The evening world. Newspaper, January 24, 1911, Page 16

' T he Evenin World D ily Magazine Tuesday, January 24 19114 " ° 5 Published Dally Except Sunday bh; the Pros Publishing Company, Nos, 68 to 63 Fork Row, New Yo irk. a -aNGus FRAY re ‘nd Tress, JOSEPH PULITERS Je Junior, Beo'y. » Park’ Row. Sntered at the Poat-Oftice at New York ag Spcond-Class Matter. Babscetption 1 Races to bvening | For, England and the Continent and t vornational: Cnited States ounteios in thy Interna oF end ada. . Portal Bhtou ‘eat. Month. 63.50 |] One 30 | One VOLU ME 5l.oee NO, 18,053, A COMMON FAILING. T the annual business meeting of the Brooklyn Fed- eration of Jewish Charities a letter was read from a man of experience and observation in charitable | matters, saying: “A great number who do not ob ject to spending $25 a night at Sherry’s or Reo- tor’s, or to etake that amount in a game of cards, are sbsoiutely deaf to the cry of distress, to the widow and the orphan.” It is the old story. pl imilar letter could be written by the char- itable of every church in New York, or in the world. It is always a) few who do the work; a few who give generously. ‘The good spender sin scenes of hilarity has rarely anything left when the call comes « for help in distress. r But the givers to charity are not always perfect. Some will give _to the church, but dodge taxes; others will give to the poor, but cheat vin vse trade, Men have been known to send big money to foreign ons and let their kindred starve. Jew and Gentile are alike in But everybody helps somebody. +" _,- a HOOCKWORM AND HIS WORK. | OCKEFELLER’S hookworm commission has put | forth a report that five millions of Americans have | the hookworm and that the disease is spreading. This is an illustration of how easy it is to find a large quantity of anything whose existence cannot a he poli this. ee tae t ‘Can\You Beat I[t?; AALS To CRowpd SARDINES Lire THAT be proved or disproved by the ordinary processes count, gauge and measurement. If any philanthropist | eewould put up a million dollars for a gyascutus, some scientist would find cne. | »- The hookworm is said to cause laziness. He is held responsible | _ for ie tramp, the poet, the philosopher, the gentleman of culture, and | all men of serene minds and calm tempers, who refuse to be hurried hy a demon democracy working itself into a fever and a ferment of “purposeless activity. And the aim of the Rockefeller foundation is | 1) get rid of him! Rockefeller gave the commission a fund of $1,000,000 to extend | over a period of five years. Now they say the work will require twen- ty ye: Perhaps the commission has the hookworm. ———-¢-__— PLAYING THE FOOL. IFTEEN Republican members of the Senate of West Virginia have left the State for the avowed pur- pose of preventing an organization of the Senate . and the election of a Democrat to the United States Senate. In this action they are said to have the approval of the Governor of the State, who is eaiimself a Republican. Also they have been entertained at dinner in Cincinnati by a brother of President Taft. This method ‘of dealing with the high duties of a legislator may ‘seem pleasing to those that are playing the game, but the serious mind of the people will not let it pass as a joke. The seat at stake ‘was long held by a representative of the protected interests—himself ®n rich beneficiary of the tariff. It is now held by his son, an ap- empointee of the Governor. A revision of the tariff and an abrogation _of ite iniquities is imminent. The trusts need every Senatorial vote they can get—hence the West Virginia tactics. » Privileged interests fight hard and fight foul, but in this case they 2 pare pluying the fool, of weight, ++ TEMPESTUCGUS SUFFRAGETTES. SHORT time ago the suffragettes of this city won golden opinions from all sorts of poople by arrang- ing a series of beautiful tableaux to illustrate their cause. ‘The event was hailed as an esthetic uplift The joy was general. Now, however, the genius of the drama has turned the tables by | presonting the suffragette as a vaudeville feature. The innovation | - nohas not been well received in equal suffrage circles. An attempt “was made to stop one performance of the kind last week, and it “is announced there will be further interferences if the performance is ae ated, t t will be well for women, who are seriously interested in the equal suffrage movement to warn their tempestuous sisters that in all politics it is as necessary to know how to stand criticism as to give it. The eutageties of Great Britain have injured rather than helped their cause by the violence of their tactics, Lesides, if suffragettes put the stage