The evening world. Newspaper, February 22, 1909, Page 8

The Evening World getter —— eee The wee eaiorlo, PPabtished Dally Except Sunday by the Preas Publishing Company, Nos, 52 to 63 U Park Row, New York, QOSEPH PULITZER, !'rer., #t Park Row _————_—— mt ew York as Second-Class Mat! Matter | Entered at the Post-Office at ibpobecription Rates to The Evening) For England and the Continent and \ World for the United States All Countries in the International and Canada. @ Year. ... $3.50 | One Year. J. ANGUS SHAW, Sec.-Treas., 63 Park Row, stal Union. os 99.78 @ Month. Ona Month 85) ae agian pues, | VOLUME 49 ; , 17,862, “IF WASHINGTON LIVED HERE. I George Washing- ton lived in New ing? Would he be President or Mayor or Gov- ernor or Alder- man? Or would he be in a profes- sion or business and out of poli- ties? Gen, Washing- ton did live in New York for some time at No. 1 Broadway, facing Rowling Green, which was then the most fashion- able part of the Island of Man- hattan. The brick |houses torn down for the new Custom House were regarded as man-| lsions in their early days, although not as fine as No. 1 Broadway, |which had gardens around it and was occupied by the British com- | manders-in-chief during the years of the Revolution when they held | New York. | Where would George Washington be living now? Not at No. 1! Broadway unless he was the janitor of the big office building which | ifills that space now. He might still have a home on Washington! |Heights, where there are relics of the Jumel estate and Hamilton/ {Grange, where Washington visited his Secretary of State. | ; It is hardly likely that George Washington would through choice | 'inhabit one of the big houses on Fifth avenue, which are nothing more ‘than private palatial hotels. Mayhe he would prefer to live on a coun- try estate on Long Island, as he did at Mount Vernon. Tf George Washington were President to-day would he conduct! himself as President Roosevelt has done and is doing? | If he were Mayox or Comptroller would the city’s finances be in, their present shape? And would there have been no additional sub- sways built during his administration? | Tf he were an Alderman even, might not that lead to a return | the early days when to be an Alderman of New York was an office of distinction sought by the best citizens and regarded as a place of honor, not of profit ? ithese things. He jwould be regarded (as an old fogy, a man of antiquated ‘notions, obsolete Hdeas and impossi- ‘ble standards. Read his fare- ‘well address, which ‘The World alima- imac annually re prints, and reflect how far its coun- gels have been de- parted from. “Observe good faith and justice. “Canit bethat "Providence has not connected the permanent felicity of a nation with ‘ite virtue? “Citizens by pirth or choice of a common country, that country has a right to con- centrate your affections. “The spirit of encroachment tends to consolidate the powers of | all the departments in one, and tt jgovernment, a real despotisin “Tet there be no change by usurpation. “Cultivate peace and harmony with all.” —_— $$$ $$$ ———. @ ~~~ eee eee Hail to the N To the Editor of The "J, O. B." says, meg State! that heat “Minzeshetmer” Katzenelen- Dest Inventors, Ital and Engla 8 fi A He wants st IZM venture the n that LA PALD. |-<raede ce on etlout has produced To Guard Against Germa, rentors than all of Tar ‘ s by registered patents / ) ® Permit me to offer a few remark tr for ship, a an for n eve {8 | 6 great task now hefore the be: work, We a one the stamping out of iin muste, of losis e to same I @ur friend saves Ame gett ay or ten t f It very scare N ) get r e At each dentis jare American t r 1“ wt pattent. If ' YRS aA thing af a germ, whs New “Name” Heeords t ft settle on fits drills or the look Be tre Es glass he uses? And do dentists a M LU as + wash thelr ands after they are a n asks if igh with @ patient, readers? Qag are larger Here are two names! AGAR lf * York to-day what! would he be do-! The probability is that George Washington would he none of} DO want it and most certainly 1 thing for nothing. (ood sald Mrs. Jarr. The) cheapest in the end. If you bt i] wntown and looked at tt hand embroidery done alone for the were asking for the suit. “How much ts it? ed the price, but this, “All very true,” sald Mr. Jarr. "Go jrest then.” "Oh Mr. Jare whistled, anead and get the dress {f you want In a week or two%! echoed Mrs, Jarr, | here, the boy's walting for the money lot simply have to have a new dress | “Put It on and come