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@vdMenea vy tne Press Publishing Company, No. 63 to 6 Park Row, New Yori Mntered at the Post-Office at New York as Seccnd-Class Mail Matter. VOLUME 46...... 000. MR. JEROME. Samuel Seabury is the youngest of seven Judges in a tribunal of limited jurisdiction. Convinced that justice has been outraged by “ury-tixing” abuses, he cannot pur- In probing charges against Deputy tity Court Clerk Tully in connec- tion with the use of professional jurors he is doing all that he can And he is getting results. do. in the county he or some one of the 420 employees of his office can bring before the Grand Jury. The exist- ence of abuses in the Metropolitan’s law department is admitted in this statement, never retracted, of the head of that department, James L. Quackenbush: Things had reached such a state here that the corporation itself was afraid of the consequences. Corruption existed openly. 1 make the statement without qualification, and when 1 was set to work to clean house the directors gave me a free hand. I have already discharged a long list of employees. When the work is finished this will be just as clean and reputable a law office as you can find in town. There was a time when the people's lawyer agreed with the Metro- politan’s lawyer that there was “corruption” in the Metropolitan and pub- licly promised its punishment. : So much for Metropolitan corruption, admitted by high Metropolitan authority. Now for insurance: Mr, Jerome yesterday submitted a brief to the Grand Jury saying that no crime had been committed by the insurance grafters. Of course it is no crime to give a Texas Democrat's money to the Republican Cam- paign Committee! But the Penal Code says it is: ‘4 trustee of any money who appro- priates the same to the use of any other person than the true owner is guilty | of larceny.” Alton B, Parker, former Chief Judge of the Court of Appeals, says| of the insurance criminals: | “The way to convict is to convict. There are to-day within the State of New York a few men who, involved in insurance frauds, have themselves furnished evidence, fairly corroborated on the witness-stand, of their own venality.”” Of what can Mr. Jerome be thinking? NEW IDEAS IN SUBURBAN TRANSIT. | A new scheme in suburban train service for which the New York, New Haven and Hartford is planning on its Connecticut lines is of special interest to New York. Electric traiffs will be run on the company’s main line between sub- | urban points, but on entering cities they will be switched to the street | tracks and give the same service as street cars, This will be the first practical application of a plan suggested long ago by The Evening World for eventual use in the Subway. It ought some day to be possible to take a train for New Rochelle or Greenwich | ° at any of the Subway stations below Forty-second street. This expectation will be in part realized on the Sixth avenue and Eighth street extensions of the North River tunnel, on which passengers will make close connection at the Lackawanna station in Hoboken. Why should not Lackawanna suburban trains eventually distribute their pas- sengers at subway points in Manhattan? It Is objected by opponents of the Chinatown Park plan that “property | owners do not want any such park.” But it is well to discriminate. How much} of the objection is by property owners who derive their income from exorbitant vice rentals? How much of it voices the protests of owners whose premises are let x for legitimate business purposes? The latter have nothing to lose by parting with sue fraud into the higher courts. | William Travers Jerome is the | District-Attorney. Any crime with- | Throne‘s train problem: If the train had | Wednesda “ ‘The Evening Worlds Wome Magazine, “THE PARTY WALL.” By T. O. McGill, After Gibson. ie ADAPTED EROM THE SUNDAY WoRLOS GIBSON PICTURE, ANSWERS No Change, No Fare. To the Editor of The Evening World: As the Metropolitan Street Railway Company has passed a rule to the ef- fect that passengers must obtain trans- fers on payment of fares, would It not ba advisable for it to also pass one to the effect that conductors must re- turn change at once, es they are very apt to forget that they have been given a dolar bill? I have seen this done sonce or twice myself, G. W. H.,, Jr. An Office Boy's Wall. To the Editor of The Evening World: Iam an office boy and have worked two years for $4 week in a retail con- cern where there are fourteen boys. I am the oldest and the other boys pick on me and tease me, and then when I 60 to pay them back they say: “Why don’t vou hit somebody your size?" und they tell the floorwalker and I et called down, I can’t stand it any longer. I'd Ike to have some grown-up reader