The evening world. Newspaper, December 14, 1905, Page 18

Row, @udlivhed by the Press Publishing Company, No, 68 to 63 Park Entered at the Post-OMice at New York as Second-Class Mall Matter. York, VOLUME 4¢ a laundry drying-room next door. and heat flatirons. Perhaps a little The second floor was’a cork factory; the fourth a celluloid-factory. Cork burns pretty well, and celluloid is only less dangerous in a fire than gunpowder. The blaze leaped from the second story to the fourth and fifth without stopping at the third. Every observer wondered at the-appalling ‘swiftness of the flames in bursting through the roof. A little delay of the ladders—snow on the streets—fire-escapes out ob‘order—and a hundred girls might so easily have been burned alive! Are there any more factory buildings in New York that offer such chances for a catastrophe? Rather, What will the city do about it? Nothing, as usual? Is there any one else besides Abe Hummel! that slept badly last night because of the way the Morse-Dodge scandal is turning out? Bad Bridge Plans. On Friday the Board of Estimate will hold a public hearing on the plans for distributing the traffic of the Manhat‘2n Bridge, These plans might from their stupidity have been prepared for the original Brooklyn Bridge, the mistakes of which they perpetuate, They promise no relief for the rush-hour crowding. The vast “terminals” for which they provide will repeat the Passengers will be herded then as now and the same arduous climb to/| the elevated tracks will be necessary, The fundamental idea on which the plans are based—that of termi- nals for bridges—is as dead as the dodo. The solution of the problems | tratiic, but either a distributing loop, gers may be continuous at various exits, or a provision for through trains to the end of the city. By such a leave them at points of greater convenience, Instead of depositing crowds in one limited area, they can be diverted by subways into smaller streams and more easily handled The pkin of an underground connection between bridge entrances | pronounced feasible by Chief Engineer Parsons more than three ars ago. It was shown by him to be better, more expedient an Ought We to Burn Girls? | street fire meant. There were 200 girls on the fifth floor of a non-fire- proof building, packed almost like sardines, It was a sweatshop, with | Which have made a danger spot of the Brooklyn Bridge entrance is not an enlarged terminal serving as an abrupt end for a swollen stream of veers NO, 18,188, Of course it is all over and half | forgotten. The girls were saved, tecause New York firemen are as} prompt and skilful as they are brave | and resolute. You read about it as) "4 good rescue story,” just as you read about the escape of ‘the thirteen men from the wave-battered light-| ship. And that was all, But ‘ought that to be all? Consider what that Elizabeth | Plenty of hot fires to dry clothes) naphtha. how many of them are there? existing conditions of congestion, | on which the discharge of passen- device passengers take the cars or | id less costly than the connecting elevated road then Proposed, The Municipal Art Society planned such loops right whereon passengers could take or leave the Brooklyn car the avenues, The difficulty of such an arrangement is not o7 It is merely one of reconciling the conflicting claims tion “systems,” across the city, S at any one of of rival transporta- Must New York continue to climb endless Stairs and endure out: | Fageous crowding because street-car Public franchises that they shall gr (Copyright, 1905, by Téttle, Brown & 00.) P18 OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS halkeye'’ Davis, @ cowboy, rescued Lord Ishanion and the latter's fittle son Jim rom A. hes in Arigona. Balshaonon, who is on hia way to take up neh, has been wounded by the Indiana Cowboys carry him to hie new ranch, where they find natied to tha er signet ‘George Ryan Th Writer states that as Balahannon once dro Rim from his home, #9 Ryan will one = Balshannon