Death is supposed to hold the Sponge for the veteran prize-fighter in such an en- counter. But here is Fitzsimmons emerging triumphant and @miling from a sharp twenty-round battle with a man twenty years his junfor—a man in the prime of his physical powers, with all the advantage on his side of Youth and juvenile vigor, and possessing a sufficient ac- Quaintance with the science of “the manly art” to lead @xperts to prophesy a victory for him. In seeking the causes of this unusually long preserva- tion of vitality in Fitzsimmons we get a clue from his private life. In the intervals between ring contests he could more frequently ve found at his Bensonhurst home playing with his children than on Broadway, He kept more closdly to the fireside than is customary with younger Dugilists, living a more nearly normal life. He was more Tegular in his exercise, more careful in his diet, and he Dut Jess confidence in a final rally of hard training after keeping !n form. Thus there remained in him what James J. Corbett falls “‘a smouldering energy.” which when called int» -Retivity did not disappoint him by an untimely flagging. It ts to a rational life, on which excess has made no drafts, that Fitzsimmons's protracted pugilistic pow- . ers are to be attributed. The example is a good one for F Young atuletes everywhere. A FEAT OF SKIN GRAFTING. The skin grafting feat which has made a scalded victim of the Westfield train wreck a new man involved @ delicate use of the surgeon's knife at which the un- e handy layman is led to marvel. Whether employed in} pe transplauting un ear or removing an inflamed appendix | with unerring precision or cutting into the gardiac sas. preparatory to the stitching up of a wound in the heart} the deft and dextrous use of the knife by the medical] @pecialist shows a wonderfil command of muscular faculty. The hero of this operation has now a skin that is a} mosaic of 4,200 cuticular particles furnished by fellow- Members of the Masonic order, a composite epidermis a for which each of the 200 contributors supplied a ttle ‘ Toro than two scusre inches. Will the change of skin| ‘ 4 , occasion any change of nature? ee Such a change occurred in About’ an with the} % Broken Ear” after » graft had been made; the ear with- = ered when its forsaken owner died. A man wearing a another's clothes might undergo a mental transforma-| © tion. If a men of timid nature were to put on Napo- Bi Teon’s hat and dress in his gray overcoat every day for @ year would there be no galu in courage and self-es- i teem? Ae. THE CABMAN’S WHISKERS “a ie A principe seems to be involved in the strike of the ee eabmen distinguishing it from other strikes, ‘Dheir per- % /®onal rights are alleged to have been invaded by the wee ~— peremptory order issued to them to appear clean shaven, “a Previous orders relating to collars and white muf- )> | fiers they had received with what grace they could com- i nd at an interference with their attire, But the razing! “9 “beards and mutton-chops, rude requirement that it is, bi edersitates a sacrifice of personal dignity their revolt} a whieh is not surprising, man's whiskers in time take hold on hix affections firm grip that grows in intensity. The care he! to thelr cultivation, the interest he takes in their “begets eventually a pride of proprietorship the| of wich may well be thought to be valid) trouble, It isa pride such as che patient Jap- n takes through laborious years fn his which come in time t twine their roots gs. To watch the slow and sym- § heartctrin fong stretches of self-indulgent ease than in habitual| St lf $100 lin PRIZES. | b eed’ HE » EVENING » WORLD'S » HOME .2 MAGAZINE The Girl Who Can Be “Horrid.” By Nixola Greeley-Smith, Granddaughter of Horace Greeley. ‘There wha @ little girl And she had a little curt Right .n the middle of her forehead. When she was good Bhe was very, very good, And when she was bad, she was horrid. ND that little girl was the kind fl which, to uae a phrase dear to the siage manager, “makes a hit with the boys.” For that bit of rhymed un- reason from the nursery contains the best deseription of a coquette known. Literal persons there are, to be sure, who accept this plece of Longfellow’s delightful fooling as a mere description of a naughty child, And in the sense that al the most attractive women re- main always children at heart, {t may be so taken, But certainly the little girl with the curl was grown up. For tt ty only after one has reached a certain stage