ad- vise me what to do. oO. | | The Train Problem. To the Editor of The Evening World: Herve is the solution of Robert P. continued for 50 miles further after the arst hour without breaking down, and had reached its destination forty min- utes sooner than st did, the echedule | time for the whole trip would have been 2 hours and 20 minutes. Therefore, if the train could travel 50 miles tn s0 minutes, or at the rate of one mile in 5 minutes, it must have travelled 371-2 miles the first hour. The train having travelled at a three-fifths rate their property on a fair valuation. CARMUMNM0109000 NIGHTSTICK. arid NOZZLE- A Romance of Manhetian by SEWARD W. HOPKINS fi 2 Des ae 7 @YNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. |the hammering of a horse told of the! Dave Lenox, a New Lorn policenan, -wus | ooo est to love with “Annle: buasten,” whom he haa |@trival ot Gorman | cued from a hotel fire, Le er £aVes “Break in there, Garvin," je from. Leing” kidnapped. On’ learning | 5 atiee he valiee from |nis great voice rising above the up- m Annie that she is in great danger ome mysterious source, he takes her, fe Keeping, to a Mrs, Fob: lives ina ow. brick how Tevetver of stolen See if there is an: yin did not hear. on the west goods, Her With his axe husband @ criminal, has been ping away at 8 window. hired by to kilt te was already on fire. Buasten. ig this * th 1 Into the smoke he dashed, fearless, chum, | yellow | rl away to ai ble to find her, vi @ fireman, Sead yate his life to save the poor- ‘watch the two burglars enter the house. | ey capture the thleves after a struggle, Oy. f the capture, think! kecret.” In revenge | er Annie Into his to est creature of New York should one ding so dense he could not could hear him shouting. came the voice of Schuy- jler, and both shouted Fs, Lencx tfe plan to jure Lenox and near tae Willams: Ov! Anybody here? Any-bod-y- nox nO, ty sandbagged bursts tnto flamer b Le ‘The sald Schuyler, t out while we can.” water poured against] m that was formed as) CHAPTER XV. Out of the Fire. it fell Into the flames was stifling, ARVIN was having a game ot| TH floor became flooded, checkers with Schuyler in the fire- are r PnaGe gener tol ai awingcws £0) house when! the velarm! came. jn with a nozzle, Garvin was close Instantly the machinery of a well- Grilled fire compa The hors har yy was set In motion. springing to their places, ed, and before * sald Garvin “I heard some- mere \ ee more t ith that practised ear and tense a dozen sightseers had gathered at ‘ n the training o the door they were galloping away to| city refighter they hoth tered | the conflagration, It was a groan from some one on the, Ev Ta ther the hou: body was wondering. t floor. | “Here.” sald Garvin | siden rise of flame lighted up the} sort of fire can it be down asked Garvin, “I had an idea | es were pulled down or some- thing." Ke. he firemen saw two persons, | “Some are,” answered Schuyler, as and a woman, on the floor. he completed the work of getting on eat God! It's Daye Lenox,” satd | his coat. sarvi | Pellmell, the heavy horses pounding| With more strength than he belleved # took the form of | \ his arms and staggered to | was followed by the up| he could posseas t engine, | his frien wagon. pavements, hia steam, o @rd after it engineer hurry went the gre ammed the phen is!” yelled Garvin, "Yar- rup! The old shanty might better be | eft. to burn.” ] “Somebody may be in it.” It's Lenox, # \hey swung to the nearest Gre plug the girl.” ye * roared Big Gorman. What the cop in the gasped Garvin, “And * ct of the original speed’for the remaining “What gift?" Another engine thundered into scene, Gorman forgot his own tion, He had work to do. They carried Lenox to the side some distance from the fire. He Miss Buusten were laid on some coats and blankets brought by two wateh- men. the ques- he girl recovered first. “Oh! I am dying," she moaned. 0," said Garvin, “You are all right, and sos Lenox. You had a nar- row squeeze, though,” “Very narrow,” sald Schuyler. The fire had brought an ambulance, lenox and Annfe were taken to a hos- pital, When Annie fully recovered she was looking up into the face of a quiet ETTERS from the PEOPLE DEED LD to QUESTIONS }3 hours and 20 minutes, of one mile in or at the rate 2 2-3 minutes, it must have covered 7 miles after breaking down, The distance between stations was therefore 37 1-2 plus 75, which !s 3121-2 miles, Time, 4 hours 20 minutes. BERNARD FARRELL, March 17, 1899. To the E of The Evening World: Kndly inform me of the date of the Windsor Hotel fire? J.D.G. You Are Right. To the Paitor df The Evening World: A friend tells me that Roosevelt was Governor of New York before he went to the Spa: war. I say he was not Go afterward, and was Assistant Secretary of the Navy before he went to the war. | Which Is right?) ALFRED J. FOX. A Subway Pnean. To the Editor of The Evening World: Ths subway's smell, dark and slow, And microbe-girt as well, And all {ts wretched management 'Twould take us years to tell. But ah! Gee whiz! When With snow and hai blizzards buz Fresh Alr vs. Pneumonia, To the Editor of The Evening World The Language of HEN the stamp fs placed on the! envelope in the following pos!