The evening world. Newspaper, August 10, 1908, Page 8

4 2 PRT ne een +o t The New Napoleon. INASMUCH AS NAPOLEON IS DEAD AND CAN'T OBJECT | AM GOING TO FIX UP A COMPARISON BETWEGN NAPOLEON AND CHARLES F. MURPHY.—Senator P. H. McCarren in Saturday's Evening World The” Evening World Daily Magazine, } The als) World, Podlished Daily Hxcept Sunday by the Pross Publishing Company, Nos, 53 to 68 Park Row, New York J. ANGUS SHAW, 80.71 . 1 Bast 12d 81 £01 Went 117th Ste ek t JOSEPH PULITZER, Pre By Maurice Ketten. Post-Office at New York as Second: ' Entered at t Mat) Matter. Wubscription Rates to The Evening | and the Continent and World for the Unitea States All Ce es in the International and Canada. Postal Union, Yd ¢ Year : $3.50 | One Year i‘ ea 7 Y, ne Mont 30 One Month +8 FY VOLUME 49... .NO. i7,156. | WANTED, AN ARISTOPHANES. CCORDING to the announcements of the theatrical managers the dra- matic novelty of the season will be Rostand’s new farm play, “Chanti- cleer,” all the characters: in whici} are birds or animals, A barnyard cock is the hero of the drama and a) \\ golden pheasant of fgorgeous plum- \ age the heroine. A watchdog plays | apart, but no human figure appears the stage. The plot turns‘on the) simple jealousies of the barnyard. Representations of animals on the} Stage have always found favor with audiences, Witness the heifer, the Peter Pan dog and the popular vaudeville roosters, leer” will be amusing. It will undoubtedly make a hit, But the great originater of bird and animal pl ! amade them something more than amusing. He made them vehicles for the exposure of corruption and a pillory for demagogues, He held up the follies and vices of the Athenians to ridicule and lashed their bosses fand their thieving public officials with his His ‘wasps and his “fi croaked to some purpose. There were nightingales and] pheasants i uys, but the characters which gave them strength were} the birds and beasts that typi nal or predatory instincts in humanity. “Chanitel will have its imitators. What a field there is in New York for an Aristophanes who could give us the old satiric comedy with| ‘a local application! There would be no lack of characters for a play Tike his “Birds’—of ravens and rooks in the public service, of jackdaws and hawks, the cormorants of finance, the buzzards of traction raseality, hoopoes, pelicans, screech owls and what not. The trouble would be to| Provide room on the stage for the multitude of birds and beasts needed, to give a faithful representation of the human comedy of corruption. | SAS 5, on Such a playwright would ina the Cleens not dead bur su for the good of the State,” or for that of the stockholders and polic) holders. Demus, the people, is still playing the old role of “watchin; them stealing and pretending not to see, and then compelling them to dis- gorge, putting the ballot box like a probe down their throats.’ How ex- actly the parallel fits after twenty-two centuries! ‘Did You Ever Take the Children to the Office to Show Them Off? And Did You Strike the Same Deal That Was Handed to Mr. Jarr? right lad his age 1 boy, Who was Ured of being teased and t ponder: By Roy L. McCardell, The lesser birds of prey continue to fatten on the crumbs—teneti- 46 [TUINE bow! said the boos. j iene Vat omaareemateaeiate ciaries of department salary grabs, of land condemnation extortion, of aula ew poss. ting 3 aire,” 1 Jenkins dock lease favoritism. The sycophants, otherwise the political parasites Mr. Jarr told him. Fre GSP PEAT PE ROE piy their trade. All the materials at the command of the ancient drama- eODL Bold the oad. Epes : a nice place, isn’t ! and el this morning and [ sup; dist are at hand for the use of a local Aristophanes, No," said the child, and wiwaya It was adulterated and ie him sick” valid Mr. A play of “The Birds” on these lines would make a hit in a double wi J tone sense. It would, perhops, be too serious to amuse. But It would be aj bus ae edad ane oe fe drama the public would go to see if only to recognize the types of birds hee ‘ pee : i \ 1 said Jen- for which they h ndividually been the object of prey, ther the da: hls rts injustice was only the petty