down town with In novels he desperately professeth a willingness to die, but in real life ‘Gee, I could get three sults of clothes it.” 1 thus to create, whatever the form of | | Letters From the People | The Day of Rest By Maurice Ketten. J WAS IT REALLY A BUSINESS MEETING (NEVER TELL NIGHT ano | CAME Oa LOGIN NOW LET ME a NES (ia Jou E WAS So TIRED ™SotaTe> LAM Like | oot My Mar HE DION'T KNOW — HONEST GEORGE BY MISTArCE LAST HIS HAT JonNn and | CHANGED OVERCOATS i Took MY BY MISTANE : COAT LAST NIQHT BY MISTAKE ———___Y LAST NIGHT es | CAN'T Go HOME, 0 JOHN HOS MY WEY A SACK GET UP AND WE USED IT FoR hy A&A BUCK IN TRE LAST NIGHT, Tacts Pot tastniant) BR >» REST | GO To THE ANANIAS CLUB FoRYouR Daily Magazine, Monday, February 22, 1909. me ee errr Poor JoHN —— 1AM Like the latter year, {t Was announced that he was ¢ TEDDY Whether for some secret reason it had suddenly become needful to put him out o€ INEVER. the way, or whether tn despair he ended his twenty-four-year captivity by ete Mrs. Jarr Was So Badly in Need ot a New Dress—a Bargain — That the Boy Was at the Door With It, Waiting for the Money reAWhat that tory ia no one will ever know. | well as I do that one “Well, my dear.” | “yy dear,” sald Mr. Jarr, composedly sald Mr. Jarram!-|4¢ you want the dress and If you h: ably, “If you want! the money, get So far as I couldn't be duplicated for twice the | It and you need St) dndersta although price does money, and it’s such a bargain at the why don't you 8ét| seem a Ittle high to a man, there price, It seems a sin and a | \{8 only one fault I can see in the dre! at eehany rae |e ualvnietrcou ties MetIasLCULACe) aLp “Rut tf tt is such a bargain, other wo- POO nT COMO | Ghelierd GARE" CAS] Clit erie men wil recognize the fact. It's proba: Mrs. Ja not! ft isn’t good enough for you," sald), ), y by now," sald Mr, Jarr, and heedi: his re: gone by n A F ere tar Hearty tL nis tone implied deep resignation as it Peay | this helped some, but not very much. i+ were too bad, but Mra. Jarr 1 an likes to bring a! f an likes to bring ®/ stra, Jarr had an object in view and make the most of her dlsapro : rar Jarr waited calmly for its disclo- e st ieee cemmaterey ue, Seo SAU eet? Ga Hin ch lo. being held for me, fa ete Catt Che ae so cheaPs | Hof course, L CAN do without It," she faltered dyed. No, intm too. Mme. § but black, and, of course, if it is black what js the use of dying {t black.” Mr. Jarr, “I'll have some extra me j!n a week or two and you can pay the asked Mr. Jarr “Tt isnt that I want it so much,"|now. I'm not hard on my clothes, nd | me, vu didn't want me to have sald Mrs. Jarr, “but I NEED it. I/as you well know, I have some things) “T guess NOT!’ sald the good lady, ee Looie, the Bowler $7otn Wengert By Ferd G. Long , HE BETCHA a} 7) Dont any (oie HEY, LOOIE! \_{ TURN BETS A MILLION rf E HANDICAP) ) HIM eo) ? i) You CANT FAKE Frruasenbo He?) Him eA You'RE POLLING |) AROUND | - THE WRONG WAY: 6; 7 ———~ a COULON TAKE /T! I BE, \ ONLY A AMACHOOER + } ip TC SHINGH! LOOIE STOOD REVERSES HERE -FHOING (Ao VERS THis way EF Agee ee ee oe j shoddy have it, I'm satisfled,” said Mr. Jarr jstvle and my figure is topic was a new dress, of course | things they wear shoddy in no tlme.”” — “o¢ course It does seem a lot of /80 tt f y, money, but when I tell you that it has |‘lothes, for I am not men reduced over one-half and it|have @ new dress 1 must have it now and at once. T simply have nothing t wear, and you know it!" “Well ose It," eald Mrs, Jarr Mr. Jarr let's get down to cases, “What is {t you want “I didn't ask you for anything, did “You have no right But {t pays to buy good things, and T have enough cheap clothes | are not fit to wear, 1 1?" sald Mrs. Jarr, to say T did. now, even if the should have O 1 Mrs,} “And you HAVE to hav down in his 'T know the salesiady and | asked Mr. ys nice to me that way, and | pocket. | “I can get my black dress )so I pald a deposit on It and she put t| ‘It's elther that or stay In the house,”’ times, me she couldn't have had here she sighed, “I forgot, away for me.” replied Mrs, Jarr. you can't dye a black dress any color! op, that will be all right, then,” said| “Well, here's the money, town and get it,’ sald Mr rical Mysteries Histo By Albert Payson Terhune (a ye\eferererererererexer 1-THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK. Na barred tower window of the French prison-castle of Pignerol one day | in 1679 stood a stately, magnificently dressed man Ets hands were slender and white, ke those of a