The evening world. Newspaper, July 17, 1911, Page 10

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To SNooze rae BUT .IWANT OL LIME : 9 ALL OA’ wa To SLEEP POE CRs h ahs VARI SHAT ev ceeteerincusysNO: (8EE7 - ie : A TRUST KINDERGARTEN. | | HIEN the Mayor, the ae ney-General and the Dis- trict-Attorney are all at| onee impelled to get after the ice monopolists, and the police are set at work | to find out how it happens that the supply of the independent dealers is cut off at a moment when the hot weather makes ice at any price a life-and-death necessity to the city’s millions of men, women and children, a new cam- paign of education opens. It is a cruel kindergarten lesson, showing in practical demonstra- tion just what a Trust is, what it means, and how it works. The Money Trust is too big a mouthful for some to chew upon. The Steel Trust is hard, the Tobacco Trust seems to many to be more smoke than fire, and if they don’t like the Sugar Trust they can hump it. Even the Bathtub Trust finds the great mass of people lukewarm. The detailed operation of these great conspiracies in controlling supplies and fixing prices is not always apparent to the general public, They squeeze the people en masse, but by masked and indirect methods, so that the individual cannot tell exactly where the shiac pinches, But when the iceman in summer and the coal baron in winter | bid ts to “take it or leave it” at their own fixed prices, regardless of | the consumer's means or necessity, then nobody can fail to realize the meaning of inonopoly, of combination for the unlawful restraint of trade. | Tt is a sinister thing that the artificially created ice famine | ees in suffering: That the property interests in strong and un- | ecrapulous hands wield over mankind the most awfv! power in the | world—the power of food and drink, of heat and cold, of life and death. To learn this is the initial step in the study of the most gigantic | problem confronting the world to-day—the relation of the State to th: Corporation: +e MARK TWAIN AND THE $ MARK. HE estate left by the late Samuel 1. Clemens (Mark Twain) foots up to nearly half a million dollars. | Whether hard-earned or | easy money, this fortune was practically all made by the genial humorist’s | pen, and represented no| lucky windfall, — shrewd Iusiness deal or crafty stock gamble. On the 6 contrary, Mark as a serious business man or financier was almost as much of a joke as his lightest writings. “One thing he did take seriously, and that was duty. When, like Sir Walter Scott, he was made the goat in an unwieldy publishing concern that failed for more money than would represent an aver- age author’s unrealized dreams of avarice, the ex-pilot of the Mis- sippi went to work and paid off the whole debt by the sweat of his brain. He didn’t have to do it, and that is why so many regarded him as foolish and unpractical. But, unlike Scott, Mark Twain | came through the ordeal as buoyant as ever, and lived to make plenty | more money, as well as some few further foolish investments. " What was his golden secret? It was the open secret, that the | wo.'d does not love a hard luck story. This does not mean a lack of | o s"mpathy with the misfortunes of others —quite the contrary. The | divine faculty of the humorist is to charm away your troubles by making light of his own. pe Mere reckless funny-story telling won’t do. The story must have a point or edge, yet not of the kind to make it the weapon of 5 malice. t Mark Twain himself used to say that there were only six original funny stories—that four of these could not be told in the presence | o of Indies, and that the whole half-dozen were handed down from|* old_King Rameses of Egypt, whose pyramids likewise survive to this day. | © |'e le eeeeemaamaaammaay t A show down had resulted in nine bot- tes messes of pickles and crackers, un which there was no opener. Evening World Daily Magazine, Joun! MRS JOHN ToLo MY WiFE To INVITE You To SPEN THE DAYoF REST WITH US AS You MIGHT BE VERY LONELY WHILE SHE Toun ! our WIFE TOLD U INVITE You To Sow OuR Joy SUNDAY PARTY WE ARE ENTERTAINING THE LADIES oF THE ANT). CIGARETTE LEAGUE CONE St, ano BE ( -\ & SPort ; A> Copyright, 1911, by The Prog Publishing Ce. (The' New World). By Roy L. McCardell. ‘Com away, Wille!” snapped Mrs. Jarr as Master Jarr be- n te open Mra, Rangle’s solitary package of soda crackers. “Come, Emma! Don't bother with the