The evening world. Newspaper, January 17, 1906, Page 14

3HKe EVenIngvWorla’s Gevinsned by the Press Publishing Company, No. 88 to 6) Park Row, New York Entered at the Post-OMce ut New York as Sevond-Cl: Mail Matter. —-— VOLUME 46...... ..0s0eceeeees 16,220, fectly proper questions. who would really feel his departure critics have been kind. He was the cabinet, but now that the standard come up. A Meddler lights and agitating the question of to that particular. There is.a crying need for a meddler fnvitation to him to stay, ings as New York. Nature has done , fitness. He gashes the soft curves of He strips the Palisades, leaving them SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS, Mdward Merton, a weaithy yor New Yorger, with musical tasies, falls in love At ia Wagner, daugnter of an 0) ussian music inaste’. 1 further his suit takes rootns in the same hose with the Washers. There he mucts several foreign | fri theirs, Fmanuel Malnail, Alexis | Nicholas Orloff and others, One phia accosts Merton with the ory, | “My father! They have found him and kill him or carried him to Russia!” 3 Merton, aided by Patro.mau Mullen, a 5 former servant of his father’s, undoriakes to ind the vanished professor," Malnatl tells Bophia that he will ring back her father to her as the price of her hand. She agrees. ‘Wagner meantime has been kidnapped by‘) a Griot, who also r freedor paper . it was to gain these ra and othors that the society captured im. Wagner refuses and is drugsnt. Merton Don Free enlists the services of his friend. ™ in the searoh, He offers & 1,000 for the professor's rescue. the Wagner house he learns = foe" pas dignppen mvict, Tom Biff by name, and wife, accost Merton and volun- the reward, tn the house where Wagner ts hag been captured and is ith her ether. An ex. Jennie, hte to earn ‘Bite hides ontined. th ewtoay CHAPTER VII. The Precious Casket. RLOFF &nd Dr. Semoviteh, after a O talk whose murmur was madden- ing and whose laugh was becom- dng unendurable to Tom BIiff In the closet, were Joined by Alexis Trelitz, the Pole, who came in bearing a bottle, glasses and a siphon of vichy. “Thought you must be getting cold and dull up here, and that a@ little vodki would not come amiss," said Trelitz, setting the articles on the table and placirg the casket on the mantel to make room. “How are matters downstairs?” asked the doctor. “Both are sleeping soundly. They are exhausted; so are we. But it will soon be over. Let us drink to success. I eelf and pushed the pottle. whisky dominated the vichy, the three en frank to success, and then sat @own to talk again, tht a low! groan the lower floor caused them to up end rush out. “Tom Bim saw the shadows darting og the cracks in the door, and heard ‘Deart-broaking groan, followed by sy Bot beomuwe he necded | How’ réfreshing a little of the Coler activity on his part would be! ‘The fact that thirty-four Senators prefer not to ask Depew to quit is not an . To Save the Palisades. John D. Rockefeller, James Speyer and other wealthy residents @long the Hudson are engaged in a work which the public will commend when they bend their efforts to saving the Palisades. No other great city save Constantinople has such beautiful surround- He erects miles of hideous buildings, with only rarely one of architectural for his silly speedway. He cuts down the trees and calls it enterprise. He sprinkles wooden elephants and Ferris wheels along his noble beaches. The Carpenter bill extending the jurisdiction of the Palisades Com- mission to Stony Point should be passed by the Legislature. Pending this action the commission might look for a precedent in the ‘court de- cision that stone crushers in the Delaware Water Gap must be removed. ‘waa two-thirds full. took @ long. gurgling drink and uttered wanted a drop and didn't care to take| © ft alone,” sald Trelitz as he helped him-| . Wh three high balls, in which the |” The Unclean Streets. Deputy Comm: Cleaning Gibson's sense of disci- pline is stronger than his sense of duty. He deals sternly with his subordinates and lightly with the streets he is required to keep clean. While Dr. Woodbury is engrossed with his interesting and ‘valuable final-disposition work, getting value out of rubbish, keeping the beaches clean and improving Anthony N. Brady’s Coney Island real estate. Gibson is neglecting the street sweeping and returning impudent answers to people who ask him per- The sloppy weather reveals in all its horror the kind of street clean- ing Gibson is doing. The community should rise up against these con- ditions, even to the extent of dispensing with Gibson. The only person from the department is George W. Plunkitt, and the rest-of us could stand his grief. Dr. Woodbury has not been stinted for men or money, and even the best man in Mayor McClellan’s old has been improved he will have to ; His first duty is to clan the streets; his second to improve his deputy and divorce Plunkitt from the department. in Office. Borough President Coler is exhibiting an activity in Brooklyn