The evening world. Newspaper, January 15, 1906, Page 10

‘Putlishing Company, No. 53 to 6 Park Row, New York at:the|Post-Otice at New York as Second-Class Mail Matter. ; Is ‘the Cr owd” Callous? On Saturday night a woman while leaving a theatre was accosted by'a man who had tried to attract her attention during the perform- ance. She complained to her escort. who expostulated. The ogler raised a heavy cane and beat down the objecting, escort. inflicting serious injuries. No one tried’to prevent the assault, though the street was crowded. Earlier in the week Miss Hopkins. a nurse, was robbed by two brutes., One snatched her pocketbook, but she phuckily held the other, who struck her repeatedly with his fist. A crowd surrounded them, but no one interfered until 4 policeman came. +. “What is the matter with “the crowd” in New York? Is it cowardly, or merely callous to brutality? ’ ’ A Chance for Jerome’s Axe. ‘The axe-and the crowbar are out again in the Tenderloin. "Policemen are battering down the windows of pool-rooms and smashing their way in. ' “Time was when this was a favorite practice of District-Attorney Jerome and these his chosen weapons. vigor and skill. Why has he given them up? there are other doors to which he might apply the axe. There are the In their use he exhibited great “If pool-rooms and gambling-houses are no longer worth’ his while, doors of the life-insurance companies, for example. If he is tired of small deer; why not hunt ravenous tigers and big, slimy snakes? ‘It is a splendid chance for an exhibition of the fitful energy which Mr. Jerome possesses in abundance. The job is-one of his size. The opportunity is a supreme one to realize the campaign picture of the plumed knight with lance in rest tilting against rascality. The axe is More’ prosaic than the lance, but it will do to make good and to redeem old promises. Get to work with it, Mr. Jerome! Gatling Guns for Birds. The Zoological Society requests the Legislature to prohibit the use of “automatic shotguns” in hunting _.. There need be no hesitation in passing such a law. Birds and small game will be soon enough exterminated without turning Gatlings on them. * 1 Jf ‘the spoilers of the wild could have their way, how long would it! birds or other game. Be béfore this most beautiful of States became a desert—treeless, song- Jess, uninhabitabie? on Some things in New York are the . Has a Board No Brain? almost incredible. This is one of . The teachers are preparing a complaint to Health Commissioner Darlington ‘against. an order of the Board of Education that school windows shail not be opened except The board proposes to save fuel. at recess. It is immaterial that teachers faint froin foul ‘air, that pupils in many cases are started in a curriculum of ption. “Save coal and trust the ventilators” is the idea. Has a board no brain? PRECEDING CHAPTERS. SxNOPSIS OF ward @ wealthy young New Joracc, with mubjcal tastes, falis in love uth gophia r, daughter of an ol usslan ‘music master. To further his sul: Be takes ‘rooms in the same house wi friends of thet: 1 ‘Trelits, Nicholas Orioff and others. One shgolnk Sophia gccosts, Merton with, the oT im ‘and iy her! They have found Rill hm oF carried tlm to. Russia rton, aided by Patroman Mullen, 9 former servant of his father's, undertakes to find the vanished professor. Malnat! telle that he will prin J as the price of her hand. Khe aerees. meantime has been kidnapped by oF lan secret society. Orloff. wh: Seta Sane pier fale See er eet ate Orlotr a fees to gain these ‘3 and others that drugged. enlists the services of hin friend. nin the He, ofters Toward of. $3.00 for the professor's rescue, Returning to the Wasner howe he learns that Sophia, too, has disappeared. CHAPTER V. In Desperate Straits. HOUTING to the old German woman in cher. own tongue: “Don't be alarmed, Hannah, IT am coming!” Edward Merton hurried on his clothes as best he could, and then, staggering ke a drunken man, he made his way into the other room, All this time Hannah, who bad thrown herself into a chair, was wringing her wrinkled hands and uttering incoherent erles. “Powahful sorry, Mistah Merton, we'ze haid to wake yo up, wen yo peahed to be a sleepin’ so good Jalk, but couldn’ help it, sah!" explained Hi, who weomed t» be even more helpless than the woman he was so vainly trying