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i The Evening Tie Buottshea Daily Except Sunday by the Press Publishing Company, Nos. 58 to 63 be Park Row, New York. S SOSEPH PULITZER, Pres., 1 Ea J. ANGUS SHAW, See.-Trens,, 201 4 Sew York as Second-C Entered at the Post-Office at Bubscription Rates to the Canada. For Evening Worid for the tine United States. One year. 7 in $3.50 .80 | One month... «NO. 16,943. WOWMUMESSic,cocstesceccevecice.) . —_—— WOMEN AND VERACITY. OT one woman in a thousand tells lies The essential element of a lie, or the riminal intent,” as District-Attor- ney Jerome would put it, is the knowing purpose to depart from the truth. When a man departs from the truth he usually does so on pur- pose. When a woman strays from the path of strictest veracity it is not because she intended to, but because she believes wha’ YS. Col. J. Hamilton Lewis has been making remarks to the Northwest- em University Law School, in which he says on the authority of Horace that “an oath means nothing to a woman.” This is a half truth. Most women so thoroughly believe in themselves, in their ow Powers of observation and conversation, that whatever they hear them- Selves say they believe to be true, and if any one else says anything dif- ferent, the other party is necessarily wrong. When a woman goes on the witness stand and testifies to some- thing which is not true she is really not committing perjury, because she hhelieves what she says. When a girl is testifying for her lover, or a mother for her son, or a wife for her husband, the deviation from truth- ful accuracy is not conscious, but unconscious. Women habitually confuse their impressions and desires with the facts. Whatever a woman wishes to have she believes she should have, and anything which stands in the way is to her an obnoxious wrong. When a son is accused ot drunkenness or burglary the mother knows that above all else in the ‘world she wants her son to be a ‘good and pure man, and, therefore, he must be, and the charges against him are false. No girl really and thoroughly loves a man unless he is ideal to her. His very qualities which may be faults to other People are so viewed by her as to be virtues in her sight. This is the reason why the worst way to get a good girl to drop a man is to attack him to her. The more he is attacked the more false she thinks other people are to him and the more true she will be. Women’s statements are based more on emotion than on observa- If a woman saw the same dress on two other women, one of tion. whom was a friend and the other was not, the likelihood is that she would think it becoming to her friend and unbecoming to her enemy. Through this emotional process feminine gossip grows. The woman who repeats a statement with additions believes the ad- Uitions even more than the original statement, because they are of her own creation. A fact cannot grow in the telling, but the smallest fact tan be made a huge snowball by having added to it the successive im- fressions of successive hearers. The best thing that Col. J. Hamilton Lewis or any other law lec- turer can do is to advise his male students never to be surprised by any- thing that a woman does or says, and to rely on the one rule that no, natter what a man expects a woman to do she will do something else. Letters from the People. per. Army Problem, To the Editor of The Evening World What reader can solve th fn arithmetic if possible She has to dre: ner place and needs keep pace With the wear and tear of the store. zn | She begine with about five or six dol- ers nore t army twenty-five miles long and it] lars, and It is often fi marches twenty-five miles a day A | bet she can make ${1. a courier rides from the front of the a stenographer, whose educ army, when {t begins its march, and | must be hi Gannotleetian ten rides to the rear of the army and im- eis as competent tn mediately returns to the front and ar- rives there just as the army pleted its march of twenty-five m ‘How many miles has the courier ridden? | increase J. A, West Brighton, 8. I Wants Cure for Insomn! "To the Editor of The Evening World I suffer terribly from insomnia people of my acquaintance are lik affiicted with this curse of sleepl To the Editor of The Ev Can no one suggest a good, sensible,| Where did family n: tharmless cure? I don't mean drugs or|It seems to me that thi com- Family Names. medicines, but some course of exercise, | teresting subject fa a diet or other common sense way of win-| Family names usually originated from ning sleep? ‘There must be some such! the trade of the original bearer ime and @ome people must have tied It vith} “Carter” or “Go: success. SUSEPLESS. | ‘or ther's name (as place of birth (as * jor from hi Teacher va. Saleuworar, to keep “John's World Daily Magazine, Friday, January 10, Happy as a Clam! | By Maurice Ketten. | No. 35.