on the stump, it is but fair to let the artists put the stump on the stage. Letters From the People| PRIMI II TORAAA ARORA ONAL AOOCE PLD ODCCOCOIOODOORDRANOOI Ay The Pistol Peril. o the Kaltor of The Evevilag World room apartment witn bath, steam heat nd hot water, $34; Ras for cooking and J every day of people being shot, [lighting (40 conts per 1,000), $8.69; laundry. in anger, by pistol-car-| $9; table, $35. Monthly expe . t seneo ia there in this Malpensa yearly expenses, $978, Then I inoved to @ subur’ niles out. My month. : Seven-room detached to do no for carrying therh, so I suggest that all ments, storekeepers be forbidden by law to sell | ji furnace Ooai, 8500; range noel @ pistol to any one who cannot show [§1.t0; gas, covking, $1.85; electric lehune, them a permit from the Mayor to carry | 1,50; com $9.25; laundry, 45; one. And such permits #hould only bal removing ashes, & » 6 cents; table, $35; Assued to those who can be vouched for | water for lawn hose, Monthly and who will pay a heavy ond, That expenses, $88.47; 105, $1,061.04, “would quickly stop indiscriminate use Aes Gross profit from vegetable garden fig- ured at local prices, cost of seed, plowing, &c,, $16.70, making a net prot of $11.90; shared with nelgibors on good things, $11.90, Came out even, Outlay for lawn mower, tools, hose, &o,, $3. We have the tools and experience and ha: had a jolly good time, with better health than in town. And, except on a bitter of such weapons, I've bee rows, but never in any wi @ pistol, Prices tn City Suburbs, ie the Hdd or of The Evening Wort In reply to “Dowbtful's request for @e with actual experience to testity ‘Yrietly on the subject, in lots of re 1 needed) OLD POGEY, for the stump and a political uplift for the stage. | = SIR, IWAN By Maurice Ketten. CALL The PROPRIETOR L HAVE NOTHING TODO WITH THE PACKING 1 Buy THEM FRom THE WHOLE SALER SIR You're 4 BRUTE TOCROWD SARDINES CANNED T You TOMAKe A PRoTesT To EUROPE FOR THE INHUMAN WAY Tey CROWD SARDINES SECRETARY oF STATE IN SUCH An INHUMAN WAY ‘SIR THOSE ARE WAPORTED SARDINES They Age PACKED IN (Copyright, 1919, by Doubleday-Page Co.) SYNOPSIS. ‘The Jilt, 2 Kentucky girl, alter a series of une Iucky lore’ affairs, goes to & convent hospital to fare for her wick aunt. There she meets men Denise doctor on. whom she ma eesion. | Hint, haring resalved Mts be a prieat, be Duta away all thought of love, CHAPTER IV. (Continued. WEN I had done T sudklenly #rew frightened and began to ery. And he began divinely to nfort me. There, child, murmured, consolingly. now. It's all righ! You've got it off ir mind and tha 6004 for you. Now don't cry. You didn't mean to do wrong, anyway, You were just unconsciously hunting for the right man. And you didn't find him. That's all. Of course you've hurt other peop but you didn’t mean to, I'm sure, And now you're sorry, It's good to be that helps to wipe sin out. mustn't think yourself too wick: | were just hunting for the rignt there!" he t's all right echoed cagerly. what made me 4 never Knew before} ach things. But teal fter nll, am 1?" u've never | he paused for it--promise me | that you won't hunt for him any more, My dear jet him hunt for | you, You're worth it “T might have felt myself rebuked as | unmaidenly ‘but for those Inst words, they were so freliehted with respect= able tribute that I didn't vind ‘the franic advice accompanying th 1 didn't mind being for the questing creature that I was, Indeed, he had made the quest a nobte thing to me, and I selzed upon his justitication of my light loves and made myveit believe it. I might go forward without shame, seeking my true prince, I might-—lf Dr, Ray were not exacting a promise from But there he stood, waiting dnex- tt sured me, But,” nd saw how the bh head and ont depths of hi Artist—Did your rival steal a eyes. I loved the look of him, For the moment I thought I loved him! And the only possible bond between us then was the promise he asked of me. Suddenly I saw it binding him rather than me. nineteen rather than twenty-five. That gown, #0 innocent with its hand-wrought forget-me-nots, had been an Inspiration, I couldn't have been confessional and | penitent in anything else! “I never did find thm, you know," I) After that I wore nothing but simple said earnestly, “Are you gure he'll find| white frocks and wide hats; for clothes, mer" in their time, play many parts and play ure! ‘hen I'll promise,” I said, But when I went up to my cool, Wied 1m. them eo effectually that a woman may 101 ‘man’s heart with an outworn gown or his confidence with the closing gray room, conventual in Its spare of a rosy sunshade. I wasn't sure! plivity, I thought