larceny of double carfares or the greater in- i ' spunk WEE Ce Ip fury of a trust violated. Playwrights have dealt with every problem ot The centre of so m t M M t 80 too, wh Feealal tira aithdaver naccioncdivare erie) Grivwa'eye saj| Mercial activity consisted of a porter wat uid 00, whe social life, with love, passion, divorce and infidelity They have produced) ie of goods on a hand truck, while Mr. Jarr mac dalle ye of the Serious dramas of great power. But the drama of satire has been largely | out bill of lad : : , HR CET sestricted to light themes. The powerful use Aristophanes made of it to] 3%" eae eat eee Poa Faia er s age ey never had a arraign corruption and hold rascal- | life. Remember, always be hi : ih cae See i UI " a a8 Pe Ah er Here the boss turned to Jenkins, the bookkeeper fi ! Well, work here," sald Jenkins, “but 2 Sty and incompetence up to censure EIR run would y kids here, Tt don't pay to be on Still holds good as an example for “I¢ you haven't the pure woollens in t si with the y that's here, from the 1 g } r profitable imitation, é es rn ee k t PEP \ Jarr ting away early that Let us heve our Cleons, our and tf they do say it's a L with him, Jenkins + ¢ t i : ' < ave discharged h nee and said ffraction lords, all the company of are alle PE Gey oe t TEM saa euale Ao nuPAA CTT 4 ‘ i And,” ¢ ed the boss arding Jare’s me it eh a pum that franchise exploiters, insurance Htule bow blondly, “and alwaye be truthful, A the only way 1) make him come home : nal esti lar Base ness reputation must be founded and sustaine yur old man ris to make ren along?” sharks, real estate bo xllers, office Tne uuatroswiotatrith But Smith's opinion wa Wttle thing like holding incampetents, on the stage {sa bright lad, a bright Ind.” continued the boss "I wouldn't e your mouth!’ said that wouldn't stop Ed Jarr, along with their victims in the lu- | dicrous guise of the members of R dd th R t the bird world to which their traits | e MA e 00 er. uh es By George Hopf. of character correspond. An even- ing spent in their society at the theatre would provide something more} than momentary entertainment. ~ Letters from the People. — HPlectric 5 YES,GOING To CLOSE UP SHOP, AND GIVE ALL RN ACAUION AH, BAILEY, HELLO: I GOING OUT OF TOWN FOR A FEW 6 [LIKE OE 6055 15 PEE LOOKS] GEE LOOKS HuLLY | GEE,AM | | OREAMIN’) ould be Induced te that kind of pet muzzled dog STUNG Yes, If Not a Restdent, "Tp the Fallt Iw avoid t an cle from ha does it freshen the air of t dead to cold ¢ breez of Thi nk World: | ake eid aot to rage license aS querias may 50 J married in the State of New Z - heard them dls M. E OW! \| WAS GOING To Ta ey} no one who ¢ nswer t t In the World Almanac, eS , j fa n, i . € a) up to vour renders SRM. to one setitor of he Rvenine World I] g¢s 7 GAMES:6| ‘Gy Hay? GING OUCLANVAG Te RCATTENN VE mast _ Ht ts Pronounced “Pell Mell Mira ea 00 A Mian oe WHEE | | NS | ee sea hae No pee aie NS ok tle Has ape nail y . CRU RTEE B) aha MEANING) > t 5 i VAS ried iM RBG ney se) | a SAcoLo LN ARRACKS OL Landlords, Attentio n a | \ [WORLO MAN-COME Now Go the FAltor of The Evening World e falls MEET ITo, fl “ summer, A druggist if Would it not be a good idea, instead of muzzling dogs, to compel owners of ervton-bugs and roaches to Ueense for each and muszle them? There them in my fiat. T x Jandiord. 1 know cause th® Now Yorkers not criminally fyolish @pparently clean flat we have just rent-) stiok indoors the way we do for Hen ed Was full of them on our arrival Tec of the year? It Js mood for the Gta-gure dt the Board of Health oom! {aie Buk & mista fs qth prescriptions, &c., r. Beth mye the | mmer people stay erefore need no a rule’ If this Is true pay a every one, or ire Monday, August 10, 1908; Great Love Stories of History By Albert Payson Terhune No, 20—LEICESTER AND AMY ROBSART. MY ROBSART was a pretty country girl, daughter of a wealthy of knight who lived in Berkshire, England. While a mere child ebe was betrothed to Robert Dudley, one of the many sons of the crafty, Duke of Northumberland. The Duke worked hard for his own family's ad> vancement, He arranged a marriage between one of his sons Guilford Dudley, and Lady