- tions, it is understood to convey W | these different expressions: ‘Theodore | | my | Legal Aid Soctety, No. 236 Broad-,for a ride up on Lenox avenue. They say {t is hygienic to sleep in| a room with the windows wide open; but most of us New Yorkers haye the | misfortune to live in flats and our bed- rooms are so small that if the one window therein is left open we are compelled to sleep in a full draught | “It's Lenox!” gasped Garvin, “and | the girl!” doctor, a sympathetic nurse, and a detective, Where am I?" she asked. “You are in a hospital, dear,” sald the nurse. “You were injured in fire. Did you live there?" ‘J 0, oh, what shall I do?” | | ladies like you." wv | al Upper left sweetheart. Same corner, upelde down: I love you. Same corner, crosswise: My heart {s another's. Same corner, hortzontal: lee \t Wish your hand corner: Good-by, | I hate you. and corner: Business, or | jendship. Same corner, upside down: Write no fame corner, crosswise: I send a kiss. ame corner, horizontal: Do you love me? | In the middle, at top (upright): Yee. Same place, upside down: On con- dition, | In middle, at bottom (upright): Same place, upside down: loving. No. You are too DE UNCC, Postage Stamps. Same plece, object. Liwer left-hand corner (upright): seek your acquaintance. Same corner, upside down: I wish you Same corner, meet me? Lower right hand corner: You are very cool. Same corner, upside down (upright): Can you not trust me? Same corner, horizontal: You are changed. In middle, at left-hand side (upright): Accept my love. Same place, upside down: exged. Same palce, horizontal: I long to see you. In middle, at right hand side (upright): Write soon, Same place, upside down: I am sorry. Same place, horizontal: I am married. horizontal: My parents I horizontal: Will you I am en- Whenever I do I catch a heavy cold. I! y, You fresh-air fiends, is such a cold good and hygienfe for me? And Would the resultant pneumonia benefit health to any marked degree? I write this, not in joke, but out of the | depths of influenza. HARLEM. way. ‘To the Dilitor of The Evening World: I am & poor woman and cannot hire a lawyer. Is there any place I can get help in collecting four months’ | wages due me? ‘A: Be Another Transfer Grievance. ‘To the Editor of The Evening World: Last night at 12 o'clock I boarded a car marked Lexington and Lenox ave- nue at One Hundred and Twelfth |street and Lexington avenue. At One| ‘Hundred and Sixteenth street an tn-! gravely. “I—went there.” ‘Well—but for what purpose. It Is not @ place one expects to find young “Is—was—anybody else found there?” The detective and doctor glanced at each other. “Yes,” sald the detective. Lenox. Was he with you?” “He—he came while I was there. Was he injured?” “He seems to have suffered a severe |blow on the head. Did you see him get that?” “Who did it?’ “I don’t know. “Officer You may confide in us all, safe, You have been injured before." Yes, I was shot by—by—accident.” “What were you doing in that de serted house?" asked the detective, —hiding~and my life sams to be wanteg $ You are| “You say you saw it. Do you mean \street car we were refused transfers that you are not acquainted with the ‘person who delivered the blow?” “Lam aot gure. I have been in trouble spector Informed passengers that on account of a blockade the Lenox ave- nue car would an up Lexington ave- nue and we could transfer at One Hundred and Twenty-fifth street. On the One Hundred and Twenty-ffth Is that fair, readers? A READER. In The World Almanac. To the Editor of The Evening Worlé: Where can I learn what the seating capacity of the various New York City theatres, é&c., R, J. Schoulship Queries. To the Editor of The Evening World: What do experienced readers think of the chances of success a young fellow of. eighteen has if he goes on board the schoolship St, Mary's? What would ‘be his exact gain? LANDLUBBER. by everybody. A woman took care of me after Mr, Lenox saved my life after —after the fire." “Lenox did not save your life. It ‘was Schuyler and Garvin, of the Fire Department.” ‘ “I mean the fire at the Bastick.” “Ha ha," sald the doctor. “You are the girl he saved, eh? And a little romance followed.” “No, Mr. Lenox gave me in care of a woman named Foby, as I dared not go to my own—my"— “You mean your home?" “I have no home,’ “What were you doing in the house toanight?”