to calm. “Now tell me what the trouble is," said Merton, as he came over and gently laid his hand on the old woman's shoul- der, Between her sobs Hannah tried to ex- plain that her young mistress had gone out about 1 o'clock to get a breath of fresti alr and dv some necessary mar- keting. She promised to be back within @n hour, and now it was half past four end she was still away. “I stood it,” explained Hannah, “tll Tothought my hear. must break, or i @bould go mad; then I ran in here.” Ai this functure, the dor into the hull being open, bon Freeman burst in lik= @ cyelone—the mom was quite dark, the way. end he could not. woman on thy chair—and gaspei “You mee I've found your pl fellow? Visited all the papers and got |to be a bit monatonous. i jtalking to the oki lady.” by] enests; He looked about jim, saw the stupl ed Hi, the swaying old woman, and in he dim Mght made out the agonized ‘ace of his friend. fore trouble, Don,” groaned Merton. fore trouble?” upon my soul. this is get‘ing What form, pray, does the new trouble take?" Briefly Merton told what had hap- pened, and when he had concluded »¥ | Bon dropped into 2 chair, choked down an unfamiliar oath, and said: “Some one has taken up this adult Kidnapping business in a professional way! Let me refresh my German by ‘This Don, who had been at Leipsic with Merton, could do very well, but all his ques- tioning of Hareah resulted in no further imformation. After a consultation, necessarily hur- Wied and vague, it was decided to leave Hannah in her own quarters, with H! a8 gnardian pro tem, and then hunt up Tony Mullen. Good-natured though he was, Tony Mullen could not conceal nis dis- pleasure at having his mpch-needed sleep broken in on, but when he leariied the reason he became at once gentle id quite sympathetic, “Wall,” was his comment, “as my father—God rest lis aoul!—ured to say. ‘his bangs ngner and Bangner bangs the divvel!” But let us go back to the Tyrol and investigate.” “No use in going back,” eal | knew the officer very weil. jleft there, Facts are as Ei \ reported thom, In the matter of further informa- tion, the old German woman 1s aa desic- cated as a mummy of the frat dynusty. “I waat to find ovt all T can before I | report to headquarters,” said Tony | Mullen, ‘Come with me; I know a Joint | near here where we can talk without | danger: that ts if we talk English and | don't make 9 noise about it" This ‘‘jotat’’ provec to be a Polish res- taurant on the parlor floor of No. 16 Betarne place, and, as the reader will see, directly opposite the building in which Prof. Wagner was held prisoner, This place was regarded as quite re- spectable, At the hour when Merton and his friends entercd it was free of othoy but for greater privacy Tony Mullen went (o the front, and with an eye to greater seclusion, particularly if there should chance to be inquisitive people across the way, which of course rt Tecelpis! Devilish steep atairs Thuy the place and put In an ele Maye. .better tenants and. then can more rept! Hello, what's up? !| there were not. but caution becomes a | habit, he drew down the b'inds and let fall che fly-specked curtains, When the coffee and cigars, ordered ag 0090006000002. — Kidnapped in New York, Former Hi Wins. To the Editor of The Fvergne World: Which hand wins in poker? A held three sevens and a pair of eights, and B three threes and a pair of Jacks. c. HK. Living Expenses in New York. ‘To the EAltor of ‘The Evening World. Replying tq’ Mrs, N. M. on living ex- penses for four people, I figure she has 57 cents a day. She would spend 20c for beef, 8c for-bread, 4c for buster, 10c for potatoes and 2c for sugar. Yet that would leave only 13c for coal, gas, soap, clothes, etc. She should live near where her ‘usband works and save car fare. an excuse for being there, came on and the waiter had gone away. Tony Mullen sald: “Ot course, the first thing the lew has| to find out in cases of this kind is the motive. Now. I can gee why that ital- yan, Malnati, might want to abduct the girl, for faith she's purty enough to timpt Ja saint’ but why should he want to | besin by stalin’ the father? But 1 don't think he did. We've larned a lot about him, and we're hot on his trail still; | but my opinion Js that the man's wicked |and wake, He might have the desire | to do great things for love or anger, but! he