and wipe his race from the | Balshannon, with Chalkeye as Me foreman, Lecomes a wealthy ranch-owner, Each tine there {+ dan, of his meeting Ryan Lady Balahannon warns the latter, who keeps ont | of the way. Capt. MoCalmont, of the “Range W (@ band of robbers), ts hired by Ryan ¢ out Balshan: Ralahantion eaves t! of MeCa!mont's onty eon, Curly, The eAptnin vows gratitude for the act Curly remains for some time a member of | Balshannon's househ from college. Balshannsn y Pilows, becomen a drunkard ant a gumblor on Jim's retum CHAPTER VII, The Sign of Ryan's Hand, and along im August sold them to the Lawson Cattle Company. Thetr Fiying W. outfit was forming up just then for the fal] round-up, so by way of swift ery I took my ponies down by rall to Lonisbungh ‘Their | camp was beside the stock-yani, and the } Je old cow town waa surely alive “un thelr cowboys, stamping new boots | around to get them used, shooting off their guns to stow how good they felt filling up with chocolate creams an | Tiddance | the night and on t» daybreak | the time of Curly’s vist 1 was | breaking in a bunch of fool ponies, s to white the tim sampling the wihtskey, the games, droggist’s sure Facing ponies for t Now I reckon that the sigot and am of a horse comes mor between me hing medicines, or | natural to me earth, while the than anything ele Very dust from a horse race gots | My blood, and I can't come near the eoicrae Without m J getting rattled But from th weet whit of that town T caugi: the sont of something going Wrong, for most of the stock-yard was Gull of cattle branded with a cross, and Rte Holy Cross vagueros were her into a train Moreover, by many a #lgn 1 pather fact on fact. that this @hannon’s cattle was ou Business, not vn silpment of beef to Horket, but a sale of brecdingestock Whleh meant nothing short of ruin, 1 shonly in t passed by me pv had been me magnates cannot agree upon the | “. strayed through that town fealto@ asics, refusing to drink with the punchers. or talk cow with the cattlemen, or take Any interest in iife. At the poat-oflice I met up with Jim, face to face, and he trled to pass (uy short-sighted. “Boy sald Lo as | Yabed him, “why for abt you shamed?” “Leave me 60" he snarled, For why, gon?’ I'm shamed.” t 4 my father, Our breeding stock devia All of it? oF § left is offal Now you leave ) " Balshannon's trail—drink Gaming, shame, death and a good me with me first.’ saye 1 iyater stew and some bear sign te aince sun-tp With me for a stew and the Heh made him deel some n his heart, and after that tded him until the cattle we shipped, througin the evening, throug ded up fla greaser cows gambling jomis, and d them for Holy Cross says 1 at parting, “you've { work on the range’ for jong months now, and yo mother js surely sick for the wight of yo’ fool face, Gu ome. You old Chalkeye fraud," says he With a grin as wide as the sunrise you're getting rid of me because you want to have a howling time un your ame, with all that money you go ur rotten ponies. wus Surely fine sight to see my Jim e trali, the silver fixings of his sad cowboy herness bright as 1 to Be No Core! By J. Campbell Cory, Letters from the P A to Questi Rents Here and tn Pittsburk. , An HEN) WraNiion the Editor af ‘The Fyening World Witil some one who has lived in both cities give an estimate of the compe ative rents In New York and Pittsbur 8 claims rent is higher in New ¥ ne of engineering, +, The Perseverina Frog, hd . MOUNT Of money money Il make 20 fe Editor of ‘The Bening World will ene Igher in Pittsbune Hy George Meredith, To the Editor of The Evening World By wopm was the suggestion made to EDWARD HOLL, gone to pay his gambling | his teeth aflash, his eyes a-shin- 1s he stooped down to give me | parting, and Jit out with his | home. Hin riders saluted r old ¢ call Yea their | & the | riders, with ble, ful, grave mans dressed . gold bright rmainhbow-e flash, and we 1 fo" menses, for that han home to me, ind that raoge wi iy pasture where I “you're the the Honorable p