The evening world. Newspaper, February 6, 1906, Page 12

sega 52 “ @ubnanea vy the Preas Publishing Company, No. 88 to 6 Park Row, New Tor! Entered at the Post-Office at New York as Second-Clase Mail Ma VOLUME AG......cc0c0e cocsoecssesconee sosces cosves NO. 16,240. Young John D. and the Glass of Beer. Mr. J. D. Rockefe‘ler, jr., inves- tigating the career of a youth who has been leading a double life, finds that “his troubie began with his first glass of beer.” “He thought he was a man when he took that first beer,” said the young teacher to his Fifth avenue Bible class. “Ah, if he had only known it he was but a child! Take my advice and steer clear of the precipice of temptation.” Was the fault with the beer or with the man? What relation was there between the fraction of an ounce Of alcohol in the brew of malt and hops and the depravity which was to bring him to “the dregs of vice?” Millions of men drink beer—entire nations, almost—without relaxing their hold on morality, without de- parting from principles and honor, ‘Was the glass of beer the cause or the excuse of the youth's criminal tendencies? “Some men want beer,” said Dr. Rainsford, “and it’s no more a sin for a man to drink beer than it is for a man to drink coffee.” What was the nature of the moral training of Mr. Rockefeller’s frightful example that a glass of beer could pervert his sense of right and wrong? It is something the hypnotist cannot do. How can the glass of beer do it? Or did it happen that the vicious traits were merely dormant, only awaiting any excuse for awaking? The “first glass” has ushered in many tragedies in life. But is there not too much confusion of cause and effect in indiscriminately ascribing human degradation to drink? Is not the youth who becomes as a little child at the sight of a glass of beer the object of too much misdirected sympathy? Is he not apt to run to ruin on his own legs and then put the blame on somebody or something else? Also, is there not an excess of vealy sentimentality in the discussion of moral and ethical questions from the platform? Is there not too much The Evening | w 2 orld’s PLL TE flabby moralizing and too little robust and stimulating doctrine? With a coal strike and an Ice famine in the same year all that people would need to be happy would be resignation, . “Glad He Ain’t No Duke.” A little girl has written to Miss Alice Roosevelt that she is “glad he ain’t no Duke.” And so are most people who have the happiness of the President’s daughter at heart. Dukes in an age of steel kings and $200,000,000 private citizens are considerably at a discount as regards their wealth. If it is merely an an- cestral castle or a jewelled cororet which is wanted, it is to be had in the market. As for Norman blocd, it is too frequently seen to accompany a Mormon moral code. The same reasoning would apply, if recent developments be consid- ered, if the little girl had written “Glad he ain't no Count.” The Cost of “Street Openings.” | Comptroller Metz has figured that the cost of street-opening pro- ceedings last year was $3,162,604. Two- thirds of this was in the ring- tuled Bronx. Not the cost of the actual pick-and-shovel street opening, but the preliminary palaver of Commissioners, appraisers and clerks, who ad- journ from day to day to make the fees roll up. City office-holders, well paid for office work, have acted also as Commissioners. One $3,500 man drew $2,194 extra in one action, New York need never lack money for public improvements if it wasted none. | flesh must be pickied or corned. be full of worms in a fortnight. never an even number. the river, else the dead same meal no one dare c’ Home Me Who Opposed Jerome? Ne ‘Tucsdea By J. Campbell Cory. Lele IF HE'LL LET ME S STOR < - Febru Curious | Cossack Customs. ANY queer customs and usages are prevalent among the Cossacks of the Dona. No man changes his clothing on a that he would suffer from a severe skin bread—it ra Mongay. if he did it ts bellow disease. On Thursday no fat or If any one neglected this the meat would | nineteenth century Wool is not spun on holidays, else te cattle will sicken and die. A hen !s always given an uneven number of eggs to hatoh, | third year of the third Republic, 200,000 individuals duly posseased of patents Of nos| At the time when the nobility was all powerful in France the aggregate i appear to the living in fearful shape; and at the | fortunes of the aristocracy amounted to one-tenth only of the wealth possessed ust always be broken. Bones ieft from a dinner st a funeral are thrown into | pity. THE NEW x # w DETECTIVE ee) Mertin Hewitt. a brilliant private detective, with unique methods, +4 the hero of these adventures, re counted by his fricnd Brett. The copy them?" ‘They couldn't possibly be traced over | Properly In less than two or two and a | half lone days of very hard work,” Dixon replied with earnestness. “Ab! then it ts as I feared. These tracings have been photographed, Mr. Dixcn, and cur task 1s one of every pos- sible difficulty. Now, I must see your tracer, Hitter, He ts the traitor in the | camp."’ | Riter walked into the private room | with an alr of respectful attention. | He was a puffy-faced, unhealthy look- ing young man, with very small eyes and a Inose, mobile mouth, “Sit down, Mr, Ritter,” Hewitt sald, Jin a stern volce, “Your recent trans- tions with your friend, Mr. Hunter, | eald Hewitt. rising, “I! are well known both to Mr. Dixon and | et you to question | myself.” | eng lovens 1," |. Ritter, who had at first leaned easily | back In his chair, started forward at | this and paled | trast coe with the ‘key’ of the private| “You aro surprised, 1 observe: but | rooms opposite? I will goover them for) YOU should be more careful In your | ‘@ little, while you talk to your men in|™ovements cut of doors if you do not j Wish yur acquain ances to be known, CHAPTER II. The Man of Mystery. “Myself?” “Yes; I have a reason. Will you this room. them in here and shut | ™ ‘ the door; look after the ome | Mr Hunter, I believe, has the draw- diam Wanroue the: core you know, |/28® Which Mr. Dixon has lost, and, | ‘j iit Re ot|{€ 80 I am certain that you have Ask them each to Geiall his exact| given’ them to nine Tet ‘ movements about the office this morn-| {. : ya to fim, Thal you iknow) ing and get th recall each visttor | cave, 1 the law provides *) who bas been hie rom the beginning | completely Mr. Dixon. eaded, “It Isn't so I was tempted, I nu know the rea- and let Come across to me in of the week. 1 son of this la @ few minutes.” Hewitt toc I assure yoy. the hoy and passed confess, and hid th draw through the outer oMice into the cor-| they are still in the omee ann Out ridor, stve them to you—really, I can," Yon mir es Inter Mr. ns | “You mustn't try any more of that 1) sort of humbug." Hewitt said, with in- creased severity. “The drawings are 1) gone, and you e stolen them; you know that well enough. Now attend to | +|me. If you received your deserts Mr you| Dixon would send for a policeman thio | moment and have you hauled off to the ard them with sail; that Is your proper placé. Bus unfortunately, " questioned bh ari him. He found How the table in the pris lay acveral draw “Soc here, M “I think these f@re gxious about Whe engincer s: @ cry of delight the drawings he your acco excielmed, turning y|calls himseit Hugues nee one of them! But ‘ey | other names besides that, as I happe: must have been in tho al, | to know—has the drawings, and tt eae then? What a fooi I have be solutely cessary that id these should T am afraid that tt wit therefore, t come to some Howltt shook his head. n afraid | be recovered You're not quite sg lucky as you think, | be necessary, Mr, Dixon,” he said, These drawings | arrangement with dave most certainly been out of square him, tn femlneeo Tiee ara houne for a little while, Never mind] that pen and paper and write to your how—we'll talk of that after. There is | confederate’ as I dictate, You know Bo time to lose, Tell me—-how long | the alternative if you Cause any dim- Would it take a good draughtsman to! culty.” Baa Ua A a ak | ide pen. Hewitt has been an alteration In the plans.’ Have you got tha 4n alteration in the plans, I shall be | @lone here at 6 o'clock. Please ome, without fail.’ Have you got It? Very well; sisu it, and address the envelope. He must come here. and then we may arrange matters will remain in the Inner office opposite.” Hewitt, without glancing at the address, thrust it into his pocket. When Ritter i Hi ) i “Open the door at once or I call the police!” Ritter reached tremblingly for way,” ‘Yhere | n “Address him in your usual proceeded. “Say this: ‘There has beea re In the mean time you The note was written, and Martin here, Hunter; cet, Westminster, 1s th r I shall go at once with the note. an comes here I think you had him in with Ritter and send ; man—it may at least frighten! bjuct Is, of course, to get the | and then, If possible, to In- vade his house, in some way or an- other, and steal or smash his negatives if they are there and to be found. in any case, sly In the inner office, however, d read the add: til I return, ah lak io eat he uses the sat Martin Hewitt, Investigator. «# Py ress, Boom in N great revolution of 115 years ago, obility Market. which was aimed at the aristocracy, and eee nobility is exactly fwice as numerous now as it was before tne by which ull titles of nobility were 288 French princes and duke less than 20,000 had a legal right to a cc by the nobility to-day. His Fourth It was abcut 6 o'clock whe returned, alone, but with a that told of good fortune at fir He laid @ sinall parcel, wru newspaper, on the table. hastily tore away the pepo and un flye or six gliss photognip Je tves of a half-plate slze witch damp and stuck together by the tine films In oouples. He hold them, Tewitt were Stay Ana | don't forget to lock up those tracings.”’ | one after another, up to the Ight of the window and glanced through them, Then with a great sigh of relies ne THE DIXON T abolished. Previous to that time there y there are 400. At the beginning of the ) titled persons in France, among whom atof arms, There are now, in the thirty- Case * plazed them on the hearth and pound- them to dust and fragments with poker, n few Dixon, chair, sald: “Ma. Howltt, 1 can't express my obli- gation to you, What would have hap. pened {f vou had failed I prefer not to think of. But what shall we do with Ritter now? ‘Nhe ‘other man hasn't been here yet. by the bye.” the fact is I didn't deliver the seconds neither spoke. filnging himself into @ ary 6, 1906. i r NEW YORK THRO’ FUNNY GLASSES; T is now almost time for us-to begin to got all worked up and overheated about some amateur Polar explorer. At this season, when the ordin Spite his influenza, one of our popular non-professional North Pole cham Piofs usually comes down stage, wraps the spotlight around him and rights reserved. We promptly falj for him. New York is ever etrong for the North Pa feels for another. If Col. William d’Avycrockett Mann had confined hi well-known talents for finding out things to the remote North he mig rents Upon Facial Foliage’ instead of spending his days side-stepping man with eyeglasses aud a Lakeville (Conu.) haircut. it by giving him a farewell banquet, where all the scientists and museum curators in town respond to the toasts. After the guest of honor has until twenty minutes past 2 in the morning listening to savants workin the euperfiuous statistics out of their systems he is inured to any horro The Sunday supplements join in. We are regaled with photographs “Explorer Yansen and his three children, Gwyndolin, Gladys and do tume with his favorite husky dog.” (Explanatory: The one on the left the dog.—Ed.) By Irvin S. Cobb. I man is hugging the steampipe and feeling like cutting off his nose to nounces that he is ready to hit the trail with all magazine and pictu dash. Possibly it is the sympathy which one established cold-feet cents now be speaking nightly at Carnegie Lyceum on “The Effect of Arctic Cuz New York raises a fund for the explorer, and then makes him pay fo at the head of the middle table in his large white cravat from 9.80 P, the Frozen Zone has in stock. jr,” “Explorer Yansen opening an egg,” “Explorer Yansen in polar oo Half a million cheering citizens see the intrepid discoverer depart. Oft he doesn’t get very far. Either he encounters rough weather outside o Sandy Hook, or he finds he has forgotten to bring along his camera, or b hires a non-union Eequimau guide and the crew go on strike. But so times he actually disappears beyond the Banks, That is the cue to get resoue expedition under way. It never seems to occur to us to send ti rescue expedition on ahead so it can get settled down cozy and ship-sh and according to Hoyle and be there waiting, all ready to rescue the Plorer when he staggers in gnawing his last rubber overshoe and d ously muttering of the bum accommodations above the Circle. One day, months hence, a friend meets us, “Well,” he says, “they've found Yensen.” “Yanseu’” we ponder refiectively. “Lets see; he’s the guy who mak: the health underwear, ain't he?” “You don’t know any more than a Deputy Police Commissioner,” ro-| torts the friend, scornfully. “Don't you remember the fellow who wen away on the) geod: Sip Chiluising’ and! whstihisiwite) bad to, ely ima papers and"—— THE FUNNY PART: you are never great unless you stay right here, where you occasionally. 