The evening world. Newspaper, December 23, 1905, Page 8

“The Evening “Worlds @oudiivted by the Press Publishing Company, No, 8 to @ Park Row, New York, | Pntered at the Post-Oflice at New York as Second-Class Mall Matter. "VOLUME 46.. Farmers and Senators. Hope Grange, Patrons of Hus- bandry, asks the Oswego County | representatives in the Legislature to call upon Depew and Platt to re-| sign. People forget that New York fs a great farming State, It follows close after Iowa, Illinols and Ohio, It leads Texas, Missouri, Kansas and Pennsylvania. In dairy products it leads all the States, There is no “get-rich-quick” fn) the farmer's life. He must be @hrifty. He must know something about soll chemistry or be behind | he times, He uses the latest germ disoovertes in “ripening” his -butter fand cheese. He works for what he gets. . There are only a few ways of creating wealth for afl of us. You fmay catch fish in the sea, hunt beasts for their pelts, dig useful metats:out fof mines, chop wealth in the forests, or grow it from the soll, That is (wbout all. The farmer is the greatest primary producer, Is he “represanted”| By Depew, who belongs body and soul to the railroads that exploit him? | IB he “represented” by Platt, who leads the Express C y lobby in dwarfing the Post-Office, which might at a profit do ten times as much for the Yemurs as it does? Even if these men were not morafly rotten thefr unfftness to represent of the State would be evident? As it is, the Legislature ought rout them out forthwith, But will it? The Factory Law Hypocrisy. Is a Factory law limiting the hours of labor for boys and womento_ ain “a mere expression of a moral aspiration,” as Commissioner | rman calls it under present conditions? 1s it-mdegislative concession to @onsclence not to be taken seriously? | So far, the law seems only to have served as official notke thatthe te disapproves of exhausting toil for women and children, but not to extent of correcting the abuses, The Commissioner's inspectors found it the exceptional case where | factory superintendents were living up to the provisions of the law. Boys| “ id women were often found working twelve hours a day in the principal lustries of this city. The law is a dead letter. It is time the State was purged of its hypocrisy. The law should be made effective or it should be repealed, so that the) Slave-drivers might say openly, as they now do in effect, “Yes, we work! lg children twelve hours a day. What are you going to do Public Life and Domestic Ties. © ‘After twenty years of marriage a prominent couple have decided to Pre apart, because “public life has spoiled the husband,” so the wife ‘alleges, as a domestic partner. Participation in civic affairs and the de- (mands of club membership have weakened his home ties. The complaint seems a novel one, yet no doubt it might be found to lhe the insidious cause of many cases of incompatibility. With a man of active interests in the city it is not only the occasional “lodge night” which Yeaves his wife alone, The claims on his time of associations and fellow-| ships which contribute to his social or business advancement, but in| Which women have no part, are bound to become more or less pressing, To a certain extent they must inevitably endanger home attachments, hh Where the line should be drawn is likely to remain, with neglected wives, in, eit least, a vexed question, aay aR cHiiE NO, 16,104, ' CURLY! horses and those two poor kis who | lay between them, they. thought the whole outtit must be dead. They reck- oned up Jim for one of thelr country- men, and @urely did everything in thelr power to act mereifal. Firtng the range comes pretty, near being & sertous thing, causing fncon- ventence to cattle, apt bo ansoy set- right, 1905, by Little, Brown @ Co.) BYNOPSIS OF PRECHDING CHAPTERS Lord Balshannon