ed for twe erragzas, preacher bevween drinks, ad graned for twe Terrazas, p erance’, haps you kno moans under H 4 ha it 1 Terrazas rolled back a Seared you'd have to go to heaven?" | with hin | horses. must clergyman's labors in this vale of'— une, seh, to ride with you —wille T ex- which £ was found unwor- phin my business much exhausted streak of the cla from knee to ankle was dusty non ‘ing the mark of ip te could yi rare walked a tle n wot It Be" ues * vwould lave aling with a glad anteen, ranged | | he was) hondred "bps not swollen, tongue net] * black bull caine down Down the hillalde hi come down the hillside, ‘me axo/* Nevel. “That man 8 lost his Morse,’ bl. fave Jim: “'Uirety, J guess and gig * ee oe Leet ASSING along to the next ‘This town is full of for face cards, They ke voll get the bigger they are {the grea Col. Phony Ace, from Dixiei dn differently He wears his hair long and still nas t s-w sh 14, 1905, NEW YORK THRO’ FUNNY GLASSES. wo find the DP. | By 1. S. Cobb, YOUNKer sons of old Mr Two Spot. all trying to page snowballe—furthe: away from home they. eat of tere is the Profensional Southernen discovered in every company of elght or 8 loud rosring sound Plain or ty 8 rners who Wed anybody lately may try to tell you they know he’ the typical Southerners, Water mork of the "SM rise In the Yazoo River on his front teeth He uses diniect whieh woul ise his artest for mayhem of the Baglin langiuae anywhere sbelaw the le , He cheers even louder tion the people from Kane ind Jersey when the band plays "Dixie," and he cally the negio waiter a black rabhit—when tt tm't @ large walter—and be loves fide to sitangers that Non bived of the Cavaliers ts flowing fn lis votes j ‘ Nena flowing In hie velo got eh it w * 1 oss. His) mogaph ves | how many Yankees ki ‘ 1 elled ty . A { ’ " x way Ww 1 woo , 1 f wa tow 1 f he can bag 1 ir) money is his. He makes the « 1 4 and you wonder how sed ot araom, THE FUNNY PA Down § t r es cee nh $ ene | Are You Starving Your Children ? OW do yo vy uy toward ye iron Ww n i" : i sidering the i the r “; ve fon hen ier " ‘ ‘ i od sul have every ‘ me I " t the craying is abnormal, It nmvivtak th ent hilt a neat diet his system & es t better than @tarchy 1 ‘eo manner the child who tends to starchy diet s he e rege, ae may movers | do, to eat-any more Mosh fond Bl dis, “Craving” food in the | main, however snon r ng shown for most things, w “wom ave been f me foods js acanvely more than | | trai es lor bund I | food is always better digested. | | Phe one “or of ' 1, however, may he that for sweets, + and regarding this manifest fact is shown that it is the aystem’s nate y ural demand for sufficient suga lise under the age of 9 get enough y sugar from the table dict Six { of average size yula be | given to every ehild throurh the diy { Naturally the great 0K lof the nervous type shown at the end of the da The heat t* 1 ersge 2200 for each twonty-fonr hours, The aesthetic appearan f the table will have jittle, If any, effece upon he younger children, but will ex pon the older cnes in proportion 6 {to their ages and individue! appr ' f things ¢ smell of cooking , f especially the 1 of ¢ ould act as a stimulant to the appetite | a 1 * 5 ! 1 ete for mr ta ‘i t get enough water Six to twelve giassep { . ts-are required by such ehildren, Sugar fed stem demands will stimulate this taste for sufficient V worlte ‘avorite rite B Favorite Vel Favorite Mus nearer, and Tve cased it for eutch your horse.” Jim swung and found preacher's horte i to the le to trot with ng td easy Ly catch jump Vs MirsON Man Was & wumht Jim's eye, a On A iilleoreat far watdied t sar to Meat and but Tae heliograph nviking atk supposed, to the preseher, and Nim wateied harder than ever ile couldn't rend signs, so, wondering (host plentiful, wired up to find out if anything e could be sven from the crest list , there lay the mad, diet tie t of Lous: burgh, plain as & imap. Tils preacher Hal been &y, and heaps unt uciful, so Jim rode buck leading he