of ma- turity that one realizes the power that Hes in being very, very good when onc is good at all, and in turn utterly hor- rid when one wants to be. ‘There ace women—and very delightful ones, too—who could not be 90 horrid if they tried a week as the natural- born coquette Iv at a moment's notice. But then {t is equally impossible for. them to be as charming aa the coquette can make herself without any notice at all, ‘These women are simple studies in hulf-tone, vleasing pastelles in” petti coats, and a man finds them very sooth ing and restful until hie eye, turning from them for a moment, falls on the daring thing, half flame, half flower, that instinct tells him 1s a coquette, And then he forgets all about them, The caquettish woman 1s nner quic grown up. ‘Though she Hives to be ut hundred, she is forever enshrined 4. ¢ her victims as a “lit the hearts of ti vue rh. And she usually ie litt Soinen may be imprenslve. y may autitul. ‘Mey mag ve lovacle, But to the woman over 6 fect 6 who o be a coquette. 7 he paquets is of course not always a commendabde person, She has deen nown to break men's hearts with less wory But then mended not 6) coqueite is She le she would ter r fan sticks. men’s hear are more easlly than’ fan etieks—and, they are expensive — either, The ‘good when sie cannot help it, horrid wuen she wants to be When sé 4 been altogether charm- to a man for wi ares noth f na sudde: x und makes her wha ot Ing utterly unveamble a week Hut during that time the man, if be Is wise, consoles himself with the mem- ory of that delightful halt bour and looks forward <o the moment of repent ince-—whteh is bound to come rhe knows that there ix go mo-| of time so well worth watlirg for | © ax that watch comes when the Jesle | ¢ girl Who has been horrid makes up ter | ¢ mind to be Very, very good, we NOW: WouLDNT DAT ComFLYSTICATE You! JES TROW YoH ~ G00-GOOS ON TER ] DEM PIGGY-WIG- TAns!! amen YES TOOTSIE, THATS YOUR STYLE. , TRY IT ON! CY % pi 9OOSOGHHGDOOHI OOOH OOOO GOPGP OOOOH DOO GO OO POODOH OS LITTLE DIXIE--The Coon Kid ls Too Strenuous in His Gallantry. OME.UP ON THE TABLE Adi ND GIVELA Zz t “Evenin ») The Important Mr, Peewee, the Great Little Man. * * %* X g Fudge” Headline Sent This Week PPOPOSHESH 04 O04994.944:89498090990649-9G94OOOO90F004-04000440000O0 DOO $9O290O90900D 006060000 WHOA EMMA! GEE -HAw- BUCK YOU CANT FORM AN OPINION MAGNIFICENT! GORGEOUS? TRULY A WONDERFUL CREATION! | AM PROUD OF YOU! WONT THE CHURCH oles PARADERS NEXT SUNDAY > ] > vil a He Accompanies Miss Sixtoot to the Milliner’s to Select a New Hat. MORNING BE HERE'S 2E 4 STEEP-LADDAIRS. FoR 2 CL LEETLE , ee CHAPTERS. PRECEDING OPSIB OF Arthur Gray latter f girl tells vessing her age. Will be found, ashe says, tn a co HL be f cat fh the prices paid by he ur Now, York tor Kathleen Verne Miss i a a erathe he Is confront of her father's ed by a mun Ww A tattle in the Dark, cOIUVY. frieng.” said Arthes, au ‘don't you think it would be as well to cock that pistol before “rhe a shooting?" rage man, hearing thi probably glance for an fnstant at the pistol hammer, Arthur Gray refied on this fact to distract his opponent's gaze, foal had planned to utilize tbat crucial second to rush him. But he had to do with a man of tron. “Tada gun's a self-cocker,"” sneered the other, “and {U's cocked now. ‘The pressure of a fraction of an ounce on the trigwer, and it goes off. 1 see no reason for waiting longer. Do your” “No,” drawled Arthur, stretching his arms and yawning slightly; “I don't know that I di would , & goatee; and to be called on to vin it ota superior is to give adequate AR As he spoke he crouched and sprang for his adversiry’s legs in a manoeuvre known on the gridiron as a “low taokle."* Th ole move was made with incred- Able ene; and in en imperceptible period of time from the moment he had been speaking the cleared the space be- tween them and was upon his foe Pho pistol was discharged, but there had been no Gime to change the aim with any degree of accuracy The bullet ripped along the back of Arthur's coat, ettting the cloth, but veneteating uo deeper, Dropping the revolver, stepped with a quickn: tokening Jong athlette training, eluded the “low tackle” that would have Placed him at Gray's mere Whirling in his tracks, Arthur grap- pled with his enemy before the latter could regain the revolver, Back and forth they reeled. the man site- sand skill be- ond Artur was in pink of condition and had at his flogers’ ends eveey trick of wrestling The