affairs which is likely to win him the reputation of being a meddler. He is prying into sewer bids, busying himself with paving and street underground wires. His latest dis- turbance of the settled order of somnolence is to complain in his official capacity of the filthy trolley cars. He is apparently going on the theory that it;is the business of a borough president to become intrusive where the case warrants and attack abuses where he sees them. The charter as amended gives borough presidents very considerable powers, but they have generally been modest about exercising them. President Ahearn in Manhattan has latterly been a model of self-restraint on the west side of the East River. her best for us; man does his worst. the Harlem with irreparable wounds naked rock. around that at once excited and de- Mghted him, “Whiskey. as I live! an’ no common bar kind, eyther,"’ he whispered, and he sniffed again, as if hé enjoyed it. As the bee follows straight up the wind tho odor of the honeyfiower, Tom Biff, with glowing eyes and dilating nostrils, followed up the scept to the front room. He seized the bottle, held ft between his eyes and the light, and gave a grunt of comfort when he waw that it He screwed out the cark so as to make no squeak, wiped from force of habit the neck of the bottle on his coat sleeve and then an “Ah! of great satisfaction, This dons he recorked the bottle, stuffed it inth his ample coat pocket and stepped to the door to listen. He could hear excited voices down stairs, but they did not alarm him. Bpr the time he felt sure of his ground. Tom BHf did not overlook the fact that “he casket had been moved trom the table to the mantel. He lifted the beautiful pbject, tested its wel then shbok it. eave “Blow me tf Hi think then fellers ever came by ‘this thing hanese thought Tom, as he slipped the casket peg ale other pocket to balance the The voices downstairs grew je and thinking that he Seard cree the stairs, Tom BIiff darted tack, se- curely closed the closet door, climbed to the roof, placed some cotton clothes poles over the trap and phen dropped to the mansard ledge and hurried down to his wife. “Tom, you've been drinking again!" cried Jennie as soon as her husband entered the room. | Sprang out of bed and lit the vhile Tom reached out the bottle a drop, Jennie. Take a swig. irl; 1vs the rale stuff for a Christmas celebration, such as Hi think we two's goin’ to ‘ave.’ Jennle took the bottle, opened it, and after a prospecting sniff took a modest but comforting drini. “You've struck a bar,” “Well. I'm glad it's no worse. irl, do they keep things Ike art’ asked Tom as he drew the casket from his pooket and held it out before her astonished eyes. she said. sioner of Street Dt jk ee fag ee we use a6 Wednesday ‘’T’o the Letters from the People # Answers to Questions | he proved deserving, might be gfven No one has tc look very far to see this. ; work at regular weges, thereby giving /In my own house lives my only «'xter,| Household Economy. To the Editor of The Evening World: ‘WI readers kindly tell me whether a mother can live on ber husband's salary of 13a week. Sho was tok! a family of ix chiliren can be supported on that salary. Also could she live pro: ly and keep her children dressed neatly. the auxther holng from well-to-do peo- ple? Can they also lay aside enough money for a rainy day on that salary without living poorly? = ANXIOUS. Convict Labor for Panama. To the Editor of The Evening World: A reader named Du Chesnay sug- ests that convicts be sent to dig the Panama Canal. Mr. Du Chesnay’s sis- gestion is, in my opinion, a: good cue and should be considered. Upon expira- tion of term of sentence the convict, If Kidnapped in New York, The Woman Drew Back cried out: “Oh, Tom, you promised you wouldn' no matter how poor and starvin' was, you said you'd never try it agein! ‘ini cn opportunkiy of making for him- self a new record and enough money to give him a new start upon his return to the States, The keepers might be sol- diers, but they should be changed every few months, and when performing such duty be allowed fifty cents extra a day out of the Canal funds. P. O'NEILL. Deserted Wives. To the Editor of The Evening World: { read many accounts of deserted wives. In this country, where we have equal rights, why ts It that so many brutes are allowed to run free, leaving wives and children starving? In almost every ‘household some one has a sister or dear friend who has been deserted. in Alarm and Cried Out. @ppear to ‘ave in it the makin’ of « Merry Christmas for mor'n once, Hi got it aw @ clue, as @ investment, as one might say. But sit down and I'll “Don't take on, girl, Hi didn't orib |tell you all about it.” ‘that thing to sell again, though st éo eaving Tom Bit ta merrate. ee ee Rescue.”’ By J. Campbell Cory. Evening Jan deserted for almost a year, Won't read- ors fxs up this problem and see what can 2 HEARTBROKEN SISTER. “Snap Jubs” for Policemen. ‘To the Editor of The Evening World: Different positions, so-called “snaps” or easy jobs are held by policemen. They draw $1,400 a year to do police duty; they stand around a few hours @ | day in the different courts and then thetr work is finished. In certain pubite | buildings and city offices policemsn act |as attendants, opening the doors, de- livering mali and answering questi:ns. I would consider it fair play if Com- migsioner Bingham would call upon the | Civil-Servce Board for attendants who have larg: families to support and are Row walking the streets looking for work, while the police take the bread and butter out of their mouths as welt as their ‘children's. Such Civil-Service men's salary Is $900 a year, a saving cf $20,000 g year on forty men, who could do the work just as well as the police. FOUR ATTENDANTS. Comparative Greatness, To the Editor of The Evening World: I should like to hear readers discuss the following subjecta for my benefit and for that of others: Who was the greater statesman, Bismarck or Giad- stone? Who was the greater General, Napoleon or the Duke of Wellington? u. KL The Machinations of a Russian Pitted Against the Lowe of a Plucky New Y = - venture . ife, It may be wel] to turn for u tie to the other actors in this unusual dranva, Don: Freeman was as od as his | word. Much against tne advice of his | family and of the friends who had come }to spend the Christmas holidays with them, he left immediately after dinner and found his dl#conaplate friend await- ing him at No. 19 Betains place. “Any news, old fellow?" asked Don, ‘as he burst in on Merton like a refresh- ing breese over a stagnant pond, ‘How do you feel?” “Physically all right, but am so help- less that I might as well be deed,” “Poses eB 4 "| gave Hannah his haad tn contiumation Not do anything by moving ahout, but vtds thing of sitting down ami eating out one’s heart by thinking don’t pay, and it-shouldn't pry, for brooding over the inovitable is a bad Investment. Put on your ccat and muffle up. Shoubin’ wonder If we'd have a snow storm be: fore morning; just the thing for the Christmas scafon, when one Is ssated t hefore a blazing fire with hippy friends about him, Sut it isn't at all welcome to the thinly clad, if the've got pi a Secret Society orker. 10 face | his ‘ eary 17, 1906¢- ; ; NEW YORK: THRO’ FUNNY GLASSES By I'S. Cobb. OWN at Coney Island, where the great common people go in bathing D in'the mutual Atlantic, there was a fat man in a skimpy and closely, edited bathing suit one day last simmer. He had somewhat the appearance of a large edition of the boy whose ma didn’t use Woolly Goap, He had fuzzy Renaissance legs. There wasalot of cute little push-buttoms on his toes; one does not always have to travel clear to the Sioux Reservas tion to see those who are competent to give the corn dance, But it was little the fat man cared for appearances, When he and all the other men in bathe ing suits jumped head-first into a big wave and kicked up their heels the edge of the ocean looked like the profile of an expiring centipede. ? uj But there was one among the admiring populace—a young woman %& was—who had no sympathy with the innocent pleasures of the fat man te the rented bathing suit. One might gather from her remarks that fat mem who want a dip in salt water places should be compelled to wear diving sults. She said the fat man was an immodest creature to go paddling around a public place with his limbs all uncovered below the knees. She ‘was one of those truly refined persons, who can say limb without thinking oh Even in Bos‘on it sometimes takes three generations of culture to bring about this state of mind. But the young Woman was right there with ‘the culture. Let us come down the corridors of time to the immediate present. The young woman who judged the fat man thus harshly at Coney last summer is now going to a party or grand opera or something nearly every evening, She wears a gown cut fore and aft as low as the forty-seventh meridian an@ the fifth vertebra. .A crude layman would say that her costume consisted mainly of a lace skirt, hitched to a broad belt, with a pair of silk galluses superimposed. Doubtless a modiste would have a more artistic and ex- pensive name fcr it. If her escort has sent her roses expecting her to wear them pinned to her corsage he will be disappointed. There {s no place to pin them to, And if she ties them around her neck with a string the thorns will scratch her. This explains why so many young women are seém at the opera carrying ftowers in their hands. ‘Wherever she goes she meets others who are dressed as she {s, only sometimes more 80. THE FUNNY PART: It is the fat man who lacked modesty. Popular Science Notes. ‘a ANY gallons, probably many barrels, of water are drawn through the M gills of cach oyster each day,” writes Prof. Brooks, of Johns Hopking University, “‘and the microscopic beings that it may hold are strained out and pushed slong into the oyster’s mouth, Each microscopic organism is @ long time in travelling from the point where !t first touches the gill to the oyster’s stomach; all