basket, Ed- ward!" she added to her husband. “Let the person or persons who took the half of a ham I had in it take the basket, too! “You are sure the ham wasn't wrapped in one of MSCARDELE your reat Irtsh nen tablecloths?” asked Mrs, Hickett, eldly. It was evident that the basket party n Glen Island was ending in a storm, of olives and a few desultory some sliced bologna and a mustanmd sardines, for ery hard, dry, of cheap SOHN! HELLO Your wife ToLo us To INVITE You To SIT ASIS You TO COME To i ON OUR Por: ks [O COME To oy \ebne Sn eRe | 4 PICNIC WITHUS . FINE LOTOF MOSQUITOES / WAITING FOR You =” as = =] oe , = | “ = Your wiF€ To.o Me To ASK You To PLAY CROQUET IN THE SUN JOHN, Youe. WIFE TOLO MY WIFE TWILL LET You CARRY THE BASKET IF You ARE REAL Good FniiireNN ra rerrvereiTT LU UHC LCT 7) The Jarrs Are to Have a Jolly Day in the Country; But Outsiders Might Mistake It for a Free Fight “And ehe told them that we were @ charity outing se had gotten up for her poor neighbors,” blurted out Mrs. Hickett, “I heard her! Why, I know the Stryvers as well as anybody! That man Stryver would be in jail now if he had his deserts!" “Did she say that? Did she say that?” cried Mrs, Rangle and Mrs. Terwiliger together. “As for Mrs, Dusenberry, that est!- mable lady, was eating pickles with her Knife and supping up vinegar with the yame instrument in a way to make | M the flesh creep, and she neither heeded nor cared that the other ladies were at daggers-drawn, “How else could I explain my pres- ence with such a party?" asked Mrs. Jarr, sweetly, “And you can well be- Meve that the Stryvers would not have imagined otherwise when they saw the Hicketts with us. Mrs, Stryver gives them all her old clothes."’ This shot went home, Mrs. Stryver had giver Mrs. Hickett a black dress she had gotten too stout to wear, two years before, Mrs. Hickett burst into tears, 8 Hickett's back was to the wall. “I shall make it my duty to Inform Clara Mudridge's mother that you have A Sane Plea for Our Dumb Animals By Sophie Irene Loeb Copyright, 1911, by The Preas Publishing Co, But (The New York World), BARLY every day in “Letters from) of tt in the most ravenous manner. the People in The Fivening World| We realized that {t must have been A “The next time I am Invited to go on picnic I'll see that the givers of it urnish some ables, at least,” sald Miss Hickett. “I've noticed that people who sponge n others their whole Iives long are ery chotcey,” sneered Mrs. Jarr. The men folks stirred uneasily. “Meet you at Little Germany tn halt our,” whispered Mr. Jarr to Mr. Ran- le, “That's if we can get away from * he added, ™ You'll have to excuse us," « a Mrs. | arr, regaining her composure, "but the acht, have asked us to bem at the Grand Casino.” dine with N there are pleas for the dumb|LONG TIME since it had had some animals of — the | food. streets, One writer! In consideration of what a real boon says “stray cata|cats and dogs are, {t would seem that are abused and {l1/a means for their preservation {8 per- treated. Wherever haps as NECESSARY as some of our I go I seo cats) lese Important resources for public good. and dogs starving. | Think what {t woud mean If there were I do not see why |no cats! Some of the congested districts something cannot | would suffer MORE than can be esti- be done for these} mated from being overrun with the anl- poor animals.” [mals upon which the cats now feed. rst of all there ‘Their very presence {s a safeguard, is something lack- And the dog! What more faithful itty” ing in the mndivid- | animal in all the annals of history than SOPHIE IRENE ual who offers any | the dog? So much so that often, very LOEB abuse toa WEAK- | often, the slogan “Love me love my ER ure that| dog’ is wholly warranted, That they cannot defend itself, Such a one in|have been termed “man's best friend’? his moment of optimism would give a|is the result of the experience of all to some pets. We stopped to Loan Shark Victims, |¥ariety of olrds that nest in it, She To the Editor of The Breving World deplores the violent death of a squirrel I notice that there is an agitation to| that had taken up {ts winter quarters rive thé loan sharks out of business. | there. For the birds, however, it was If such a bill passes an’ goes into a merciful deliverance, Had the squire effect it will be the means of makin, rel been there next spring it wou many a home happy. I am the wii rif_ed ost every nest, sucked