Jane Grey, cousin to King Edward VI, af England. In this series the story of Lady Jane Grey has been told, Northumberland persuaded Edward VI. to bequeath the throne to her. As a result Jane, Guilford and Northumberland were all three beheaded. Northumberland’s father had already been beheaded by Henry VIII, for unlawful use of | power. It was while trying to arrange for his family's welfare that the Duke arranged the marriage between his handsomest, cleverest son, Robert, and rich Sir John Robsart’s daughter, Amy. It seemed at the time a good match. for Robert did not then dream of the rank that was later to be his, Amy loved him devotedly, and he seems to have been fond of her in his own selfish way, The early years of their married life—they were scarcely more than boy and girl—were passed happily in quiet Berkshire. Amy was more than content to lead a simple country ex» istence with her handsome young husband. But politics] temptations soon drew them apart. Robert received-an office at court under Quees Mary. Then Mary died, and her sister, Elizabeth, came to the English throne, Elizabeth, though she , sr married, had an eye for handsome, clever men. and often gave them eher positions at court than she bestowed on persons of real merit. Duly knew this trait of the Queen's and resolved to profit by it. Leaving his Jy little wife at Cumnor Hall in Berkshire, he took up his residence 1t Jon and devoted himself to winning fickle Elizabeth's favor, He suce ceeded, She loaded him with wealth and titles, and undoubtedly fell deeply in love with him, Then it was that Robert's ambition took a new and | eudactously high flight Elizabeth was unmarried. She loved Robert, and he had more !1- fence over her than had any other living man. Why not marry her aud rise at a bound to the dazzling rank of Prince Consort? The {dea was daring, yet it seemed plausible. Only one obstacle appeared to block Rob- jert’s path to greatness He already had a wife | Amy meanwhile lived on, lonely and neglected, at Cumnor Hall, hoping ever that her adored husband would tire of court life and come back to her, She suspected nothing of his new p! . hot even when one or two unsuce cessful attempts were made to p These attempts failing, {t was necessary to use surer means. Such me were employed, and the finger of suspicion points strongly to Robert as instigator of the whole crime. One morning In 1560 Amy found dead, her neck broken, The re- port was given out that she h fallen do a flight of stairs, A story that is more generally believed is that she was told her husband was at last coming to see her, and that as she ran delightedly to the stairway to greet him a trap door (previously loosened by some of Robert's servants) gave way under her feet, hurling her te the floor below end killing her, In any case the faithful, trusting girl wes dead, and Robert was left free to | marry Elizabeth—if he could. But often the best laid plans meet with an unexpected hitch, For some reason Elizabeth refused to wed this man she professed to love above all Orn A Boy and Girl Love Affair. the world. Strong as was her affection for Robert, her selfishness was probe stronger, and she did not relish the idea ——owe—o—rrr"'®—oof, sharing her royal power with any one. At any A Crime That rate, she remained single, and Amy Robsirt's vile Was Useless. murder was all in vain, Yet Elizabeth continued to shower favots on Robert. She made him a e him the gr castle of Knight of the Garter, gay Kenilworth, and in 1564 created him Earl of Leicester, As years went on she raised him continually to hi higher posts of honor. Robert had ambition without ability. Therefore he made more or less of a fallure lof every enterprise or diplomatic task allotted him and was hated by the people. All of which did not dim Elizabeth's « fection nor open her eyes to the man’s true character. In 1 rl of Leicester secretly married }a widow whose husbargl he was 5 yoisoned, Elizabeth at last was aroused against her favorite, She threatened to have him cast into suspicion of poisoning, but for daring to prefer another Yet she later forgave him, and he remained one of her | | prison—not op | woman to herself. | foremost advisers until his death in 1587. | In Sir Walter Scott's novel, Kenilworth,” Amy Robsart is represented ‘ae confronting Elizabeth at Leicester's castle in 157 he chief flaw in Scott’s version Is that Amy had been killed fifteen y earlier, and that Elizabeth in all probability never saw the unlucky girl. Missing numbers of this sertes WIIl be supplied npon application Cireulation Department, Evening World, upon recetpt of one-cent {stamp. Diary of a Stamford Commuter. riding on one of the New York, New tamford, that beau- | {—The numerous thrills rec Haven and Hartford express t tiful suburb of Cos Cob, should become » of the evolution of railroad travel. the conductor waves his yanshee, 2—With a loud ery, like tae wall of the nd, and Ww 3—Three m anot hock, a lo the alrbrake has busted are off , another shock, and still ive gone fifteen feet, and ’ apse, sul “t aguin, and now we jess cannot tall whether noise of the reverbera- and we the da 4-Twenty minutes elapse, anothe and enter the cavernous mouth of t we are travelling 60) miles an hour or not, but from ton we conelude that we are, tha wall, and once more we stop and 6S) enly there Is a shriek, é ng ire plunged in darkness, A few untravelled passe turn pale, but the old- ! with the aid 9 w candles, resume their gumes of bid whist witho\¢ 1 stopped, for familiarity breeds co r real danger. that th ain had rt aWwar it be a slight decrease in speed tempt, whether = nn minutes more elapse, and then once more the cars are floods with ow light, and the whirr of the motors strikes pleasantly on the eat, t, but with inereasing speed, the train begins to move, and afte, Slowly at first, { ( fifteen minules emerges once more Into the light of day, We have reached the end of the tunnel, | 7—At length we reach the Harlem bridge, and, noticing a clock in a tower in the west, We learn that we have travelled safely the three and a half miles lin fifty-flve minutes, | g-soon we begin to pass through the suburbs, and the train begins to accelerate. We reach the Bronx safely, and then Mount Vernon, but not before ye witnessed two Innings of @ baseball game at Pelham, waiting for @ we | , loaded with a cargo of untold wealth, to pass us and get the , freight tra |iight of way. 9-Once more we start, and reach Rye without further mishap, and as we pass through this city we notice a slight diminishing of the speed, and midway between there and Port Chester we stop, and the brakeman informs us that |“there is no juice.” and think Kindly of our wives keeping the dinner hot, or letting it get cold, so It can be warmed over, and then we decide that tt ‘iq a gold-up dame, and the only way the Consolidated can collect more fare from ug is to make us take the trolley. | 44-Wwe would willingly pay the extra to stay on the train and get home, put it tx not to be, so we gel off, walk a mile through the woods and flelda, and lreach the road where the trolley passes. relleved of 15 cents more, and finally we reach out homes 40-AWe walt an hour 42—Then we in Stamford at 9 o'clock, 43—We have travelled thirty-four miles in four hours. P, S$.—The lightning express gets futce as soon as we have all hiked out to the trolley, and gets Into the stetion an hour ahead of us 2+ His Painting for a Shroud. Hb late 0. If. P. Belmont,” said a New York picture dealer, “wae @ £018 profound admirer of the painter Turner, He liked espectally Tarneia ‘Carthage, and one day he told me an odd story about it. | purner,’ he sald, “kept ‘Carthage’ for years, If you wented to buy tt, he'd ‘ak you £500; on your acceptance, he'd say on second thought he must ask you nitely. whout his corpse. One day he said to Chantrey, his executor: “‘Ohantrey, !f in my will I order you to bury me like that, with ‘Carthage’ for my shroud, you will obey, won't you?’ |“ ‘Gertainiy, said Chantrey, ‘I'll bury you rolled up in your picture, if ft te ‘one of the conditions of your will, and the next dey, I'll dig you up and ‘purner for years declared that he would be buried with ‘Carthage’ wrapped 9 og Ae, Ny do® ng, ent. £1, and If you again accepted, the price would go up to £1,000, 89 on indete!5} 9 «