this while it 1s alive and capable of becoming the parent of new generations when removed from the gill and placed under suitable cone ditions. Most of these organisms are wholesome to man, and ail that enter the oyster’s stomach are quickly killed and converted Into its palatable and nutr:tioug substance, but #0 long as they are travelling along the gills all are alive an@ some are extremely dangerous to man. The oyster exercises choice in the se lection of its food, rejecting some of the microscopic organisms and swallowing {others; but those that ere discharged into the water with the sewage of cities \ are not, unfortunately, among the ones that are rejected, and before there have entered the oyster’s stomach they are most favorably placed for gaining entrance into human stomachs and multiplying there.” +42 _____ Books Written in Prisons. PUBLISHER was talking about Oscar Wilde's strange ‘book, ‘De Pro- fundle,” with its pathetfc decoraticn of @ bird beating its wings against tho burs of 2 cell, says the St. Louis Globe-Democrat. “Wilde's Is not the first good book to have been written fr Jail," he sald. “Jail, in fact, seems to be a good place to write books in, Lift: “ry men sur pass themselves there. John Bunyan wrote ‘Pilgrim's Progress’ in jail. Cere vantes wrote ‘Don Quixote’ in prison. Dofoe laid the plans for ‘Robinson Cru- sor’ during a term of confinement imposed on him for the writing of a pam- phlet called “The Shortest Way with the, Dissenters.’ Leigh Hunt wrote ‘Rimini in jall. Str Walter Ralelgh, during his fourteen years’ tmpriconment in the tower of London; wrote his excellent ‘History of the World’ Silvio Pellico an@® Tasso both did thelr best work In jail.” By Arthur Rochefort, AUTHOR OF “THE DETACHED BRAIN.” As Hannah was about exhausted and #0 had no energy t waste, she made no effprt to hold converse with one wh. could not understand her. Hi, faithful | fellow that he was, looked the’ picture Hind patient suffering, but at sight of the young men his dusky face lit up. and springing to his feet he exclaimed: | “Praise de Lawd; ah's powahful glad ,% se you gemmen! Ah’s been a tryin’, a tryin’ io get de ole lady to ‘gage in social talk, but ah reckon she's jet {gone deet and aumb!" | “Hannah, wh) was suffering from what was to her even @ greater afflic- tion shan that suggested by, Hi, rose e action opm her? Where is my piferton ‘shook hie head sadly, but bd abot S"Spareeey, ofc Sit wotnan's ympatny, toon Lue "No!" replied or bad, let us ha . Of course, but. mey know isn't back of + fidently, a Tt," ut are you going to let: wet | away?’ asked Dos Feemant a "Not mich. There's no énd at Italyans, but Malnati lan't one ht Headquarters thinks hi Wa home for some crooks nes. B where gre you two gents goin’? i “Going we didn't know:-where, Jide. to meee movin, |. ceplled Dun Freeman “Hasn't Mr. Edwam offeral a ree ward?" asked Tony Mullen. b y ve said Merton. “Well, there's no knowin’ what hour of the da Ye) }: | droppin’ in to talk about ie. is best ae oe (BE phan! ly. ia quarters,’ ‘tter prom! alae to , ent away with Tony Unlike the pliin clothes man, Sergt. - Birmingham betleved that Maloatl was concerned in the abductions and had |! Vegeta | rg nie watoh a at lea 1 the mo ren © alien pt ht, Ie. Was within: Caneh iat tau an! emergency. the Sorgoint bad pre-emp‘sa! a back por ere he ” the officer was right; then, aker | lose f . fen't to-morrow’ Christan eve ° on. if he had jhe a ly, hi au 0 it ts. Well, miother, mao—and in truth, & was very e fre ee Wea ward w hat ,aveart gui ,fo tie ofhear & rton was sraiters t but wi ere he could find . Blea ty moth: seo; hem n wit ® few minutes, If thore uns an: ° rt joked, us Bt. the esitt as ste} went nia dre Gomme ee about t te and wanted 9, yes,’".8ald the old woman eager. to-inorrow is the eve of the Christ id's: birthda: we hope to have the profdssor here’and his daughter befor Oirenday evs ke pant’ @hris: child's Don Freeman Of hia oarucernens. ne not i rance of his prophesy; ti ar that he might further commit Biroselt to'a pledee which at ie had feriolas cee al ut being able to Kc, 10 0 is irlend's arm ony. ni Pat Chg ee be ‘back soon, iartlod i je street, 5 “I don't think, Bd, old fellow, that 1 evir told what’ you' might call 9 de- liberate whopper that could hurt any n and kindness lead us not only to sup-| press the trutt, but also £0 smooth acts, just as doctor tterist pills, room in a nearby café fien, | ‘welcomed ‘ony Mullen’ and Tony Mullen left, Don who could afford to anoke , sed then y-like eagerness listened to Birm! bana stories of udventures among criminal classes. Piyas nearing midnight: or atter—tn ssouble ag In foy we pay no hed ty the, fight of time-whon durst into the room, the actual s sug cour, jot at all do wi 1 halt promi or a + re Wat gute 1 have eta ane . ne “A Chie? Foneat serreant, herhrontted out the pel held Tey arm's. length, and tr! to read: the That's ier"? eam he enigad the ot Se acts ay, EZ his best locks to weep: it." his fur ‘a Frye § higher hy an Dusted | 45