—CIVIL WAR—Part 111,.—Merrimac and Monitor. ROM the fleet of five Union men-o'-war riding in Hampton Roads, off F Fort Monroe, Va., on the morning of March §, 181 amazement as there bore down upon them the ;seen or dreamed of. The newcomer, at first glance, looked like an irom BROOKLYN barn roof mounted on a low ship hull. She was propelled by chit xan) TUNNEL | the sides of her “roof” were pierced by gun ports. She floated the Confed- BABY CARRIAGES) ‘erate flag and darted with silent swiftness toward the five Federal warships. ToTHE RIGHT i The queer craft was the former United States frigate Merrimac, sunk when the Norfolk Navy Yard was abandoned. The Confederates had raised her, renamed her the Virginia, and by covering her with metal sheathing had converted her into the first !ronclad ssel ever launched. In early ages rude galleys rowed by naked slaves had been jused for sea fights. Then had come the gilded, high decked floating forts of the middle ages, After these the trim, fast frigates, armed brigs and sloops. But the Merrimac’s exploits were forever to end the day of the wooden warship and to pave the way for the present armored fighting machine. Such projectiles as are now in use would have ripped the Merrimac to pieces in a single volley. For projectiles have ever kept pace with armor. But in 1862 missiles were not propelled by ‘modern high power explosives. The fifty gun steam frigate Congress, of the Union fleet, dashed at the Merrimac and delivered a crashing broadside at quarter mile range. The storm of shots glanced harmlessly off the metal sheathing, and the Mer- rimac replied with a volley which crippled the Congress and drove her aground. Next the United States fift un frigate Cumberland attacked the stranger, every port hole hurling forth shot and shell. The Merrimac, unhurt, drove her sharp fron beak into the frigate’s wooden side. Down sank the the Cumberland? Cumberland (the United States flag still flying deti- —? antly at her masthead), firing one farewell broadside as the waters poured over her gun deck. ; The Merrimac now had a moment to spare for the crippled Congress. Turning upon the disabled, burning ship, the fronclad forced her to sur- |render. The fifty gun frigate Minnesota was the next object of the strang- er’s attack. But the frigate ran aground out of range. The Merrimac steamed away for the night, but by dawn next day was back again to finish the work of destruction. The news of her first day’s achievements spread terror through the North. Such a vessel might well pass every |fort or fleet unscathed, and even bombard Washington, Boston or New York. There seemed no way to check her resistless progress. At sunrise the Merrimac re-entered Hampton Roads and nfade at once for the Minne- |sota, which had been floated again during the night. The frigate’s fate |seemed certain. But as she pluckily prepared to meet certain annihilation from her ironclad foe another vessel slipped between the two, a vessel flying Old Glory and of so amazing an appearance as to cause a yell of astonishment to rise from the Merrimac’s crew. Some one shouted at | tent of her: “See the Yankee cheesebox on a raft!" And the description was not inappropriate. The craft had the aspect. of a flat, oval board, with a round nine foot gun turret rising from the centre. This iron cylindrical turret was the only rt that rose above water. Bobbing about as it did, the cylinder offered practically no mark for artillery. The “cheesebox on a raft" was named the Monitor. When the Government had learned the Confederates were building an ironclad, naval experts at the North had set secretly to work in mad haste to construct a vessel fit to cope with it. John Ericsson, a Swedish engineer, had de- signed the Monitor. She had been bu sent South under command of Capt. J. Worden in such haste that not ‘even a trial trip had been made. As it was, she arrived on the scene a day later than her enemy, but in time to save all the Hampton Roads fleet except the Congress and Cumberland. Now she and the Merrimac were at death grips; the fate of Lincoln's coast blockade, of the navy, perhaps of |the war itself, hanging on the result. | The Merrimac opened the battle by banging away with her bow guna at the Monitor's elusive litle turret. No harm was done. Such shots as struck could only glance harmlessly off the turret’s thick, rounded surface. The Monitor carried one of the heaviest guns then invented. She sent in an eleven inch shot that jarred the Merrimac from stem to stern. The Merrimac hurled a second deadly broadside at close quarters. But all the effect produced by it was to loosen one or two of the “cheesebox’s” top plates, war V sailing wooden eee OOOO } Sinking of j \- A Quiet Tip From Mr. Jarr to All Poker-Playing Husbands: | Never Give Up in Advance When Trying to Square Yourselt. ‘thad a gaine iy New Year.’ Then the Monitor began to fight in earnest. As her foe's repeated | | “Ah, we've got to get home to dinner,” said Mr. Jarr. “I'm hungry. We 8" broadsides whizzed around her the Northern ironclad at every opportunity | By Roy L. McCardell, jou ie ck here af upper and p a le.” (You see, his intentions were ‘ @ pumped home one of those terrific eleven inch shots. cae an ert Ap we yawn. | 6008) OEE i urderous accuracy the Monitor bombard (5) ReBIS cia 2 ac aa Jatt sy Oh, will we? said Mr. Rangle. “I'll bet { we go home there Isn't one of } Strangest Duel } eee oe fa yeneaMen aeeeetall banied Mr, Jarr, Mr. Rangle two 0 EERO ES Cec ET oo" strained under that unerring fusillade. Seeing she stepped into Gus's Place to ex¢ gs and salu-| Foeahinelothenkaretcnes was beaten, the Southern vessel wheeled, retreated and bore down upon tations. It was just for a mi : , When Mr. Jarr had been set back for a dollar twenty forthe the Minnesota, whose crew, wholly unprepared for such a move, were nd, and although they sat i om marked senor Office” flew open and Mr. Jimmy Allersin blew in, | Watching, open mouthed, the weird duel of the iron monsters. Yet the wr of “Office,” they did not bother to t e oy na play * asked Mr. Allersin, “Pinochle? Say, why don't you old Minnesota replied with a useless broadside to a volley that set her on fire, of the party had happened to mention that he had played jadies knit tidies? Play a man’s game; play bridge.” Before the Merrimac could complete the frigate's destruction the Mon- the New Year in at poker. | “Never played it; it's @ eoctety stunt," said Mr. Rangle. {tor had again slipped between the Southerner and her prey, boring into ‘Not for mine, elther,” said Mr. Rangle, rubbing his “You can lose more than you can at poker,” said Allersin. the Merrimac as before with the mighty eleven inch gun. The Merrimac chin across his cane. “I never saw a poker crowd—a set} ‘s play a little poker and let Allersin tn,’ suggested Mr. Jarr. “What)ran aground, but succeeded in getting off and steamed down the bay in of frie that played toge r oon certain We can s at 10 o'clock just the same.” full retreat, the Monitor at her heels. The Merrimac turned once and tried didn’t bust up finally !n some unpleasant row “Let her go!” said the rest. to run down the Monitor, but only succeeded in breaking her own fron can't afford to lose, and why should I want to take my So Mr, Allersin sat in and from the first hand commenced to eat ‘em alive; beak. Then once more the Merrimac fied, utterly beaten, her wonderful ‘At 10 o'clock the whole bune: Snively, ‘but poker from five to fifteen dollars. ng to get back jacks,” ! friends’ money?” “I'm not so uns ‘is an awful waste o except Allersin were in the box for sums ranging armor smashed and rent open, her stacks and pipes ripped up and riddled, They clutched thelr cards closer and made it “‘all/ her huge timbers crushed, her stem twisted, her gun muzzles torn away, She was no longer the Terror of the Seas. Two months later the Confed- lock saw Allersin far In the lead and the rest determined to stick till | erates destroyed her. yh about my friends’ money,” said Mr time. If you are losing you hold on try square, and if you are winning you stick on, hoping to win more, or being One o' ashamed to get cold feet and quit your friends dead with their dough.” they got thelr money back if it took tll spring. Gus closed the place and took |“ ‘This victory roused wild enthusiasm in the North. It also sounded the | “And you drink too much,” sald Mr. Gote, “Of cou: men playing per a hand himself, lgeath knell of the wooden fighting ablp and was destined to revolutionize At dawn six tired men with faltering feet started homeward. Allersin was three doliars ahead, Hickett four dollars out and the rest were about even. Mr. Jarr stood at his good wife's bedside just as the sun came up. “gan | ‘he said. “Don't get mad now; I got in a little game and won twenty, ars, Here it 1s." 5 Without opening her eyes or answering Mrs. Jarr clutched the money he had | not won and thrust tt under her pillow. “Say, ain't you going to speak to me?” asked Mr. Jarr. ‘There was no answer, And the latest from the seat of war is that she hasn't spoken to him yet. n the cards keeps ake you shaky and never get soused, no matter how much they drink, The | warfare. you sober, but the next day all the drinks you have The Color Schemes of Gowns. By Worth, the Paris Milliner. WILL not insult the intelligence of my audience by insisting upon the now exploded theory that there