lacks the nerve. That's how 1 size him up. What do-you think of it, my sont’ The inquiry was addreauod to Merton. Yes—the Game Should Be By J. Campbell Cory. 060090060000 0000OO8 H9OOOOOOOO 96: There are many thousands who havejas bait for bear traps, killed moose about as difficult a task and they can- mot live in a heabihy way on this amount, which is about what a ftich person gives for a tip for one meal. Wanton Game Destruction. To the Pattor of The Evening World: The average sportsman is sadly in need of a few lessons in sportsman- ship when he openly confesses (a8 sev- eral do in recent magazine articles), to having killed, on Maine hunting trips. more deer and moose than they could possibly eat, or have others eat; killed game they allowed to decay in the woods. killed moose and deer to use The “I incline to mate of Malnati,” replied Merton, “out etl I believe that if he has not a agree with your esil- Letters from the People # ee “Answers to Questions swimming in the water, and used ant- mal traps that mualm and torture in- stead of killing outright. If gume mus be taken in a trap it {s entitled to humane treatment, at least. In the first place, sportsmen do not trap animals un- leas for stocking purposes or in instances where urged to do so by an absolute neceselty for immediate food, and then the game is trapped alive without in- jury and despatched {mmediately, or taken in a trap that kflls outright. In these days the whole country is crying over the scarcity of our native game and the fact that it is fast becoming scarcer every day. “Stop the sale of Machinations of a Russian _ Pitted Against the Love of a Plucky New Yorker, a EY “Do I look like a Mflar or a thief?” hand in this work he knows who did it.’ And then he went on to tel) of the coming that morning of Malnati to the | . [NEW YORK THRO’ FUNNY GLASSES. ~ : By I. s. Cobb. ra F a man is so full of the milk of kindness that he has a figure [tke churn {t goes all the harder with him when he begins to clabber. Tha is a little piece for the paper about a man who started out in the mort ing with an uncurdled disposition and before night had become the Original Human Hangnell—the oftener he was touched the sorer he got. True, he | Was not away up in paint, socially, so he failed to attract the attention of ; the “Scads and Scandals” publishers wp around Filth street and Dirtieth avenue, but every one who would be satiefled with less than $1,500 at a clip” got around to him during office hours. The first to apply the massage treatment was a charter member of the Society of the Handle of the Pan. She was an amateur lady pootess, with all of the hairpins coming out of her hair and her waistband sagging, just like all the lady poetesses in good standing in the profession. She came to him where he sat at his desk, smelting fineont in a pipe, and snuggled up right close and leaned over him so that a loose strand hung down on his noee in a Sutherland sisterly sort of a way and purred moistly into his ear until he.took two tickets for an entertainment at which she was going to Tread extracts from her own works. These he was in the act of bestowing on a defenseless stenographer when two solicitors for charities arrived, one lap ahead of a youth who would secure an airgun worth a dollar and a quar- ter mee could get 2,500 yearly subscriptions to a boys’ magazine. They all scored. ‘The parade wes all day passing the giving point. Being by nature king and docile, the man endured to the end, but when he started for home his disposition was worn down to one thin stack of white chips, Nevertheless he retained enough of it to give his seat on the Elevated train to an old ition: and to smile across the aisle at a child. He didn't know that a full ae steed! been backed up and was waiting for him at the atae The poor man whose wife and eight emall children h ’ ‘of food to their backs for three days led off at him as MAINS RaRTIES ; Then the unfortunate who had taken up deaf-muting as a trade since he { Fda ruled out of the glee club for singing too loud pushed a printed appeal \ for ald in his face. In sidestepping this well-known example of contempo- rary literature he bumped squarely into a shawl-enfolded woman with an ioe dere voice and a Hne of smooth talk leading up to a contribue bai a Pt he dodged mechanically. Madness