* “I went there with Mrs. Foby to see Mr, Lenox." “See him? What for?" “He was to take me away somewhe! —where I could not be found. I think/ | it was a plot to kill him. It was a man Mrs, Foby knows who struck Mr. Lenox. ‘Jal of course,” said the detective. ‘Well?’ “When he struck Mr. Lenox the woman made a rush at me. I sprang to Mr. Lenox, who had fallen, took his revolver and shot at the woman." “Did you hit her?” “I think so. She fell over against the man and the fire was coming, and I fainted. Thax is all I know. The detective took notes, “What is your name?" he asked. “I can't tell. I am afraid.” ‘There are many pitiful scenes in the hospitals of New York where-the un- foriunates refuse their names. The question was not pressed, “I'll see if Lenox can talk," said the detective. He found the policeman recovered from the blow, but in a most frightful rage. “Did they get Foby?" he roared. “I don't know. I haven't heard. What were you in that house for?" “Never mind that. Did they get Foby? Get that man and I'll put enough lead into him to make a keel for a yacht. It was a plan to kill me, Not only me, but Miss Buasten, sit down and promise not to say anything except to the Commissioner, It cannot be kept secret any longer, but I don't ‘want anything done till I capture Foby, I must have Foby.” The detective eat down and related the history of the affair, e detective nodded grimly. ake the right report to r, old man. Don't worry.” Lenox parted Moreh 217 1906. 8 NEW YORK THRO’ FUNNY GLASSES, | By Irvin S. Cobb. { i our public schools we may be short on the a-b-abs, but we certainly | show up very strong on Belgian hare culture, hand embroidery and making purple roses out of tissue paper. Our graduates may climb @ tree if you draw the Rule of Three on them, but when it comes to tell- ing whether a grasshopper is a wind instrumentalist or plays his nocturnes on a talented left hind leg they are right there, If you should ask one of them to parse a sentence he would be apt to | think you mistook him for Justice Deucl or some other criminal judge aud ° were using the broad A, and if you led him beyond the words-of-one-syl+ labie series you’d have him taking the count. But if he had ever got above the primary classes he'd know how to roof a barn and he could tell what sort of a mosquito it was by the way it bit him. In the years to come we imagine the valedictorian of the class delivering his commencement essay with a lathing hammer, a pound of shingle na{ls and a turning lathe and then hiring an uneducated man. who can read and write to draw up for him a testimonial as follows: “Until I was ten years old I could not distinguish one Jetter from the other and was greatly distressed by my seeming ignorance, but after plac ing myseif under the care of good old Dr. Smackswell and taking his full course I am able to re-cover chair-bottoms in an accomplished manner and I can knit woollen wristlets with the best of them.” What a sweet boon our system of public education should be to the taxpaying person shown in the cartoons In the act of being stepped on by ® large, aggressive perty in a white pique vest and a set of facial side-. winders labelled “The Trusts.” What a precious privilege is a course of study that trains the young mind to do art work on the family crockery,’ even though it may sometimes give the parent or guardian who uses the ae plates before the colors get fixed a case of painter's colic in a new place. In our besotted ignorance some among us have been prone to cavil a§ the genius who stands sponsor for an education thet starts off with the construction of linen doilles, ends with fancy tile-laying and leaves ous the alphabet altogether. We have sneered at fads and fancies in our publie schools until we looked like a race of harelips. We have found fault be- cause the prize pupil of the grammar grades could only figure out the corset ads in the street cars by the pictures, forgetting that the same bright child had long before mastered the art of making worsted mottoes on per= forated cardboard. But the dawn of a better day is at hand. Under the beneficent influ« ences of the Smackswell cult we must come in time to appreciate a curric- ulum that makes a cross-cut saw the Greatest Common Divisor, regands all fractions as improper fractions and establishes as the three R’s, Ricke racking, Rabbitology and Rifle practice. THE FUNNY PART: } Except in New York the public schools are run for the public and no® for the superintendent. | —— Dialects. By Charles R. Barnes. “ “Ye better wntch yer talkin’, an’ don't ye say ‘I be’ An’ ‘Gosh all hemlock,’ netther, f'r words like them betrays T’ culehured city peepul. yer jarrin’ rooral way They