other, whose face he could not even yet distinguish in the darkness, Was nearly @ head taller, many pounds heavier and tremendously strong. For the moment his si % and strength offset the finer con#it=m and 1] of the smaller aan after hold was sought by each, only to be blocked and frustrated. unds of volees were heamt from use, Doors were slammed. The shot had alarmed the household. The inmates, together with the ser- vants from the distant stables, were searching for the cause of the disturd- ance, At any moment they might ar- rive on the scene, Arthur was prepared, if necessary, to be captured and to keep silent concer Ing bis visit to the Gir) In Red. But he knew what an ordeal such a capture ‘would be for her, and he feared lest love the 1 <= The « Girl for him might lead her to divulge every- thing Clearly there was no Ume to be lost. A shout from the stables and the open- ing of a side door of the house not s away urged him to prompt This fight was likely to go until the combatants intruder over w DOW surrounded and the He must give up all present hope of ove t roming nls. opponent. free and take to his heels, his speed as a runner and to the friend- ly darkness to get him safely aw: With a mighty effort he wrigg! from his adyersary'’s grasp. Unable to resist one parting shot he sent a viclous half-hook to the other's fac the wall of the house, hal. from the Impact of the blow. Arthur Gray sprang backward out of the door, radius of Nght over an exposed tree root, ‘Phe fall breath from Before he could recover himself his was upon him, Into the prostrate youth's chest, adve! drive his fingers a sary “Belton! him.” his body, bout ‘his throat. This way All that re- ined to do was to wreuch himseif rusting to free he larger man crashed back against f stunned from the opened turned to run—and fell neadlong was heavy and drove the his knee his way!’ bellowed the conqueror. Symes! 11 have ‘The pressure on throat and chest was terrific, Deeper the powerful talons drove into the fallen man’s windpipe, “This vi way!" again thindergd the called an imperious, » “Hands very voiced “siands up, of 1 1 aboot, SECS Oa a There, in the broad shaft of golden light cast from the open door, stood the Giri in Red, deflant, peerlessly beautiful, her scarlet dress glowing Hke living flame, In her hand she clutched the re- volver she had just picked up. She held it levelled at the head of the man who bent above Gray. I mean what I say,” she repeated, In a hurried but calm tone, Get up and let him go or I'l shoot. Waste no time or I'll shoot anyway." The conqueror hesitated a moment, then reluctantly he released his grip on Arthur, ‘The latter staggered, gasping and dizzy, to his feet. Both he and his as- sailant still stood in the black darkness beyond thé bar of yellow Nght "Go!" whispered the girl, “Run for tt, and be thankful no one but the ser- vants and I were at home. Go!” 2 men came running up from the stable. ‘The first rushgd clumsily at Arthur and went to the fround in @ heap from a left-hander on the jaw. Fasily eluding the second newcomer's attack, Arthur Gray dashed off through the darkness. Pleasant meet with when he he laughed grimly to himself as he ran. “{ wish I could place the man I fought with. His voice was familiar. So was his figure, what I could see of it. If only I could have scen his face! Whit a brick my Gifl in Red ds! But for her the papers would have an Interesting stery to-morrow on the ‘Mlllidnaire Bursts Feel that tdistanced his ° “éropped 1005, @ rapld walk. Dunsuees, he we 20 c'clook thine a man to to “Mr. Peewee.””: $ “ 9 & * The Bandits With Hot Air For a Weapon. SEE,” said the Cigar Store Man, “that a bunch of boy bandits out in Chicago has been mak- ing Harry Tracy look like a man passing the collection box in church. “Yes,” replied the Man Higher Up; “those Chicago youths were hickey for fair, and what they got was plenty; but they are not the only bandits entitled to dis- tinction. The trouble with them is that they used re- volvers instead of hot air. The difference between hold- 3 | ing a man up at the end of a gun and nicking him for is super and his bankroll and holding up a widow's life insurance with a con circular or prospectus is ‘recog- } | olzed by law. “The bandit who goes out on the highways and ® | threatens to make a target out of any guy he’sets that he fancies is a mark always ‘takes a chance. The guy may not be a merk. He may be loaded up with some artillery himéelf. Many a plain, everyday, strong-arm