horse, but pt the sights he had seen for his own consumption thank y'u, ge," saya the Alas! that @ should be so oman. My s chances him swing to the saddle Ktnan can You may in his last coffin, but |no disgiee short of that will spoll hits | nding Mebbe,"" saya the preaaer, favor me with a few hints on the tin’ a-whwa! hawes! And if se, we will go more gyadial cauge motion Is pitching my po’ Kidneys up thrugh my neck, Whoa! ow! Jim ‘broke away at a trot, asltting side-saddle to enjoy the preacher, who jolted beside him like a sack of dogs. “Stranger,” says he, “the trail where my men are wating yonder. the left it goes to Lordsburga, to the right It runs straight to Bryant's and on wo Holy Cri Good morning, sir,” wot he left on the dead run, “My desh young friend,” the preacher | walled at him. Who: Whoa, now! ¢ got misiaid! 1 place myself in yo’ de, “Well, wiiere do you want to go to?’ | “ET want to find a wild, a sinful young man by the name of Du Chesnay. He's James du Chesnay, Per him? “Partly, Well, what's your business ‘L sufte 8 the preacher. “from a et k Favorite Author—Th Favorite Artist—The Court barber. Favorite Fruit—The German ‘averite Plant—Daffy-down- ive The front ¢ | withdrawn ff | it ie that deceitful men should #9 dee Thumbnail Sketches. Ww elm, Sport--racing the camera. Task—Directing Providence. The Flying Dutchman Court historian ach, age i! Instrument—Speaking trumpet, Favorite Character In History—Atlas apaaaanaaaanaaeeaer 2 | prompt Thank you, s¢ says the preacher, “And now, your business, quick!” it appears,” the preacher. groaned, tint spme Wicked men have been be: Waving deceitfully in the p i ase of @ flock of cows from this young gentle man Bh? Yor fd for his flock with @ draft ma Vor of Lord Balshannon ttlonal Bank at Grave City, dreadful nam Siggestive of Rats! Go on, man! “This draft on the bank from Jabes Y, sto who bought vo’ cattle, seh, you forwarded from Lordsburgh vester- day. It will be presented today by lard Balshannon at the bank in Grave City"" How do you know? “Unhappily, my sacred calling hy left me quite unfamiliah with the eal nal affairs of this most wicked. country. “Well, what's wrong? The bank wired yesterday morning that they held money to meet this draft, Stone showed me the telegram.’ to noon,” sald the preacher, was money in the bank; éome thousand dollars In the name of Jaber Y. Stone. ready to meet yo’ drat, and pay for the cattle,” “L know that!" “At noon yesterday that money was m the bank,” ‘Tmpoasible ‘Jabez Y. Btone had given a previous draft to another man for the money, The other man got the plunder-the- ‘ahic!—dross J mean, Oh, that we poh mortal should 80 crave after the drome which perlahet “Don't preach!" yy, my young brother, the Httle in genson’” "T wish it | who drew that mone: “A carnal man- bat las al ‘Ryan yan! Misteh George Ryan, yessir. To-day yo’ father presents a worthless paper at the bank In exchange for his breed Ing cattle, Oh, how grievous a thing celve themselves, preparing for a sul hereafter, Think of these poh dui driven cattle, exchanged for a bogus draft vpon a miserable, miserable bank —how “Luist’ Jim yelled, and his #egundo, re toroat-ahie! Permit "AS yon please.” They had gnined the trail, and Jim swung. inte it with the walked far, and am atte calling by » bis rilers to ey within ringe “Ponides,” ways Uhe ath 4% Ing behind his han, T am somewhat timid—there are #0 many robbera that 1 yearn for yo' company for protec: old Las ‘Terrazas, came acfying. "Lube, mn ve got lo go to Lordabure’, “Stay!” The preacher Ufted hie hand, brushed back the hat from. hi fore and stared into Jim's eyes, “Chalktive Day Is vondeh at Loma. borrh thar-you can, trust him, en? Send a jor to Chatkeye; ask him ia wiry tho Sheriff at Albuquerque to AS thet thar trainsof cattle pending quirk « ie, going back myself, Deeesewremnenenes % WONDERFULLY SPIRITED AND INTERESTING. A LIVING RUMANCE OF WILD NATIVES AND WIDE DISTANCES “a F . Y , eee A Tale of the Arizona Desert <4» © By Roger Pocock