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yg . Motifying him of his peril. Following is a literal transcript of such a _ The Evenin g World Che World, @Pebitshed Dally Hxcept Sunday by the Press Publishing Company, Nos. 58 te 6 Park Row, New York QOREPE PULITZER, Proa., 1 Kast 184 Birers, J. ANGUS BELAW, Bec, Treas, 201 West 1170) rte felons tall ib u Entered at the Post-OMica at New York as Second-Class Mall Matter @obscription Rates to The Evening | For England and the Continent orld for the Unitea States All Countries in the In and Canada al U oe Yaa Ine Mon and 1 8.50 One Year. BO One Month $B . 3 NO, 17,179. A REMEDY FOR SPEED LUNACY. | | UTOMOBILE — speedmania — con- tinues to defy all corrective meas- ures, Fines do not curb it, thougn , they have increased In severity, since the time when a ten dollar gold | ip! piece was jauntily flipped on the | Ik court clerk’s desk. Rare and infre- | quent jail sentences, like the com-| mendable one ir, Jamaica yesterday, | have not diminished it. Traps on} the highway do not stop it; polite agents of automobile associations A meet the flying car at a safe dis- tance from the point of ambush and present the motorist with cards cautionary notice: | WARNING. | SPEED TRAP AHEAD! You are warned that a speed trap exists on this road just ahead. Go ery slow until you pass danger point. This warning {s issued by the NEW JERSEY AUTOMOBILE AND MOTOR CLUB. All the stratagems of country constables have failed to check the evil. The farmer with his pitchfork has failed. The warnings of the Stamford police and citizens’ threats of personal vengeance did not re- strain Tyson; his car “got its man.” Officials of the Long Island Rail- road, to enforce speed moderation, have devised hummocks of concrete | a foot high on either side of grade crossings, This is a questionable method of restraint. Motor cars have the same road rights as other | vehicles, and an interesting legal point could be raised in the case of in-| juries to a car or its occupants due to these artificial elevations, Other remedies having proved useless there remains the plan of Tecognizing speedmania as a form of lunacy and proceeding against! those who are affected by it as lunatics, It is as much a manifestation of mental derangement as paranoia, and it should be dealt with by lunacy commissions. The sanity of the man who scatters money about in the streets or throws plates across a dining-room is inquired into; why not that of the speedmaniac? He has too long enjoyed an im- munity denied to others who show symptoms of aberration, Speedmania is a form of dementia Americana. Its victims are afflicted with a succession of brainstorms proportionate in the frequency of the explosion to the power of their cars. This mania is the more dangerous because, while other persons suffering from delusions occa- Sionally commit homicidal acts, they are morally certain to do so in the end. They should be treated as mental suspects. The courts should be empowered on the petition of citizens to appoint commissions in lunacy to examine them and determine whether the motorist com: | plained of is fit to be at large. The creation of a State Automobile | Lunacy Commission would expedite the hearing of such cases, By May. Way co) “Oh, I don't tried it. vants see you | won't waste . m jthat get along, take advantage of low prices and lay = “you get everything I make,” sald Mr. Jarr.| live in a flat, the landlord bays the coal.’ The remedy may seem drastic, but it is a time for drastic remedies, | 2, thelr coal.” “And that's just what Hetty Green says—the wom- "Yes," sald Mr. Jarr, “but it's charged for in the afl others having failed to protect society Suppose you mean to say that I'm not shrewd,” | on of this country are not fled rent.’ ‘Then ne heaved a sigh and suffered Rangle ety against the ravages of speed-|said Mrs. Jarr | would be the price of @ ton and a half saved. jeconomy in buying large quantities of anything. If you buy @ bot of coffee or sugar just be- cause it's cheap during @ sale at one of the big stores | half of {t's wasted. to run through with it, and ther | that way. Besides, you have spent a lot of money you need for other things.” "I was talking about coal,” sald Mr, Jarr. Daily Magazine, Signs of the Zod ac---No. By M De Wednesday, bt Zayas. Hitt The Jarrs Discuss the Price of Coal and Talk Economy; Mrs. Jarr Cries a Bit and Mr. Jarr Takes His Troubles to Gus’s. int Way don't you way that I'm wast-ful ad ex- travegant?” “I didn't say that,” replied Mr. Jarr, “and I was Roy L, McCardell, only talking about things in general But Hetty Green says that the hard times are due t wasteful | she knows about it! said Mrs, Jart,)Green or what she does or what she ry SBE thet they've raised | women.” I the price of coal again’ = "Much sald Mr, Jerr, “and it's bridling up. ‘She never wastes anything. If I had ‘You seem to care a great deal! pped Mrs. now as high as {t will be all her money I wouldn't be going around as shabby | Jarr. “You come telling me what she says, as it I winter, unless, of course, they as she does and live in @ cheap flat and stint my- cared. It's easy enough for rich people to be eco- raise the price again.” | self of all the good things of this life!" nomical because they have money to save. But poor “I don't eee what poor people! “That's her own business,” said Mr. Jarr. ‘It's people have to spend all they make to live. I could are going to do,” sald Mrs.|her money, & she chooses to be frugal it is be economical, too, if I had her money.” Jarr, dismally, “Everything Ser own cone | “You couldn't be economical under any ciroum- dearer, everything higher and! “Well, {f oti spend thelr money and stances!” erled Mr. Jarr, everybody getting less money.” 62t themselves decent clothes—although, goodness | “Well, I've made my bed and T'll lle on it," sald “Ah, paha sald Mr, Jarr knows, I hay got myself a single soe this a Jarr, “It I had married better I'd be better " summer, and I'm ashamed to be seen everywhere— | 0} whee to bad manegenent, Geel n't that thelr business? It's thelr money, and If) “And a0 would I!" nald Mr, Jarr was 6 cents a ton cheaper in Hetty Green clioses to hoard her millions and iook What? What's that you say? asked Mrs. Jarr. wan't folke lay {n, aay, ten tona? That | lke & ragpicker ts that any reason other women And then she sat down and commenced to cry bit: ratal should do likewise? I notice you see when a wom-|terly, and Mr. Jarr, after muttering around a while, an la well dre! T've heard you remark how at-| took his hat and walked out, tractive Mrs, Kittingly looks when she goes out,, “What's the matter with you?” asked his friend and she's al in debt." | Rangle, meeting him on the street. “T never did!" declared Mr. ‘Oh, doggone it!" sald Mr. Jarr. ever notice a wor y dressed, an in torn old duds like she does, even if I am as poor as Tam. At least I have some pride.” ‘Yea, and you have a temper, too,” sald Mr. Jarr, “and you should try to control It. I can’t say a word yer" er women know," replied Mrs. Jarr. ‘There's no I've Jarr stoutly. “If 1 ) whether she's well dressed or, women always fussing with a man when he doesn't d especially if she's weil dressed,| come home, and when he does they do nothing but It makey you sore!” j roast him?" “Why shouldn't !t?” replied Mra, Jarr, "I should! “What you be well dressed because I deserve {t; but no, if I| Rangle have a little money for myself I buy things for, “I think {t began about the price of coal,” 9d Mr iren or the house, and so I never) Jarr | "Gee whiz!” sald Mr. Rangle contemptuou..¥. "You “Why are the It seems to me that when ser- have a lot of anything they just try nothing saved about now?’ asked oeen fussing “Coal in a cellar. the kind Shrewd people, “Why don't you come rght out with "I'd be satisfied if I had het oney or any part of | to lead him Into temptation. mania. The long records of road recklessness of E, R mas and J. H. Tyson, culminating latter in an indictment for man- slaughter, bring home the necessity of extreme measures for an ex- treme abuse. | with the Letters, { rom the Peo ale. A “Rook-Worm" Problem. wit cvlinders). The at Two books are r fr a ae catty: other on a shelf double t : Hie end a half thick. Vol wo is placed C ! : pak before volume one The Ht 2 Dat quarter of ar eate through, s of volum ne. J ff 0. last page of vo t y ed through? {ARRY . Gambling. To the 1 Basler Typewrit To the T writer went 8 don’t “double p dower case for those w . A Little Lesson in Shooting, od AN LET ER AN’ REMEMBER WHEN YER PRACTICE SHOOTIN’ GoTo Some, / DESERT OR BARREN|~ alten it," sald Mrs. Jarr, “and 1 wouldn't