buys Hoiy Cross Ranch Arizona, jiving there wil hie W Is Bon Jim. He wi robbers Bp, Curl err ra by burning thelr homes and oook- bag thelr w 4 farmil Natu makes Ralshannon | rally that s¢ *, and the Fron y 3 | ing up to their lgits in arresting h| my youngsters. still, they n't act haughty and rider oft to fetch pet@oners, and and bolled them The tenlente woke tu! rin f whiskey tnt Ralehannon aj eral others. the: , €e them their coffee and old them thetr " aaa vs A guntieht ensues. ind Ryan e killed. as are ‘Chalker® He then aariets Curly and Jim to escape, Fhe, Rneritra poe armies’ and capture two, while the rest of At once, expla! meant. As to ley were Interested in whole lo’, and ready to 1, | | ne ad) off the poms Frontier ‘put check thelr pursuers Jim este th of & pack of ire, They crows the line nto Mex‘on, i e ip | fold them not to fuss, and slept | through the rest of the sermon. When they woke ap again they found them- welves in prison, The calaboose at La Morita @ butt of the usual adobe, suniried brick wth A catling of cactus sticks lait on beams te carry a couple of feet of i A ‘dobe house is the next thing to comfort tn a climate Ike ours, where the sun wit soorch a man's worse CHAPTER XV. The Frontier Guards. We up to windward of the range fire, that fool horse Jones came to a finish sudden all a-ntradils, praying, nose down, and blood a-drip- \ging. Bo far Curly had just stayed tu than boiling water The Frontier @ waddle from force of habit, but Guards had Inia clean May on the dirt fi “mg an dila of water to| when the umm motion stopped betwoen Mr, art t Bis knees he surely forgot to be alive Bmy more, and dropped ike @ shot bird ® emas. As for Jim, he was too atift Bo dismount, but the buckskin mare fay down with hitn comp! f fraught, but when my dove y were @ure puxziet, for | fallen, the moon was ng, and the place wns as a ‘wolf's mouth etn ely dark y § and eore from hamt riding, Jim got up darkness, ravaging so he dar] : wolled trom the saddle, and managed to £.° ut Waking ae ts @Magger aroun, He moinched Jones's F wm have been changed Waddle, ensed his mouth of the bit, !l" et oM act Boned the mare's girth as rhe lay, a urly'a notice | Mhon dmelt by Curly, feeding him over yo’ got?" says | for wounds, He didn't know wntil then 5 ample. Catch me What Curly had a bullet in the rieht thet far, Grm; but all that side wae tn a mass 1 wa durs @f Ory blood. and when he away my re cost It bean to spurt. He plogeed) Jim threw oold water a wound. | Wp the hole, made a bandage with Pty ‘Is It very bad | eal | handkorchies, twister |: wp with a atic in It's sure attracting n attent Mntll the blood quit coming, then rolled Bimeett down ead asleep beside his partner, ‘The big gale roared overhead @f fying dust; the co Was a flaming vol “Whirl of clouds, al) pal: Pe@rimson with the daybreak; but Bide and their horses cared nothing “fnore at all for etorm or fire. Then the | V@kylino along the east began to glow ihite-hot, burned by the lift of the jj and stark black against that rede h of horsemen. They were o La Morita Custom-House to Can T do anyth! a haze at a window-gay wall, and saw Kered with [ron bars; ther eard a muttering the sky was a 4 purple and my mut with @ Igimmer from the | mn bad, Uke @ trap,” said] “what time | I'm starving Curly. I wonder,” saya Jim, they feed the animate’ | My two sides,” amps Ouety bing ‘together, and I'm ral Porta We done got captured won remember now," out ‘what sort of felons hed set emember tow. ‘They gave’ us cot. - vhy 4 they gathe: ? Heutenant told me afterward | is by did they watler, us in? We|an saw the playedout | “No, but we fred the grasemf A ‘To the ittor of The Bvening World: mostly visitors, decrying the impolite- ness and bad manners of New York | men and women. I see no more of It} tothe Dultor of The venting Worth: (here than I do mn any other ofty. If the oo |w a ot Frontier | signe by tt “We Come to Murder Caesar, Not to Praise Him.’ By J. Campbell Cory. Letters from the People Answers to typical New Yorker wus to go to some) houses (say of six or aight rooms) & Other ofty he would very Ukely find | short distance out of town, and sell enough drawbecks there to disgust him. / them to respectable people by letting OPTIMIST. | esem pay for same as rent? 1 for one would purchase, and there are a great many others, as rents are eo high and capitalists bufkt sme |epartmenta so amall tt {a diffoul: to Defends New Yorkers. I hear « lot of complaint {rom people, | Cheap Rates for Houres, Why don't ~ wo “It's beastly awkward; but we've got to take our medicine.” Tt wag ne we ire (oT that country, You see, there used to; Guards feel a heap discours about : be only two Industries In old Mextca. at few prisoners they cateh, They're t th mntn ] but @ fil dif they get a Uhtef who " arne Y i ay | appen to be thelr own cousin, ; ay eon naka a | Ow {ally if ho's @ white man, 2 fot to make & eal game and in season, ‘That's why bg ty eee they lash tim hands and feet to 4 ¢ ould et Cred anc horse, trot him off into the desert, and u waren | 1 F | tnke Pot shots at hint by way pres "Ke three days to.cool, then find | gers and F ards to wipe o ve. Afterward they repot tor Keep ue AYO 10 C00), Cnet Fee | Pac neat Oi the tlsven Thet made Tompted cscape. ¥ite relations. aro | * is down to Fr M hee tt ee mi NF { ‘S ¢ ‘een “SOMME TRIO, Ane whole republic peaceful, but when ther TO WweN a ve hy 4 "T remember.” says Ourly, “when 1| Were no more rovbers to shoot” the TUL UP A cross to his menor, That 18 vag, riding that ‘or Holy Cross I verde began to fe6l MO: | ten are all tined with nent litte crosses, Wma ‘ sn ouniry being plumb de- | Mer at akon says Ouriy. “thet we'll “The Httle wayvelde crosses pleted of game. lnava Wale on Wf vy, “Yas, ey ere on the Moxtoan aide | Well, thanks ta Diag, Mexton has! he, Sautig It's beastly awkward,” “but we “And ‘8 Jim, 've got to take our medicine,” yet 1 mio," i} wooden Mtrle the grave| gone ‘so tame that life aln't really worth living, and the Frontier Guards vat there in the dark, | are scared of being divbanded because Likewlse the Mexican ° ¢ tr I surly aryl thought of the wooden crosees. They | they're obsolete. thoughtful about those orosses: we inderstood pid belleve It's up aguinst | Bgople are so humane that Vay, deat get aoe Ri 307 yh alte Sint Nome Magazi ne, Satu rdeay Ev: |e relationship of that child to A M ening, December 23, ~ F are to have a wedding, : J A Wedding Wy Our mothers planned it ally You ave ta he my little wife, And I your hushand tall, 7 love your pretty eyes of brown— My own are dark and blue But as they're only glass, my dear, They'll see no faults in you, My china lips, they long to kiss All your dull cares away, But [must wait for three tong weeks Untll our wedding day! Horcever, time will pase, sieet maid, And then we'll never part; T awear to love you all my life With my true wooden heart, Your orn REGINALD, Dee, 8, 1908, Si was the love letter written by Mr, Reginald Graham, of | New York, a beautiful doll, twenty Inches tall, light hatr, blue eyes, with long dark lashes, to his lady love, Miss Alice Winchester, a doll beauty, of Boston, The fact {s that a marriage had |been arranged between these two doliies by their little mammas and several grown-up aunties to take place at Christmas time at the home of the doll bride, But making the clothes! Grand- |mas, cousins 1 aunties spent days using their nimble fingers to fashion the ty manly garments, as no little girl could possibly do the difflcult sewing. It was decided that a black broad- jeloth sult must be made, but as a |full-dress evening coat could only be jused for formal occasions a “Tux- edo” or “dinner” coat was finally Zia) orown-eyed THE HAPPY PAIR. agreed upon as being of more service. All the time we have been telling about the bridegroom dear little Alice has been so busy having a long white satin wedding dress made, a rea veil and the dalutlest kind of lace trimmed underwear. travelling gown of cloth, an au- tomobile coat of champagne color, a whi Question family BE, W Firat Cousin Once Removed. To the Editor of The Evening World Mary and Ann are first cousins {s married and has a child lace bring up a | ealthy What 8 ; away" costume | A procession of twenty Iittle girls f. J. M. 6 om the North, the Rob- t is to murder the lidrones wor led by a ypunk we Whom great re two thousand pesos Surly lea the nor Kyat El Chico killed punded Mig ny witnesse inst Don San saw the ware & warran tag for that murder. Loulgiana ese ladrones " @ population!” “You judge well, corporal—the popu- lation folowed, ‘There was riding “And yet these ladrones escaped?” | » eXeept Chico Curly, the two | leaders. “The posse caught them near Las Salinas. “And got the @and pesos d'oro “But watt, These two caballeros would not submit, but fought and killed & lot moro citizens; yes, even escaped. They reached the {ron-way which runs down toward Hisley, and there again they fought terribly, Then the blg posse chased them clear through the boundary “They fred the desert Cc ~amt E stampeded a hundred ridere! You must have seen the fire at dawn this morning.” " That was El Chico great reward—two thou- line.” “They were not caugh' “Yes, ‘odo Santon! ‘lago disguised a6 @ vaquero?" "Yes, and Curly ag a farm boy—you eaw tho: Man, we've got them here In chaine! Two thousand pesos d'oro! Por Dios! Y have made me rich with your “In chains, corporal? Then they did not we after all! They Fought ike and now. they'll be claim: taken back, and han Hombre, How dia corporal?" "On, Just arrested them." ‘Rut they fought a hundred Amert- canoe!’ "Yes, yes, but we are Frontier Guards =—me and another man; we just arrested them, thats all, ‘Two thousand pesos!” oy fought?" “Oh, yes, We had to disable one of them; ‘in’ fact, I myself shot him | through the pistol arm, ‘Then they sur- rendered, made their bow to foree, Two thousand golden dollars! "Miraculous! Well, senor corporal, may it be permitted to ask where for- AL ever take euch fighters, ind yo're want willbe avking Mex did you shoot my bad, #0 Uncle Sym feo,’ and say, ‘Why ment?" ‘The velces in the guardroom had quit | muttering, but now a horseman pulled up at the front door ‘Buenos noches, hombre!" And somebody answered: tardes, senor!"’ Then talk began In Apaniah. feed of com be bought her horse? He arrives from Grav “What news of the gringoes step thls way. ‘Buenas Two thousand! Jnares, rich! Catalina, th box of cand The voices faded out, Santa T, Pablo, UMul T dono reached the shalt have candies, a}! — in Toyland. By Julian Jerome. {with their dollies, following Reginald land Alice, who march Into the draw- jing-room to the muste of a wedding march played on the plano; then |into the dining-room, where the dol- |Ies sit at a tobde that has been am | ranged for them, with a tiny wedding ‘cake decorating the centre. Then comes the wedding tour {around the garden, and then the newly married pair go to housekunp- ing in & big closet that has been fur- OFF FOR THE HONEYMOON, nished for them with all the latest conveniences, | It was really the most briftsnt |marriage that was ever made tn Toy |land and {s the true story of a dear [little brown-eyed girl's Christmas | present. | A great many dole guests were tne vited from “Mother Goose” land, an@ among those most noticed weret Jack Be Nimble, Jack Be Quick, He was the first one there; Then came little Goldie Locks, Who ran away from the bear, Fright Miss Nancy Etttcoat, Used to standing long, Shone beside