had almost claimed him ws pdt he was within sight of home. rkness, barring his way, rose a man—a man low over his eyes, his coat collar turned up about eae oti be pres aan the stranger beseechingly, “can you assist me”—— oa ‘rom the soul, the man walked over, and disappeared in sheltering night. The man didn't know the Presdiee aed only a visitor from Sullivan County trying to find the house where his | cousin lived. THE FUNNY PART: The stranger wrote home to the folks in Sullivan that city people were so rude and unaccommodating that you couldn't get anything out of them, + The “Fudge” Idiotorial. We Will NOT Go to Sleep. am He hoped. But, hold! In $ Some one has sent us A ¢ BIG BLACK BOTTLE full ‘*; of stuff warrantéd to make us SLEEP! We will NOT take it! We will NOT be put to sieep! IF we go to sleep we will have to keep STILL, IF we keep still we will DIE. We DO NOT WANT ty ramet Yon and aap thee te and oe We are too GOOD to die. Some day when we Read. “ap oy. hear, tne real | feel BAD enough we will PULL OUT THE CORK and Small Women with Rig Hearts. patti Cec lt ye Ran of the reine Wort: ould be taught to keep awake ALL T reterncy feral" momen weet og) TIM | Too much time is LOST in sleep. Nearly character in the main nat? te in| everybody but US goes to bed. Itisa mistake, We HAVE TO keep awake to watch Tom Ryan. Even ; then he often gets the BEST of us. to know the little woman who, no mat- ter whet the outward appearance, was We should ALL keep awake exce i pt BABY, B. should sleep UNTIL its intellect awakes! aed jettectbia lsh doce dik glee Tantei et gil Hips eee By. Arthur Rochefort who does not aporeciate them. Men | Secret Society AUTHOR OF “‘THE DETACHED BRAIN.” never know when they et the right on touched his knee and whispered: Lac rit there's Mainat! now!" who (med in the direction of the man Meine en just come in and was now wo t pat ‘0 a table but a few yards ened must Have recognized the ad men near the window, and possi- i 'y divined the purpose of their meet- Ing, but there was nothing in his man- ner or in the expression of his sallow face to indicate that he was aware of thelr presence. : | i a fo yat's my name." en you'se the gent wat 2" And the. man. pontca eet to the con- ousand Dollars UYes; I'm the ma a hat there offer's honest?” “nk Wok Ike a Har or a thietr was the angry rep); t a peck) hunponcgie? Merton over and sald “Well, no; by o appearen who — but one can’t allus judge at do you want to find 2 Your" demanded. Merton, an aisle called the waiter, settled the | he made &8 If to leave. 7 ith his friends left the res-| “I wanted to find out jest Pa ye; an’ watI axed taurant. ‘Blin “Tom we, ‘Ye Sete Y namele © (birth an” a Myf n Tom's wife,” |” fellow doesn't look as a anybody of late. But if you think he has, I wouldn't mind going back an shaking the information out of him." “Leave him alone for the present Some one else has his eye on him," sald ‘ony Mullen, at the same time waving his hand to a fellow-oficer, who in plain clothes was watching the resta: Fant entrance from the door of No. Betaine place. “Now, what are we to do?" asked Merton with @ sickening realization of helplessness and the har- rowing feeling that his. friends were quite as impotent as himself. “I will notify Headquarters at once," said Tony M “and my advice to} * you, Mr. Edward, is to go back to your quarters and wait till you hear trom me. ‘And when will that bet" asked rton. d i'm Jennie BI in the worn Ww five thousand plunis ‘woul *heavent 1a: enauen one, to th as but I do not care to dis- lerton took @ backward youll pay evoked ar xe He woman, pies; Now Merton did turn away amd de perately dashed steep stairs. UD the Ave “Riga Tom Bilfe and his wif : till they bad left’ Betaine soo ret eater . alley that ran back of and the odd ie perl, Hie, 00d, sunbared any think of it, Tom? couact.te Tam Gels 96 ie ened a ke Tom ‘Bue “ rea; do that, 4," joined No use in eating out ements. 1’! eart story Here the. a| Woman Ut a candle, which threw. itp yellow'light on @ cold, wretchedly fur nished room. sah; “Tl was in‘ ‘ald 5 ‘bloomtn® ath ‘ator ovate p a In-no gondition to act eed to this, and, wat lends were OUL .of sig and. stood dis: of the Tyrol, a few minutes professor's apartments and of what had overheard, He might have added! vomething else, but ‘Tony Mullen,