less of the promise, so| whether Dr, Ray had justified me or my seriously given, than of Dr, Ray's sunlit forget-me-not gown, so I waa careful not head. And I was less glad of my abso-| to separate us in his eyes. In tallor- lution as a sinner than of the fact that, | made ‘broadcloth and orchids he might in my white embroidered gown, I looked ' have found ee an adventures! ngs of # @ & & Mrs. Solomon Being the Confessions of the Seven Hundredth Wite __-Femaed By Helen Rowland Nae Copyright, 1011, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York World), M Daughter, there be three things which are #00) wey) wonderful for ME. Yea, four which I know not: The way of a Telephone Damsel at her work. The way of a Show Girl with her salary. The tay of a man among MEN. And the way of a Widow with am ELIGIBLE. Behold, how strange are the ways of a Telephone Damsel at her ‘aoiton board! Unto one she satth “Hello?” and her voice is sweeter than honey; but unto another she saith “HELL-O!” and her tones are as wormwwood and gall. She ts always “Busy!” Yet she findeth leisure wherein to capture a millionaire at LONG DIS- TANCE whom many have missed at short range, Consider the Show Girls—how they DRESS! For they diet no!, neither do they scrimp, Yet I say unto thee, Solomon in all hia glory was not arrayed like one of these. And THIS ts High Finance! Lo, how Beautiful is the love of Man for Man! Mark how they stand together in their wickedness and succor one another from their scrapes and from their WIVES, Verily, verily, women shall never prevail over them until they, TOO, hang together! For 1 say unto thee, it is easier to become chatty with the Sphing than to learn from ONE man what he knoweth concerning ANOTHER; but a woman is as a paper bag which leaketh, Yet the way of a WIDOW is most marvellous of all unto me, For whatsoever she doeth, tt seemeth “CUTE” in the eyes of men. She feedeth the lambs from the chafing dish and the lions with honeyed words; and though she be fat, and unfair and forty, all her ways are fas- cinating. Yet a spinster that doeth these same things shall be adjudged “kittenish” and accounted a man hunter, Verily, unto her that hath had ONE husband, all other men shall become BASY! For she hath Graduated from the School of Ezpertence, and her! crepe march you In getting his nbs Cheaper Than in New York?" | cold night when the thermometer cogin- tere near sero, We have not regretted our move to the suburbs, WwW. 8. N, produced first? Composer—A march! Me etote the whole ness from meh veil glorifyeth her as a diploma, Tren, give her the fruit of her labore, and let her worke pratee her. nt T managed gown! away f —in his sight a great deal. om me no 1 1 think he fel @ sort of personal responsibility toward ™me after my “confessor times sat together in the garden, talking ae I had never talked to any man ba- It was such good talk—so full of fore. ideals and duty and charity. And I must y that I did tt n very moely, dering how new such conversation was for me. believed in myself. me, not wisely but too we! He believed in me so thi charity case of his. to keep myself—or my He ran fn accomplishment. And he believed in ‘oughly that he finally asked me to help him in a The details of how uw Mr, Farr jks By Roy L. McCardell. ‘US, the genial (sometimes) Ger- man who conducted the cafe on the corner, came out of that Dopular estabtish- ment to look over with a critical though | admiring eye the great au- tomotéle truck from the brewery that was umload- ing part of its cargo at his cellar door. ‘The appearance a uous figure at ai iy | time, had a remarkable effect on cer- tain residents and business men of the neighborhood, Mr, Jarr, coming out! of the fat-house where resided, was | some twenty feet from his door when | he sighted the bulky figure of Gus, the | back of the latter being toward him, | Mr. Jarr immediaely darted down a nearby basement stair unt hia eyes were on a level with the street. He took off his hat that he might be lees conspicuous and gazed from his cotgn of | | vantage, nervousiy hoping that Gue | might tire of his inspection of the auto- | |mobile truck and retire into his place of business. Down the other block, the view of jwhich was also commanded by Gus on |the comer, Mr, Rangle had just dodged jback Into the hallway of his community home in time. “Gee! He almost seen me!