The evening world. Newspaper, October 14, 1908, Page 14

9 Published Dally Hxcept Sunday by the Press Publishing Company, Nos. 68 to 69 Park Row, New York POREPH PULITZER, Pron, 1 Rast 184 Sirens J. ANGUS SHAW, Bee.cTreas, fot Seat 11th Mtreek Entered at the Post-Ofics at New York as Second-Ciass Mal! Matter. Bubsoription Rates to The ening | For England and the Continent and World for the United St All Countries in the International and Canada, Postal Union One Year. One Month. One Year.. Qne Month, VOLUME 49.. MAGICIANS WHOSE MAGIC IS GONE. | Many Republicans are disposed to be flighty over the use that | Democrats are making of the prosperity issue. It was long ago fore- seen that the time must come, if the Republican party remained in| power, when its promise of wealth, work and wages for everybody would be put to a severe test. Surrounded by all the accessories of their art, magicians have always worked wonders on the stage, but what the business and indus- trial situation now demands is a prophet who can smite a rock in & desert and call forth gushing streams of credit, confidence and energy, or who can bring down from the brazen skies an abundance of life- giving showers. Of what use are rain-makers who succeed in their incantations only in time of flood, and why should men follow miracle workers who fail utterly when everybody calls upon them? j The Republicans have taken business into partnership with gov- ernment and they have gone on record as guaranteeing prosperity. If men now find that the evil days come under their system the same as under any other, that the dinner pail remains empty on the shelf and, that lethargy has fallen upon the factory and the market place, why should they not scoff at the impotent soothsayers whose conjuring is no longer effective? In polities as in agriculture, it is well to be careful about the} seed that is sown. Plutocratic Republicanism, under the McKinley- Roosevelt regime, has scattered and wasted many things with a lavish hand, but in nothing has it been more prodigal than in its dissemina- tion of economic falsehoods, some of which are now returning to plague their inventors. ———$+-4-+_____ FIRST LESSONS IN GRAFT. | If America had not gained a reputation all over the world for political graft, it is probable that the disclosures at the investigation | of the license scandal at the City Hall would have been impossible. | Foreigners of the humblest type desiring to act as peddlers appear to have accepted as a matter of course the claim that licenses could be had only by paying a go-between an exorbitant fee. Whether the cor- Tuption extended further has not been shown, but even as it is it is bad enough. : | We receive immigrants freely, some of them rather poorly equipped | for the duties of citizenship, on the theory that they are attached to our system and will soon be assimilated with the body of the people. | Only in the belief that the newcomers will grasp and put into practice | the beneficent principles which underlie free self-government would it be desirable to confer citizenship so freely upon men who in many cases are wholly without experience in political affairs. It follows that when large numbers of these people readily accept the idea that bribery is an elementary institution here they are started off in their new home with a woful lack of equipment for the obligations which they assume. No effort should be spared to get at the full truth of this matter, and if guilt can be established there should be relentless prosecution and exemplary punishment. We can never hope to reach the great offenders if we permit the mass of the people to be educated in the belief that grafting is universal and necessary. to ———___——_ MONEY GOING TO WASTE. One sorrowful phase of the present campaign is revealed in the statement of the esteemed Evening Post that it has received several letters from men who favor Taft and Hughes and who would like to contribute to their campaign funds, but who will not send a dollar to the odious Republican committees. Now, what are such persons to do? Here is devoted money going to waste. It is not even figuring in the bets. It might be at work hiring halls and brass bands, paying for card indexes or tickets on the eighteen-hour train or lubricating the jaws of the spellbinders; but it is not, and all because its owners the 7 f “It must have been a pleasant afternoon,” said t the old rese velvet vr, of course,’ nr ry have no faith in the machine. Perhaps Mr. Cortelyou could make a Mr. Jarr. “Let us have the detalls.” it's for a you D Of course Pics his enthuniegtio Informent The ba ee . TTR Papel eter vg ern