Tom Tucker, Who sang the supper song. Mistress Mary, Quite Contrary, Brought from her garden fair al maidens all in a row, With pretty curling hair Bobby Shafto, from o'er the.sea, Was in a happy mood; I saw him gazing bashfully At dear Red Riding Hood, Little Miss Muffet had left her tuffet, And surprised us all—oh, my! a corner with little Jags | And sharing his Christmas pia, Shy Bo Peep, without her sheep, Many sweet glances won; And there, without his little pig, Was Tom, the Piper's Son, | Marjorie Daw and big Tom Stout Attracted much attention, And many more whose names, alas? \ 1 haven't room to mention, e hat with feathers and flowers, Mary all have been prepared for the “golng- It was a wedding so very grand, All in the month of December, With the very 400" of Toyland there, As many will long remember, Y WONDERFULLY SPIRITED AND INTERESTING. A LIVING ROMANCE OF WILD NATIVES AND WIDE DISTANCES e A Tale of the Arizona Desert <<» & By Roger Pocock whole world—liars couldn't leave it to fact bad enough, but t Hes and per themselves with oaths, the tugs dirty bar-noom OURS, selling t vuls to that youn, Ryan—and mac mnant sale o' themselves for witnesses that I mare dered an old man!” What, Ryan? It wasn't you ‘ed old Ryan. It was your futvens t fighting!" r “Who caros for honesty when there’w 4 naire to pay for souls in cash They swear that f hired you and ny | your ers to have old Ryan mur- hen did the killing myself and se your gang to masmore jends—the ovwanis, the lying them boys with masks Chalkeye's ridera, and he just vee helt faces, Jim, to sue them ther year ‘Ant! who'll belfeve that? milltonaire to buy the witness wae | lawyers, the judge, the law! The ani; man who waa there and can't be '9 that leery old cow-thiet, C | but he's mixed up with us, and Il enough a priser now. Do think thet a Grave City court tee would believe an honest Tan we're trapped, and. wore. end, and we're going to be butchered now.” “Well,” says Ourly in that slow, soft wey, be ad, oh slow i anne you 001 to turn yo’ wolf loos Bhcrely howled; It done. ine Joa 9 hear al the cussing said whil rs a relieved me a ‘let 4 aa um forgetful of being Jim bewan talking haughty, — amt wyaated to know if Curly Iced the n0- on of being hanged. “That 1 shorely do," sa; soft. “*You nea, only awhile beck Was going to be taken out shot—which It was a caw snakes only to think of, make me happy a jl’ 1 fs more prosp: + tle te Pour jou how to eepanal id in, and | meant but made him hegtile mare you? te pe eM nothing sobered Jim, too. “Youm ‘an't a wiinper out of you even for ey’ |feke—you'ra 40 beastly welfah. |, ,Corly rolled over, rest t his band, | waa ralscd rte “iys he very quiet, “goin’ to be up or lung most of the time. It's raga h) thing belw alive when you come to think of ft, eh? We-all is mighty or’nay folks In a trifiing sort of world, ine but I reckon {t's sure nice being’ heat, We got sweet mnge hay to He on, and | hopes of a feed In the mawning} the place Is sure quiet, but we cayn't com. Plain of being dull, As to our Ill’ ware ries, I don't fuss about bgp foal a river 1 wish," Jim groaned, “that I'd got aif your courage,” “Eve suffered some,” says Curly, “and wad Jim jay} I rekon that what you call cournge {s back, wiping the sweat from his face, | just training. you “Wheugh’—then he burst out laughing | down and think about something to ea! Now you, Jim, lie Muchos. El Senor ex has been) sing jars,’ he howled, “the gentle,|nd presently yo're goin’ to oft | hot. an Sarnedk Mare!- Oh, pat ma, Curly, for | asleep, dreaming of good cam Eee ee eat IE mist we under | 1m weak--the | lop-earad, gpavined, | there's, feed, ant Wa «ht sinks tood ‘that his gon, Don Santiago” —~ | #way-backed, cockatsed | ana | You'll, et, to whic "s “eves wanted the sows. 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