* mur mured Mr, Rangle, speaking in the ver- |nacular in his excitement, ‘Mr. Muller, the grocer, coming out of hie store to «lve some parting inatruc- tions regarding cash on delivery to his driver, also saw Gus, and, unseen by | him, dodged back dn time. Slavinsky, the lagter, had not desired | to fall beni the gaze of Gus, either. This was evid by his actions, for Mr. Slavinsky, eliminating the factor of tuck jand using cautton, had sent his young- lest son, Isidore, locally known as |“Izay,"" out on the pavement, ostensibly | to play solitaire hopscotch, ‘but in reality to give warning if Gus were on the look- | out | “Fader, he te his store out,” warned | young Isidore, end while Mr. Slavineky | | stood back with the large sheet of orna- 1 glass he had started to deliver boy ran up to endanger his young |lite by getting under the automobile trock, the engine of which wes still | turning over, to ses tf 1t was hot where |the amoke was coming out. Bo, #0 as these gentlemen in hiding ot Gu Ne. | YOu had, Mr Meee a en, | ing out tho tople that was # The Jarr Family Makes the Acquaintance — Of Genial Old Mir. R, E. Horse Copyright, 1011, by The Pross Publishing Co, (The New York Worl). in German it took some time ‘Then the driver wont into the eafe with Gus to get his delivery-book signed and the blockade was raised for ¢he time ‘being. ‘Dhore is nothing tike suspense to aug ment thirst. ‘The four watchers met al together, though w tows @r- rangement, in a ¢ down, The gathering surprised them- @olves as weil as the proprietor, for ft was not the place they usually hosored with their cu After the us quaintances eroupe the bar and cony “My! That was a Jar the four ae » far end of ‘sed In low tones, * guld M of them all. ver again for mel" Why ahouid 1t het aman shall emke a foolishness with himeeif, oj, ol?” he Rangle was the first one to get down to brass tacks. “Aw, look here," he eald. “Tt Sen't that we are sore becauso we hed a good time and are paying for {t with katzen= jammer, What's worrying me ts, how am I going to pay Gus for all that wine |T bought in his place before we weat to the party?" “I opened wine for everybody,” said Muller dismailly, “and to-day my whole- saler notifies me if I don’t take up aw notes they'li whut down on me.” “Ana I'm in hock for the legitimate expenses of that party,” ould Mr. Jerr gloomily. “Why should we go rubbing champagne in that fellow Ladyfugers hair? “It there should be a Grand Chentrat ixplosion,” said Mr. Slavinsky, “end blow out all der vinders around here wouldn't cnake me @ profit to pay Sor that champainer vine. Four dollars twice it cost me, and maybe some more he opens he sticks me for, O1 teurus!"* “IT guess you're right, Rangle,” eald Mr. Jarr, “Old R. E. Morse 4s @ matter of Mabilties. A fellow isn't so gore after he's had a good time except when he realizes he blown himeelf Gankrupt. ®ut I can't go on Hving tn hiding from Gus till I'm able to equare up, Let's take the bull by the horna and go én and see him and fix tt 60 we can square ft for all the champagne we had the other night on the instalment plan.” ‘This was the senge of the compagy, and a few minutes jater they filed @ol- emnly into Gus's place. “Hey, you fellers!” cried Gus cheertly, ‘Rafferty old his aparbment-house and told me to set up two casns of cham- pagne. One I sent to Mr. Jare’s birth day party and the other we drank!" were concerned, the world stood till, | while the driver, after unloading « hatf | dozen quarter-barrela for Gus, expleined to the latter all the wonders of the eelf- propelled vehicle, As he explained them To th UCCESS Came To The Man!— t | Drab-gray she was as ehe stood wearlly at his door and notted were beokoned to hi seamed with toll. ¢| ‘Follow Me~I Am Guccess!* she | - | spoke. ‘And the man laid down his work and t | gazed at the gray figure. “whither will you asked. “Through long and winding roads, to clamber rocky passes and descend deepest depths. ‘Throbgh the storm he| lead me?” “Success Came. and her face was'You are Failure, {And he embraced the Figure in Scarlet. ‘Bully for Rafferty!" oried Mr. Jerr, “Bay, let's have a bottle of wine end drink fis health!" That's how it began egain, What's the use? e Man hand knotted with toti—trom his basge y, I shan not follow you," spoke the man eternly. “Importor! Begone! HERE 1s Success.” “My gon! Alas, my gon ts lost!” wailed the Figure in Gray. But a sound of music, a peal of laugh ter drowned her volve. And the Figure in Gray bowed ber head and went away, The Figure in Soaret laughed, . * * * e I acted the unfamiliar part of minis- tering angel in the rather squalid home of one Maggie O'Rellly are scarcely per- tinent. Nor would the visit be worth mentioning at all, except for a mistake which Maggie O'Reilly made as we were her uly, clean little house. he said, “but you're the lucky man, Dr, Ray—bless the swate face of an Dr. Ray and T started homewant toy gether with that significant speech