Rey reer SIO ARID ern ike, ap velvets were dinner or theatre gowns, and ‘si ad suggestion in this painful emergency. | telephoned me that she expected Mrs, Go'dmore what whe intended St for,” said Mrs, Jarr, the most wonderful sllppers—the bronze beetle-back; Mrs. Uppingham to call what was up, and they Stryver didn’t , $t gave her an excise | Se Said they cost HO @ pair.” must have known {t, too,” sad Mrs, Jarr, the mald to bring in all the new gow! ‘And I suppose you are torn with envy, too?” said EVERY MAN HIS OWN SOCIALIST, | Mr. Debs speaks and writes entertainingly, but he is mistaken in "Oh. to see the dresses, too," aning to call ike that, and I know it, but Mra, Goldmore and | 5s} ‘i pleined M ‘But they were tn hopes that t sho was rs. Uppingham can, but they can't get them in assuming that Socialism prospers because the people are coming to) tney mi could all be 4upltcated here Directotre gown this town, and that's what spolled their day when know it better. Jt is more likely that Socialisin grows because it is Without « So when we got to Mrs ing to appear c thought of it” ; : ‘ : Stryver's we Atpabout the same time! ‘0: he dresses had ut not yours?” sald Mr. Jarr. all things to all men and is not yet known at early every wen Rietepn Lh ‘ gee atid thing 1 y all. Nearly every Mra, Strvver ser n with her ma'd to put our nce,” Mrs, Jarr we " a "I guess not," replied the lady, but tt did me Socialist has a erced of his own and the new organization probably WT™@Ps on the bed in ber room sure enouch, sheath gord to see how Mrs. Stryver made those stuck-up | thrives on that account. When there is wilespread discontent a politi- cal party which is expected to accomplish everything that anybody wante accomplished ought to be a growing institution, Platforms and records, especially the records, are what give the older ies most of their trouble. —es WHEN PREACHERS HUSTLED. One New York clergyman condemns the propensity of Americans to “hustle,” and another deplores their uncouth manners. Probably both evils result from the same cause—the desive to get forward in the world, or, as some describe it, the haste to get rich, Men who have a real object in life are apt to be hust 1d few men who are in a hurry can be polite. A I preachers: was that they too were hustlers and that they were ur familiar with the usages of polite society complaint aga of our early Letters From the People. What } The Servant Qnestl | scarcer sekeeper can explat ome tale + of The Evening World this mystery for me sas Ye have kept house tweive years. K Wo nlways keep one servant. Of late Clsav Problem years \i lias grown harder and harder to 7° ANtor of ‘Mie Fvening World secure a “general housework” girl They ¢ . all want to be either cooks, wattresses 1M Bars ‘ ; or laundresses not to con ee i three, us they rat ne epee Eo i 1 ant @ general housework giri 816 a and found ma Daeanint at t price. Now ft : ; . f ; 6% @ inonth, Who can say why r work is lighter t ueed 1 ye 5 (thanks to Ka cooking, olevetore, run- HL conte to Mente, Sent Ging Water, wo), yet Lye workers grow =" “OTTO ¢ ama 4 The Evening World Daily Magazine, Wednesday, ‘Mrs. Stryver Is Just Back Frcm Paris With Some Gowns; got them. I never saw suc 1 the other an ol@ rose v ne ~ 5 ” resses in my life, and didn’t she rub !t in to Mis, She could put them: then I beggea to see t oe BroRnS Bnd ocr mien the wearer, M | Goldmore and Mrs. Unpingfsam!"* Mrs, Go asked Mrs: r, whom she fli ye asa " be chagrined,” there stood four of + Childhcod’s Sunny Hours, ee meee RE 0 PASTY ENE ae ao eect ee wen weer By Maurice Ketten, WAIT TILL SOMEBODY SA | | \ { BEGISTRAY 7908 “| Kio ) A Few Friends Turn Green With Envy When She Shows Them trunks—the kind that will o: and they were upen, ar « gowns were simply der “So you were not disappointed,” put fn Mr. Jar. y Stand on one end—) dom?" showed said Mr, Jarr. He didn't mind discussing t's the one safe topic, and, anyway, he didn't he was talking about, or what Mrs. Jarr pse s By Roy L. McCardell. ‘ ELL, did you go to a| was talking about, either, matinee to-day?" sid) ‘Ihe other women were," said Mrs. Jarr, “Yes; it was the blue velvet,” said Mra. Jarr, Mr. Jarr, seeing they gave each other a glance that sald: ‘We w “and the sheath, or slit up the side to the knee, was bride of some years was in a ses at al over an underskirt of old gold. It was the most pleasant frame of mind, ver was too smart for them, and I w magnificent thing I ever saw.” “No, I had tea at [5r ” {No a ‘And the other women had g Stryvers, and such a» at did she do?’ asked Mr. Jarr. | sald Mr. Jarr. pe Rope et thet You know she's just back from “Wille we were in the drawing-room having tea “Yes, and they were pretending not to be greatly Paris!” anit oath ras to bo BR ee cis een beautiful woatt er Tatra: te iD ‘terested, but at the same time they were taking | suShetonsitsshavel@seaienay zie Ueeineher 1 and trying to remember the details so phe. 1 Det e ee beth rurmetodiy ia tell thelr dressmakers to copy them,” i ene: wes ie re a2 ee ney aon He pata ao Mrs. Jarr. “And there was one white dress, a get some new dresses, and sa ° 's spangled net is ni fy, DON ane Blouse, joes hite brald, a street gown that would make and asked \ Mr. Jarr. t 1," “They could have kept away {f they expected to took one's bi sad Mr, Jarr ‘ath awa say, was aid Mrs, Jarr. “IT can't afford. things and see so sel’ women feel small for once!" J e big tnnovation wardrobe, ‘The kind we hear of so much By J. K. Bryans. *"Nawthin t's th uu 8S Ge matter, Reginald, have youse sworn off smokin'?” You see, I'm engaged now, and my flancee objects to a disagreeable Wanted to see “Yes breayh.” Py duet nad forgotten how to ery—boo hoo!" area October | Mttle tricks of manner—and temper—now, and he 1s just as £ CDOCMOTLTEEG DUO SOOO GOH 0 _ Fifty Groat Love Stories of History By Albert Payson Terhune eee * oes Becton RAE NO. 48—ABRAHAM LiNCOLN AND MAKY TODD. 7: LANKY young giant, homely, poor and ill-clad fell in love with @ A little red-haired village beauty, Anne Rutledge. She lived ina frontier town in what is now the Middle West, and was daughter of the local tavern keeper. Z Though only seventeen, she was engaged to a New Yorker who had ° Spent a few weeks at the tavern. Then young Abraham Lincoln came to town and proceeded to lose his heart to her. He was ug uncouth and gaunt In appearance and had to work hard for a bare living, The gentle- ness and brilllancy that were masked behind his homely exterior were not of the sort to appeal at once to Miss Rutledge. But this did not prevent Lincoln from courting her. It was the first and greatest love of all his life. At length, persistent wooing had its effect. The New Yorker had stopped writing to Anne, She realized he had deserted her. In her un- happiness she turned to Lincoln for comfort. As tenderly as a woman the young giant soothed her sorrow and sought to console her for her lost lover, In time she consented to be his wife. But mourning for the faithless New Yorker had undermined her health. While arrangements for the wedding were going on she sickened and died. 4 Her death was the bitterest sorrow Lincoln ever knew. His friends’ feared he was golug insane. His character took on a melancholy that Z marked his face and manner as long as he ved. wa 3 After her funeral he burst into tears, sobbing: His First “I can never be reconciled to have the snow and Love Story. rain beat upon her grave!” Od Many years r he told a friend, in confidence: “My heart Mes In that girl's grav So entirely did erief master him that when, long afterward, he became engaged to a Ken- tucky girl, Mary Owen, he !s sald to have asked her to release him from the match because he could not love her as he should, his mind still cling- ing to the memory of Anne Rutledge It was in 1840 that another Ken fleld, I1]., where Lincoln was practising He became engaged to her, though from the first he showed perhaps less loverlike ardor than the oceasion called for. The wedding day arrived and the guests assembled. 1, Mary Todd, came to Spring+ But Lincoln did not appear. There was an awkward pause. Then the wedding party, wondering, broke up. The bridegroom's nerve had ap- parently failed him at the last moment. He and Miss Todd were reconciled by friends, and, in 1 that may or may not have had something to do w again was the fact that Miss Todd wrote annon verses which offended James Shields, a po. y Shields demanded to know the author's name. Lincoln chivalrously came forward and took upon himself the responsibility for the entire affair, + Shields challenged him to a duel colin accepted the challenge and chose cavalry sabres as the weapons. {se men in the community recon- eiled the opponents, and no duel was fought. Two months later, Lincoln and Mary blographer says that Lincoln went through his share in the wedding cere- mony “as pale and trembling as if being driven to slaughter” The young couple started married life on the upper floor of an inn, where board and lodging cost them $4 a week. Even at that, they were often hard pressed for ready money and had to practise every economy. There can be little doubt that Mrs. Lincoln had a lively, peppery temper and that her hvs- band suffered from its effe {s said that their one servant, in egrly