be going around but what you take me up. What do I care for Hetty ey By George Hopf September 2, 1908. WODOOIOCODDODODQSOOO!S Fifty Great Love Stories of History By Albert Payson Terhune DOODODDOGIOSHe TOOO00) | NO, 830-GEORGE WASHINGTO. A.D MARTHA CUSTIS. | TWENTY-FIVE-YEAR-OLD Virginia militia colonel—tall, bony and A heavy of build—was carrying despatches one day in 1758 w bis Brite ish commander, The ride was long and the dinner hour was near, There was no parucular haste about the delivery of his despatches, 80 he turned aside to dine at the house of a friend, For Virginia planters im those days Kept “open house” to all their passing friends, and it was no | uncommon thing to see a dozen guests gathered around such a man’s table, The young Colonel found, that day, among other diners at his friend’s home, a pretty, plump young widow, Martha Custis. Mrs, Custis’s husband had died a year earlier, leaving her one of the wealthiest women in America and mistress of a fine old mansion, which, @trangely enough, was known as the “White House.” Mrs. Custis was as attractive as she was rich. The young militia Colonel, too, was somewhat of a celebrity, even in that early time. He was George Washington, owner of the Mount Vernon plantation and hero of a series of daring Indian cam- aigns. Indeed, His Majesty, George III., had not % 4 4 Beaver! more capable militia officer in all his phe sCelenel American colonies. and the Widow Thus {t was not unnatural that Washington Own and Mrs, Custls should often have heard of each other. They fell into talk at the dinner table, and so engrossing did the Colonel find the pretty widow's conversation that, when it Was time for him to start once more on his ride, he cowld not summon the courage to leave her. His horse was brought to the door at the hour he had appointed. The |uegro groom walked the animal up and down for an hour or two; then took it back to the stable, And still Washington and Mrs, Custis talked jou It fs thy only known occasion when the future Father of His Country turned his back on duty and let a woman's smiles lure him away from his military labors, Yet Washington, {f all reports be true, had, up to that time, been more jor less of a ‘ladies’ man." For instance, as a mere lad, he had fallen madly {n love with the daughter of a neighboring planter—Mary Bland, whom he used to call the “Lowland Beauty.” But he was then poor and with scant prospects, and had, moreover, a mother to support. So his suit came to nothing, Next he Is sald to have paid violent court to a Miss Sally Carey He begged her to marry him, but she had other ideas, and the |future President was rejected. | After his afternoon and evening with Mrs, Custis Washington belatedly cellvered his despatches, then rode back with all speed to the widow's own tome to renew his woolng. So successful was ‘he that before the end of the first call he won her promise to be wife It was a “whirlwind court- ship" and the fair widow's heart w rly carried by storm. The wedding was delayed for some months, as Washington was obliged to go rth on a ‘campaign against the French and Indians. During his absence he wrote Mrs, Custis a letter, saying: “I embrace this opportunity to send a few words to one whose i{fe is now inseparable from mine. Since that happy hour when we made our pledges to each other my thoughts have been con- _Unually golng to you as to another self.” | In January, 1759, the two were married. Washington was a month less than twenty-seven, Mra. Custis two months younger than he. At the wed- » ding the bridegroom wore a blue sult lined with red Nevarangithe silk, a white satin walstcoat and gold knee buckles, { The bride was clad in a white silk overdress with a Revolution. quilted wiite satin skirt and wore diamond and pearl clasps and brooches. For many years the couple enjoyed the peaceful seclusion of a rich Virginian planters life. They had no children, but their mutual devotion was held up as a mutel to young lovers, Then the Revolutionary War broke out and the quiet Lome life endea Of this troublous time Mrs, Washington wrote: “I foresee dark days and ‘omestic happiness suspended * ¢ my heart fs In the cause. George is right He is always right.’ She shared her husband's headquarters during the hard winters of the war, dressing a6 plainly as a furmer’s wife and ever toiling to help the sick and wounded soldiers, After the war, when Washiugton became Presl- dent, this simplicity of theirs was changed for almost regal ,omp. At last the Washingtons retired to Mount Vernon to live out the few years of their old age, After. Washington's death in 1799 his wife's miniature por- tralt was found suspended from his neck. For more than forty years it bad hung there. * But Missing numbere of this series will be supplied upon application to Cireniation Department, Evening World, upon of Ones cent stamp, reeelpt -_ OHO e O O.0000 0000000000 LOOOO : Reflections of a kachelor Girl 2 By Helen Rowland DODOO?+ FF DOOGOOODOGDOGDOSD DLO SOOCCOOU M: 1s an atom; and he expects a woman to be an 20, COLO) atomizer, sprinkling the air with distilied Incense most of the time. After ten years of matrimony a man enters his wife's private room with about as much thrilling emotion as be feela on entering a street car or a railway station. It 1s @ wise and bappy wife who has such faith In her husband's devotion that she !s careful never to do any- thing to test it. Before marriage a man has so diversified a menu of sweethearts that afterward It takes a clever wife to serve him the same 6 mental dish every day with such a vari- ety of sauces that she can keep his appetite piqued, ‘The man who has no faith in women insults his own mother; but then the mother who brought up such a man probably deserves the insult, Alas! Time cannot seem to wither nor custom to stale the Infinite variety of ready-made excuses of the husband who comes home late nights, The poor man sigheth beneath the curse of Fate—but the rich man panteth eneath the curse of fat. | It Is so difficult for a man to tell whether or not he 1s really in love, he feels the same way every time. ELEM RONLAND when ++2——__—__—— OOOO rea eee} | w Notes of a Journey North. x» | va HE bartenders on the Lake George boats do not send glasses along with | ip the bottles of pop that are served out for consumption on deck. Instead | they pull the corks and stick a straw in the neck of each bottle, This insures easy absorption and saves glassware. Whatever his sins, C, W. Morse has made travel on the Hudson worthy of the magnificent river. A more soothing, comfortable trip than the night journey to Albany cannot be Imagined. Beautiful rooms, the best of beds, excellent | meals and freedom from all slam and jar go together, while the gentle flutter Jof the paddle wheols Invites sleep. The tired man or woman with but twenty- | four hours to spare cannot Invest the time better than going up by night and touring down the river by day, It's the best sort of a one day's rest. The cook on the Champlain steamer Vermont knows how to make blueberry pie, It ls built In a deep dish with an inch and @ half of berries between the flaky crusts. ‘Travellers cry for more, | Canadian silver {s plenty north of Whitehall, The hotel help have found out | that visitors do not like it, and that Ups Increase in size when plenty of the | atuft ig passed out in change, as folks want to get rid of it. | The Journey from New York to the Ausable by the Hudson River, Lake |George and Champlain is a three hundred mile panorama not to be duplicated anywhere on this earvh, Few New Yorkers seem to know It. New Yerk gete closer to Coney Island and further from everywhere else every year. One curlous effect of the hard times Is the presence of a larger supply of yen folks at the Lake George resorts. In former years scores of lone damsele lined the docks and gazed longingly at the stray young man or two who coca sionally appeared on the gangplank. ‘ihis year there are almost enough fellows to go around ; The chef at the Ausable Chasm House puts cornstarch In the ice cream, 38 lis a deleterious practice. | The Rutland Railroad has a lot of white marble pellast. ‘The iron furnaces at Port Henry are again busy boiling down Adirondmate/ ‘Those at Crown Point have crumbled to ruin. 1 While the paper makers are erying famine in the market and pushing | prices, thousands of tons of ground wood pulp Is turning drab color tn the sum in the mill district between Forts Edward and Ticonderoga, and the pulp wood comes down Lake Champlain in unending stream. The grinders stopped weeks ago, waiting for the demand te start the paper machines, co | ore