of Maggle's thrilling electrically between through darkni your bones will ache and your body | laughter; gone the amiling women end Will be bruised, and you will cry aloud/enpty his glass. Squalor abode with for pause. mountain peak where you will stand| alone. er.” you will follow me ‘pwill be hard,” said the man, “Aye, there 1s no other way,” Success Came To The Man! She found him prostrate and alone! Hushed were the eounds of muste and wend, And d the cold your path will and despair. But at the end will be the! hm, and misery, Tears furrowed her checks as she bent ‘That way leads the road where! over him, She laid her hand upon his ehoulder, a ; hand knotted with toll, bitter hard end crue But) “My gon, my eon!” she watled, “What said the figure us. Ing dts message to each of 1 cause it sald so much, bec: shrieked {ts meaning aloud, miserably silent. Finally, situation, “You've gratefull: Dr. Ray spoke: been wonderful!” he eafa, | “T wanted to help you,” I answered | Gpulent of beauty, elmply. We felt it like a living wire, sound- we were driven by the tension of the ores { nana jo, as the man pondered there came a sound of music and wanton! liaughter, and the eubtle @roma of! wine's bouquet. And there came another figure and! stood side by side with the one in gray. | ravishingly alluring | and infatuation's smile on her itps—this Ho waltod « moment and then he other, spoke very quietly and very earnently: ° 0 . this Figure in Gray,” | A ean ahi to bem Brees Bas 1 t| eee ber Set Ste Piek were free I would ask you to help me I would ask you to make me Do| always. the lucky man Maggie thinks me. you know that, Sylvia?” “1 know I answered, He stared at me and his face went white. "My God!" he breatued. I just looked steadily on into his eyes. (To Be Continued.) ——_——_—— Hedgeville Editor By John L. Hobble nanny RS. F. the whist club because she is too deaf to enjoy the game. 4m Scarlet laughed at the man over her shoulder and led the way, OY HARSH says that ft {s not right] * * * * * to shift the blame on somebody we should all admit that we are) else; self’ made men. T the cooking sohool last night Mins. Merks sun and let the chicken take Its time KE REYNOLDS says that with the present cost of education @ person can't afford to know nothin’. T= Rew waterworks system ft @ Digger success than was expected, At the Gre yesterday six people Were | the crowned. ry that you are the right man!” GRADY has resigned trom | id that {t was wrong to break open a store egg by hitting It on the stove; you should place {t in the “Follow me! | said the Figure in Scarlet, “Whither will you lead me? asked | |the man, “Along a broad avenue, rich and re-; | eplendent in color, glorious with poppy | and grape. A short road and fair. And} at the end a place where ts laughter | and musle, fair women and wine. And} |you will not stand alone. For there) will ever be aptrits of Joy to make merry; with you!" “Follow me! IT am Success,” walled the Figure in Gray, "Follow me! I am Success," hured the | Figure in Scarlet. And the enan followed the Figure in Scarlet. | "My eon, my son, you are lost!" walled the Figure In Gray, Tut the man heeded not. The Figure Success Came To The Man! A glass of sparkling wine was fn his ‘hand, and beautiful women emiled into his eyes, Muste and laughter filled his ears, and he heeded not the call of the >| Figure in Gray. | She lald her hand on his shoulder, her hand knotted with toll, A look of yearn: ing was in her eyes. “Follow me-tt te not too late—T am| Success!" But the Figure in Scarlet twined hor soft, white arma about hie neck and have you done with your life? Rouse ourself, and strive vy follow me, The way will be harder, colder, crueler now, but the Journey may yet be made, Rouse yourself, my gon, and etrive to | follow me!" And the man strugifed to his feet, “Lead on! I will follow now, Yoy- you are Success!" But his strength was gone, His limbs |Bave way under him, and the breath of |Mfe passed from his tps. “Poo late, too la wept the Figure jin Gray, And the Figure in Scarlet, chancing to pass in search of other dupes, laughed!" The Day's \$ Good Stories How He Escaped. ground ta whoa they his feet "Yes, 1 know iS found it not bracing enough for town further north, veht fire, My fire eacape or Staircasca vce of mind, ne and wid Not Worth It, RB. MORRISRY het hardiy awn M Allin betore he dg ! 4 flush on the fav, enoeked 10090, "Go eaay on hoarsaly, "1 me fant,” ‘Mr, Morrisey grinned ewinging ko a gate, His mitts found. Bit (Allen's ulneraite Jaw and looted that, $00 Allen ‘lipped to the floor to take the count, betes eek He BN Viclously and cam auricked hls managey hott,"* ald