days, could not endure the wife's sharp tongue, and was only induceé to remain in the house because Lincoln secretly paid her double wages, A man who had been scolded so violently by Mrs. Lin- 42, the engagement was patched up. One incident bringing them together a set of satiric enemy of Lincoln's, Todd were married. One kt ® coln that he rushed to her husband for satisfaction A Stormy was sadly asked by Lincoln: Home Life. “Can't you endure for a few moments what I x yg have had as my portion for fifteen years?” The latent brain trouble which later partially wrecked Mrs. Lincoln's mind was possibly the real cause of her fite of rage. They had one good effect: Lincoln's interest was turned to pubdlio matters and he threw himself more fully into politics than he might have done had he had a calmer home life. Yet whenever he was away from home he kept his wife closely informed of every step he took. This fact not only tenda to show his devotion to her, but also the keen Interest she felt in his progress. When he received news of his election to the Presi- dency his first words were: “There is a little woman at our house who {s probably more interested | in this despatch than I am. I'll take {t up and let her see it” Lincoln was seated at his wife's side, !n Ford’s Theatre, Washington, {n 1865, when Wilkes Booth assassinated him. The shock and grief com- bined to bring on a malady from which the unhappy woman never wholly recovered. Ing numbers of this scries will be supplied upon application on Department, Evening World, upon receipt of one- Reflections of a Bachelor Girl B 3 By Helen Rowland, ' FOODODAWDOOOODOOODOIDOGH 11 HONSIIOE HE great domestic problem--Where is my wandering I boy to-night A beautiful woman 1s born for love, @ clever woman may achieve love, but it takes a little thing with, a baby stare and no nose or scruples to speak of to have {t thrust upon her by every man she meets. Some men never realize what splendid fiction writers ' they might have been until tuey hear their own love-letters read aloud in court, There are just two ways of achieving certain bachelor- hood: by making love to no woman under heaven, and by making love to all women under heaven, Where will they find professors for the new ‘College of Courtship?” Any man who knows anything about love- making 1s too busy keeping in practice to stop to theorize, If {t really b--ame the fashion for women to do the proposing, wonder {f men would be as neryous and anxious and excited about getting married as girls are now. Sad how so many courting scenessend tn a scene in court. i Are Our Babies Moral? hi « By Dr. Woods Hutchinson, 7 FE do not expect paternal feelings in a child of five. Why, should we > expect any other of those race-regar¢ impulses which we term _ “morality?” Even to appeal to the ‘better feelings” of a child of . W eight or ten is often almost as ¢rrational as the celebrated apostrophy)% of the emotional Irish barrister who, in the fine frenzy of hls perorae 3 tion, whirled upon the judge with the thrilling appeal, »‘Sirr, was you tver ary mother?” ‘To appeal to a child's better nature, while excellent, in moderation, *! often does little more than make a hypocrite out of him before his time, writs) > Dr. Woods Hutchinson in Woman's Home Companton, M He has got your hair, and his mother’s eyes and votc and some of ywar ! afe to develop your » superb self-control and clylc devotion and consideration for others if you wilt only give him time—and set him @ good example. Meanwhile preaching to «im that he should possess these qualities will expedite matters precious little, and unl backed up by example, not at all, Remember that life and growth df all sorts are but @ response to environment, and new responses can only ocoa as opportunity 1s afforded for them THE DAY'S GOOD STORIES The Secret of Strength. | Force of Habit. HE kindly, round-faced, bald HE questiow of eni “er q enlarging the ded old — gent cl - | Cette cally dalle ‘he aunts | church “comes "up Lorne ‘He was strong," continued the |lively time. They tell me the oppose + speaker in summing ame weak tion to the pastor will be strong, ind again regaine th, which where oe 4 enabled him to destroy his enemies, Where's my overcoat? Oh, yeu And Now, boys, if I had an enemy what ROW I want the tin horn and the cows would you 'advige me to do? bell and the big rattle,” A little boy's brows began to knit as “Merc i he considered the secrot-of that great», yur/¥* Joh whar are you gotmm , an se strength. His hand went up, * @°? : t Ndly : Dog Why, I'm going to root tor thaw of hats restorer,” pastos,”"—Cleveland Plain 4 aR ” oR EL Se nanan ames |