tells me: “In the city th’ speech ye hear ta grand; Th’ Noo York way o' talkin's th’ finest in th’ land. Wall. now, I'm here amongst it. and mebbe It's th’ best, An’ then p'raps {t's queerish, like rich folks from the West. i B™ I left th’ kentry th’ family says t’ me: Tr. Th’ gal th't writes th‘ letters f'r th't there son o' mine, She says t' me: “Oh. beatut! Yer jus’ a up-State shine!” An’ I was only yarnin’ an’ teasin’ her a bit, F'r yander in th’ kentry I'm euthin’ o’ a wit Then John's young wife she asts me: “D' y'u sposuts gointrain?” Er that’s th’ way it sounded—it wasn’t very piai An’ them there Wall street fellers—their talk ‘u'd Jar ol’ Nick! It's full o' city culchure—o' cuss words, stuck in thick. 1. I met some real swell ladies belongin’ t’ a ciub— Th’ kind th't won't wash dishes. er stay t' hum an scrub, Their u's was twisted funny, they broadened sat t’ sot, An’ dropped their r’s compietely—exoept when they fergot. But wien they'd git excited from some new scandal joy Their dialect was labelled: “Fr'm Springfteld, Illinoy.”” Fr'm what I've heard, by cricky, my talk ain't no disgrace; It’s clost around th’ av'rage th't's thrivin’ in this place! 24-2 THE MOCK ORANGE BRIDGE WHIST CLUB ’ By Grinnan Barrett. F you crosa your heart and body, wish you may Grop dead in your tracks, $67” Never to tell a goul, I'll tell you a dead secret,” sald Mrs. Oliver Quivers vice-president of the Mock Orange (N. J.) Bridge Whiat Club. “Hel lay for money instead of prizes! ! after we are s01ne te derstand what I'm telling you now ts strictly under the sub rons, as we girls In the French class used to say at boarding-school, and sopody outside tho club knows a word of it except you and a few others, Just avery, very few—not over elght or ten—that I told about it under a pledge o vecrBat, my! we are all so enthusiastic, They say that when you play for moiiey t's ever oo much more exciting than when you play for just prizes. Your fingers tromble eo you can't pick up the cards, and sometimes you break right down ai try and get hysterical and everything, and have to go home In a cab. It must . I'm simply dying for the time to come! oS Poe ecanecewhae Py ae te do with the prise T wae snaking to sive the next time the club meets with me. It's a lovely ash tray made of elyar tee de you know those darling little red and gold bands around cigars. I Un- verttand they've been making them over in New York some time, but I'm posir (We the fad hasn't reached here yet, and I felt sure It would make a hit. I nad 7 to buy a whole box of cigars to get bands enough to make It, but the money toe wasted. because I'm making Mr. Quiver smoke them up, He insised That he Iiked some old plain cigars that didn’t have any pretty bands on ther, cat ie, eure that it'a only obstinacy on his part, for I know the ones 1 BoUBhE rt ot be nicer, because when he smokes one of them he seems to be entirely satise fed. and always before he used to smoke two or three after dinner, ‘The kind T aet’htm are just splendid about giving off amoke and ashes—You can, breathe in the same room, and the ashes are ae big as cinders—positively they vr mhey have a very unusual emell, too, It makes you think of burning rub~ tun ike when you are one trolley car and the insertion, or whatever it ia, peter the car catches on fire, Mr. Quiver inslsts on calling them ‘burnt fuses, butt know that isn't right, for I distinctly remember the label on the box sald Per ae the ‘Sackeloth and Ashes Brand, Wspecially Recommended to Smokers Lent.’ Observing Uenow what Ill do with that ash tray now—Keep St, I guess, Tt was Mrs, Putnam Asunda, the little widow, who proposed playing for money. Oh, yee, we took her in to fill a vacancy, although Mra, Colefest did object, She yea, you reniember, that she cuught Mrs. Putman Asunda ¢miling at Mr. Cole~ fect'cn = Hoboken car. Did you ever see Mr, Colefeet? Well, if you ever dia Jou wouldn't blame her for smiling at him, I'm only surprised she @idn't laugh Might out loud. But, anyhow, we took Mrs, Putnam Asunda in, just to epite Mes leteot. Colelgncta got Mrs. Gabalong’s place. Oh, yes, Mrs, Gabalong 1s still in the sanitarium with nervous prostration, Her husband had the nerve to say it was brought on by playing ridge, and now he has admitted ‘himself that she had® tecret domestic sorrow. I don't exactly understand {t myself—but he sala that he didn't speak to her for days at « time, and when somebody asked him if they’ had quarrelled he ead: ‘No, it wasn’t that; it was only because he hated to tnter- i rupt.' I wonder what he, meant?, But, anyway, I don't. think. {t's anything te’ | laugh over, and so I told Mr, Quiver when he repeated it amd burst out laug! i ,

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