6 There Are Five Mints. - To the Editor of The Bvening World: How many United States mints are there? H. EDWARDS. Here’s a Merry Old Word. ‘To the Wititor of The World: Hore is, word I have heard. I be Neve it is the longest in the language. Can any reader think of « longer word or define this one? The word is “pro- natanttranaubstanceationistically."" International Marriages. ‘To the Editor of The Evening World: In reference to the Gould affair, ra Ifke to ask readers what they think of ORPEDO ‘ ground floor front of No. 27 for trade {nternationg] marriages as a general ‘proposition. Not necessarily for money, By Arthur Morrison, Author of ‘‘ Tales of Mean Streets.” letter. ‘The worthy gentleman saved me) in the parcel. But I hed to Geutile te as! @ world of trouble by taking himself}moment and I decided on out of the way.” Howitt leughed. “I'm afraid he ‘thas rather got himself Into a mess by trying two kinds of theft at once, ami you may not be sorry to hear that his attempt on your torpedo plans ts Ukely to bring him a dose of penal servitude for something else, I'll tell you whet has happened. “Little Carton street, Westminster, I found to be @ seedy @ort of place—one of those old streets that have seen mvuch better days. A good many people seem to live in each house—they are fairly targe houves, by the way—and there is quite @ company of belYhandles on each doorpost, all down the side like organ stops. A barber had possession of the and pushed. Then he “At this moment I had first of the negatives smashed. The fixing and washing evidently only lately been completed, and the negative was drying on the I seized it, of course, and the others which stood by it, + “ ‘Who are you, there, Inside? Mi shouted indignantly from the ‘Why for you go in my room like that! Open the door at once or I call tha police!’ purposes, so to him I went. ‘Can you tell me,’ I said, ‘where in this house I can find Mr. Hunter?’ He tooked dowbt- ful, so I went on: ‘Hts friend will do, you know—I can't think of his name; foreign gentleman, dark, with a bushy beard.’ “The barber understood at once. ‘Oh, that's Mirsky, I expect,’ he sald. ‘Ni I come to think of {t, he has had ters addressed to Hunter once or twice; I've took ‘em in. Top floo: back.’ “This was good eo far, I had got at Mr, Hunter's’ other allas. 80, by way| «I took no notice. I had got the fult of possessing him with the {dea that I/number of negatives, one for each knew all about him, I determined to|qrawing, but I was not by eny means ask for him as Mirsky before handing |ure that he had not taken an extem over the letter addressed to him as ; so I went on hunting down the Hunter. A ttle bluff of that sort is| rack. There were no more, so I set te invaluable at the right time, At the top| work to turn out all the undeveloped floor back I stopped at the door and/ plates. 11 was quite possible. you #6& tried to open it once, but it was|that the other set, If it existed, hag locked. I could hear somebody scut-|not yet been developed. tling about within, as though carrying| “Mirsky changed his tune, After @ little things about, and I knocked again, | 1ittle more banging and shouting 2 In @ little while the door opened about | could hear him kneel down and try te ‘fa foot, and there stood Mr. Hunter—or| keyhole. I had left the key there, 6® Mirsky, as you Mke—the man who, in| that he could see nothing. But he Bee the character of a traveller Ar Etean) gan braid wotely see reoidly — came here twice to-day. He) the hole in a jenguaKe. beri his shirt sleeves. and cuddled | Rot Know it in the fouat, bury Something under his arm, hastily cov- | !t was a ed with a spotted pocket handker- chief. “oT have called to see Mr, Mirsky,’ 1 ‘anid, ‘with a confidential letter’-— “Oh, yas, yas.’ he answered, ha: ‘1 knpw—I know. Excuse me one min: ute’ And he rushed off downstairs with his parcel. “Here was @ noble chance. For a mo- ment I thought of following him in case there might be interesting believe I understood Russian 1g not it the time imagine, though ve a’ notion now. I went on. ruining il otk of plates, 5 Yound several Base appurently of new plates, an then was no means of tolling whether @ we really unused or re developed, but witht v of your bite be on Uragged every one ruthloaaly hiding piace and laid ie out e.. gun