are certain colors exclusively dedicated to the brunette, and others the Sole possession of the blonde,” says | Worch, of Paris, in Hanper's Bazar for February. “When crude dyes only wero “| obtainable, it was perhaps necessary to say to the dark woman, ‘For you there ‘Miss Lonely Won’t Let Up on Mr. Man 3& sy By F.G.Lon ino ote clr tare ereh anh ra, Une V08 mit Wek rs “And what's the good of it?” sald Mr. Snively. “If you play long enough, r sure good thing, you come out square. That is, I mean, in | the u take a bunch of good players and let them play, say, every | Saturday night for a year, and at the end of the year you'll find you've come out about even." “Not if there Is a kitty, and there always fs a kitty,” said Mr. Jarr, "In | the long run the kitty gets it all. Nothing doing In the poker thing for mine.”’ | | “Let's have a Uttle pinochle game, just a couple of hands,” sad Mr. Rangle righ “But now contemplate the nuances of every dye; contemplate. too, the changes that are rung on the definition ‘brunette’ and ‘blonde.’ Besides, it there 4s one point upon which women are usually good judges for themselves it is olor. ‘i Savane, however, roughly speaking, white is for everybody. mauve for the \very fair, blue for the brunette, and red for the blonde, I would add that age should be circumspect in a decision as to color schemes, With white, black, gray and purple at her command, why should the woman of sixty insist upon pink, which fs certain to make her appear years and years older than she really Youre Gang To) = ( COME-YOURE ZEA ar aa ae UaiL- Yau ~——~s ance fac, [SWAY (Now'I Dour vust) LETS TAKEAD WCE GES) 3 ON Tee You Look SO NOBLE IN ay | g Your BRASS BUTTONS. DONT YOU EVER FEEL F_ TAX AB.) ist" —eEeEeEE————e F I were compelled to choose a wife from among the heroines of flotion, my heroine, if I am to be monogamous, {s certainly Sophia in ‘Tom Jones," that peerless lady who was Fielding’s wife, Happy Harry Fleld~ her, and If to want to Itheral education of knowing Sophia has wanted to marry her, marry a woman makes her your favorite heroine, then Sophia would assoredly ‘be elected by a vast majority of votes, But, in real life, any man who knew | Wives From Heroines of Fiction. ing! though, perhaps, it needed all Sophia's humor, good humor, an@ both Sophia and Beatrix Esmond would have been captured by Beatrix. The By Andrew Lang. I sense to be equally blessed in her lord. Every man who has had the thing could not occur; the most fascinating girl in fiction (not counting Shaxe- HURRY— Tt musr To the Editor of The Evening %4" | son’ &0.) | speare's women) was the elderly Haroness de Hernateln, when Sophia was in her I differ with Student, wh» hat Changes! of) Climate bloom, in 1745, She captured the hearts of men even us eklerly women with ah teachers of New York are poorly paid. ‘ luring attainments attract to-day. Bewltching madcaps of fiction entertain une It every girl who works could get a) 7th ening World learned youth, but men of mark spend time only with those heroines who per teacher's pay she woulé de very happy. |_ Wh ntifle reader can explat form worthy feats, They like in thelr reading the same qualities they demand A beginner gets about @) a month, ™e W e winters nowadays ara \in Hfe.—From the Chicago Tribune which amounts to about $11. a week, Hine h milder es 1 begin so m later | ee increase every six months unt!! than of old? I am only fifty-one, yet ’ aeinacants Tesched, Besides this, {I can well remember when it used to | Edison’s Advice to Boys. the hours are only from 830 A. M. to 3 /b¢ an exception not to have snow in SHOULD lke every boy Interested in electricity to hear what ‘Thomas ewe with Gatuniays| and) holidays, not}or near New York on Thanksgiving, and <I ‘A. Edison once sald to me when I was a boy working in his laborator Repmpaee encom recetipnices oral sa Whe o Tarpon. Chriatmea’ “waa 6 {es," writes Joseph H. Adams In the introduction to his “Harper's Elece @ays when absent for any cause what-| rarity. Cold waves from November tv tricity Book for Boys.” "I often recall it when things do not go Just right at ever. Now, for instance, take the sales-| April were the rule, not the exception first, I asked the great inventor one day if invention was not made up largely woman whose hours are from 7.45 till No one. I denv that the of inspiration. He looked at me quizsically for a moment, and then replied: Pea cas. oie Dolaey: neenon aie: (s||sensons—oa7 are Unperg os |"My boy, I have little use for a man who works on inspiration, Invention i@ often obliged to stay at work till ll or ing a decidedly marked change. Why? ee parte of ineplration and 0 per cent. perapiratien.' ” BP. M. and gots only % cents for sup- And to what will it lead? OM. a a ee | |