courtier, His costume carried out the same idea, His cell was furnished luxuriously, [1 marked contrast to those of the prison’s other victins, Few captive princes were so comfortably lodged and obsequiously treated. Yet his very name Was unknown, This fact alone was enough to draw attention to the man, But another feature added a thousandfold to his mystery From brow to chin the prisoner's face was completely covered by & huge, shapeless black mask, This mask was a wonder of mechanism, nC was of velvet, supported by steel springs and so constr ie ted that its wearer could eat and drink without removing ft. From its lustrous blackness the whole mask was supposed by onlookers to be of Iron, The prisoner had [become nicknamed “The Man in the Iron Mask.” ‘The Man in tie [ron Mask stood in hls prison window, high above the ground, He looked down into the courtyard, where soldiers and townspeople were lounge J toward him, the Jing. Catehing sight of several faves turned curlously upwi ny) | prisoner tore d scrap of linen from the sleeve of his shirt, tee ed a few words any Fupon it with a bit of metal, dipped in hiy own blood, welgt ted the linen and tosse it down from between the bars of his window, A pea# drive y morsel of white, But In & Movenge | A Strange Note hient, before the queer note could be read, a guard hay. i seized f and dragged Lim with the Hnen {nt That Carried Death, } seized the peasant and drake i ee Bien to belleve the scare.d the linen was bUTN stined Wn nnnnnn ance ne meme YY MIL ANS UE) LS the presence of the prison go The governor, it Is sald, re jeountiymants protests that he had not read the message. Th el and its finder put to dea ‘After that nothing which could be used as wrtttnd. oy | material was left within reach of the Man fn the fron Mask | Rut even these precautions did not satisfy St, Mars ov the unknown persons ft power who had imprisoned the masked man, The mysterious captive was soord. My afterward carried for greater safety to a solftary dungeon tower on the island © 4 te St. Marguerite, in the Mediterranean, and the guard about him was redoubled, ON, day he saw a boatload of figiermen coming to anchor among the rocks at the foot of his tower, With a knife point he laboriously scratehed @ sentence or two rag upon a silver plate and threw the plate down Into the boa the first of the "ost fishermen picked up the gleaming disk of silver the whole boatload were arrested “10 by the guards, St, Marg craftily offered the fishermen a large reward to read i what was scratched on the pla They confessed, with regret, that they could Q not read, This confession saved thetr lives Never again did the masked man find cbunce to give word of himself or of bis unspeakable et to the outer world For years he remained at St. Marguerite, alwaye Jealously guarded, yet defer entlally treated by St, Mars. He spent most of his time playing the gultar or reading. Then (perhaps fearing some rescue) St, Mars was ordered to convey him to the famous Baatile prison in Parts, ‘The masked man travelled In a closed care rage. When it was necessary to stop for meals no one but St. Mars and one valet were allowed In the room with him, and soldiers drove the curious crowds away from the doors, At the Bastile a special apartment was handsomely fitted OH! Pree! : ! On the night of Noy. 9 in ad. He had had no f{Ilness, ip for the prisoner, There, from 1598 to cide, fs unknown, He was burled in the cemetery of St, Paul's, in Paris, under the name of “De Marchiel.” The Bastile room he had occupled was at once ripped to pleces, for fear he might have left somewhere a note revealing his iden tity, Nor, in future ages, could any record of his case be found in the archives o¢ | all France, Who was this mystertous captive? Why were none of the prison offictals, save St. Mars, allowed to know his name? Why was he forced always to wear @ mask and forbidden to communicate with any one? Why, if he were a criminal, wan he treated with deep respect and stowered with iar P tavors that were denied to most captives? What was A Query That the strange crime that caused this far stranger pune } None Can Answer. } Ishment? These are questions that the world et large Brennan 3) 108 Deen asking for more than two centuries. No eat " {sfactory answer has been given. Who was het | Some historians have claimed he was an elder or twin brother of King Leute | XIV, of France, gnd was hidden away to avert a revolution. There 18 no proot that such a brother ever existed, He jas also been