thief has gone against a meek-looking cttizen and paid an unexpected visit to the Morgue. i “When they catch a hdld-up man it is a case of to the booby hatch for his. If he has killed anybody in his search’ for wealth without work the Sheriff helps gim along in terminating his career, If he hasn't killed anybody, it is a cinch that he is sentenced to spend a term in a college where the professors carry shotguns and the students all wear the same style of clothes, | “Men who organize fake trusts and impossible indua- trial schemes are in the same class morally with the men who meet people in a dark street and frisk them with the aid of a gun. But their finish is different. In- stead of being called crooks, they are called financiers, 2 and very often they dictate the names of the men the people shall elect to office. They take no chances, There are lawyers who ‘have studied the legal layout until they can tell the spots by the’ way they feel, and these are the lawyers who tout the financiers how to get away with theif con frame-ups. % “Some day things may come around so that the law- yers will find a way to advise crooks how to go out and work at their trade without being arrested. Until that day comes the crooks will have to depend on the layw- yers to do the best they can after a pinch. The graft- ing financier not only gets the mazuma, but he gets immunity with it.” “They say these young Chicago thieves and mur derers all come from good families,” remarked the Cigar Store Man. “Surest thing you know,’ sald the Man Higher Up. “In a somewhat extended knowledge of professional thieves I have heard of few whose honest parents didn't intend them for the ministry or one of the learned pro- fessions.” ” in «# Red. — [ IN PRIZES, venture of the evening. when Arthur ,entered his mother's house, Kathleen Vernon had been spending the evening with Mrs. Gray. She was often at the Gray home of late, the older woman having taken a great fancy to her in addition to the admira- tion she felt for the courage and bright, buoyaflt disposition which had led Kath- lwen to accept so cheerfully her hard fate. Arthur, too, had been thrown much In the girl's company and had learned to rely on ‘her clear judgment and sympa- thy. “You're just in time to take Kathleen home,” sald Mrs Gray, as Arthur, after glancing over his evening mail, joined the ladies in the brary, p ‘Mhe, two young people set out toxeth- er, and Arthur at once related his ad- “Oh, please de more careful.” begged Kathleen, '"What’s.the third time you've narrowly escaped death on her account, There scems a sort of fate about it.” “There's another thing that's bother- ing me,” said Arthur, rll at ease, I: most men when asked to be careful in any matter where a woman 1s con- cerned, "A letter I found on my return to-night. I sald nothing to my mother about it for fear of worrying her, but I'd Itke four advice. “3 checks bearing my signature and calling’ for large sums have been presented at my bank during the past few weel They were hono but when my stubs came back I found they were forgeries. I set a firm of detec- tives on the case, and to-night I’ get I won't bother vou with: | of thé wearch or ere fs that thev've traced the forgeries to that meek-looking little old chap I told you of—Jared Symes! He had an ac- complice, they say, whose name they have not yet learned, But the actual Not really? That poor timid little man who sometimes comes to the store with the Girl in Red! He doesn't Jook as if he could do such a thing.” “It's true, though, He told me he was the secretary of the Girl in Rede father, On her account 1 hate to take action In the matter, But I suppose I'll have to prosecute, to stop him from further forgerie: I never was so de- ceived in a man's face.” , | "Oh, please don't punish fim. — He has such/a crushed, broken, cdved look. It would kill him to be sent to, prison, Can't you just scare him and let him go? Please do As she was speaking *5 Kathleen's boarding-hous Arthur unlocked the door and she picked up a aolled envelope that lay on. the hall rack. Y “This must have camé for me in my absence," she sald, “ee, it was deliv- ered by hand.’ “And a di ieee ne aalod exclamation at sight of the envelope's contents, he repeated, bed coached dirty hand at ¢hat,” ate the “Whats the matter?" “Ia there anything wrong?” neh she_replied, “very wrong In- tg (To Be ¢tontinued.) praeliastry' Rae a Fitteen: prines, ting #100, ne renders ill be distributed ame pyran