identified with at least seven notable men of his time who had for various reasons fallen Into disgrace with the | tyrannical Louls XIV. But cach of these theories has been disproved, The fact remains that the Man in the Iron Mask was guarded as never prisoner before or e | since has been guarded; that he was treated like a prince, and that no man ever saw his face from the moment he entered prison. Yet {t was a day when kings | killed or otherwise punished thelr enemies openly. Monarchs did as they pleased and had scant need for cloaking their tyranny in secrecy. Behind such mystery as for twenty-four years surrounded the Man in the Iron Mask lies a thrillingly 1s ———_—+ ¢--—__-—__. , you want me to wear, but you know as) that T simply am ashamed to go any- Was always hearing of these things, but | C@BOOODSOOIODOOOOOIGGHGGOIODOHOGODOOOOSLOGOIOOOIS By Roy L. McCardell. t get somes where!” lhe never saw them) hes are. “Go and get tt then, {f you have totem,” she continued, ‘sree wotew'' § Savings of Mrs. Solomon “But I can't wear are out of | But if T am te Being the Confessions of the Seven Hundredth Wife. Translated By Helen Rowland. YVOVOOOO00GN000000000000000! COUUUL. On AST thou dreamed of love, my Daughter, as 4 H ia in novels?’ Then I charge thee, it is time to “wake up!” In novels, a lover cometh like the storm out of the cloud, but in real life he cometh as casually as meas sald it now?” In novels he peareth a halo and talketh like Byron, but in real Ufo he go down! iweareth a derby hat and talketh shop or slang. Jart, pro: In novela he prostrateth himself upon his knees in an attitude of adore “the dress {<| [ion but in real life he smoketh a cigarette and prostrateth himsclf upon thy best sofa pillows in an attitude of comfort. he reacheth the climaz of desperation when he professeth a willingness to = NE, ii shave off his mustache. ; Jarr, almost tearfully, simply haven't a thing to wear, Every-|that I got when I was married and they | ‘I'm not going to wear tt tll Easter!" Bath a thes;body has seen me In the black dress /are almost as good as new.” (Mr. Ja How far off is Easter? For a man who hath decided to propose unto a woman is as one about tn take a morning plunge; he clingeth to the comforts of bachelor existence even as the other to the comforts of the bed. 4 The “DON'T” lump ariseth in his throat, and when he attempteth to say "I love thee!" he finisheth by muttering “I love animals, or flowers, or whiskey straight.” a Yea, when he yearneth to say “Will you marry me?" he murmureth lamely, “Will you—pass the olives?" For, verily, verily, it hath come to pass that love is no longer like wine which goeth to the head and maketh the world to spin round, but like weak tea, which is pleasant but not exciting, And peradventure she that looketh for a proposal shall not recognise @ when she getteth it; for love-making is one of the dead languages and pre posing is one of the lost arts! Selah! % oo eel i é es | x® The Day’s Good Stories ¥ i Hungry Thesplans. | Only an Excuse. HEY looked lke actors, or rather ¢¢! HE late Claus Spreckels,” ala [ they looked as if they would a San Franciscan, “had one have been actors if some man- | weakness of which he was @ ager with more than the usual discern- little ashamed. He could not resist the ment would recognize thelr ability and | appeal of a beggar, give them a job, says ‘The Stroller” in| " ‘Have the moral courage of your the Portiand (Me) Express. Just now | convictions,’ I said one day as I saw they were staring through the window |him give a beggar a quarter. ‘Send of a popular priced restaurant in Con-| these fellows to the charity specialiets greas street, absorbed in the unerring | for Investigation.’ accuracy of the chef as the griddie| ‘Moral courage!’ Mr. Spreckels mur cakes were flipped Into the alr by him, | Mured. ‘That Is what we call on when tor tall gracefully back into the| We contemplate a mean action, ; "'& school teacher once told her ol ase mork they had Just quitted. in that the courage which makes us tall man jingled some keys in his pocket | what we think right, regardless of the ond the little one pulled his belt an-|sneers of others, was moral courage, other notch. the beet king “Then if a bi “Lord!” said the big one; “I'm hungry | like me yeste OF gad aiedeand ity ‘ h to eat my own words.” eats it all himself, without givin; te VETO te bed,” complained the poonie thst t nave ho ight 19 Mt ho mate little one, “I feel as though I could bolt mat there's eee & front door,” i bs