t a New York letter-carrier, and for 9 any ah ne 30 ng . owerful last two or three years these loan) PT e the magpie would have to Every pay day he has to turn his full| spring, and rds’ ewes | pay over te them and get from them were sucked wrote | ‘a driblets smal! sto carry him! to me a nests of | wen {} next pay da And then it is ‘ e found | ople entered our life our home was n by py. But how can we be contented when we se: yr 8ix en hulf fed) here report ives and these people waxing rich on ir! squirrels devouring young ¢ UNHAPPY WIFE nester Squirrels an Ontlawa, bla Cap, whi ‘The follow from an English maga-| sanctuaries. zine, wives reas birds and squir- | ies Rot ats. neigt ‘to the Bai g World “The summer season up here in for gach otac ree in M Where is the Legal Ald Society? Tam|the mountains is so short!" Tirazil's arden beats any single tree in trouble and can’t @ford to hire al “Well, it’s got mighty little on that 1 Lave known in tie number and! private lawyer, BB. | my” ry ‘ \ \ result at the time, carries with It the vompensation that is SATISFYING—the toing of an unherakied meritorious Jout of th came a w corner of a window ak, emaciated slowly kitten that |}ooked up and mewed at us in ALMOST | thing. | buman appeal TO BE A RPAL HUMAN DO NOT My friend brought forth some of the! NGLECT TH JEFERING ANI- food and the famished feline partook MAL BY THE WAYSIDE! child a penny and when the child falis| the y *. asleep steal it from him. They re anize the friendly hand al- At least if one cannot help th most with HUMAN Intelligence, and mals that a st ing about he mi seemingly NEVER FORC a kind- be MEKCIFUL enough to let th ness, Trust a dog to know! And to have unmolested the trust of a dog argues well for any | For animals realize the same pains,! person. The brute instinct is AS KEEN thelr blood vessels are similarily con-|aa that of the human pmetimes more structed, they have @ similar nervous|so. ‘They will suffer and ENDURE to aystem., They suffer th maimed body | the most poignant degree for one they JUST AS K NLY as does the human, | recognize as master, hat there ts much suffering in & least people can do in return, large city among stray animals ts be whether they care for animals to the yond dispute, espectally during the [extent of making pets of them or not, sum er son, 8 to tolerate them with JUSTICE Not long since, while in one of the} and a little money, To help an busy thoroughfares with a friend, infunspeaking creature in the time when | the evening, we heard from the ecllar|!t has the GREATE need ts a priv window the # nd of a cat, lege that brings its own reward. rr pened, my friend, who ts ve the feeding that comes with such an ac- animals, was carrying some tion, where NO RETURN can possibly ; deliberately gotten up this party in c | lusion with that perfidious wretch, Jack ver, @ notorious person, to throw her daughter at his head! Where are the: | now, I ask you? Where are they now?” | “They are both alive and well, trust,” said Mrs, Jarr, coolly. r | Silver, at least, isn't running off to the | Battle of Bull Run, and inviting death | where the bullets are thickest, to es- Monday, July 17, The Day of Rest. No. 6.—Bulwer-Lytton’s “RICHELIEU.’’ [DRIEN DE MAUPRAT was a dashing young soldier, a dissolute jamester, a bankrupt. He had fallen under the displeasure of | Cardinal Richelleu, the Prime Minister and actual ruler of France. Also, he loved and was loved by Richeliou’s ward, Julle de Mortemar. Knowing how desperate was Mauprat’s condition, the Count de Baradas —favorite courtier of Louls XIII., King of France—sought to lure him into a conspiracy against Richelfeu. But oven as Baradas was craftily sounding him as to joining the plot armed messengers came to conduct Mauprat to Richelieu. Mauprat thought this was the end, and he bade farewell to life. To his utter amaze, however, the Cardinal not only pardoned him his various misdeeds, but also gave him Julie de Mortemar’s hand in marriage. Richelieu had a double motive in this unaccustomed fit of mercy. Not only did he seek the happiness of Julle, but he wished to save her from Baradas and from the King, both of whom secretly loved her, So he gave her to Mauprat, believing her gallant bridegroom could protect her against all the world, But he was mistaken. Raradaa went at once to the weak willed King with news of Mauprat's mar- tlage, persuading His Majesty that the wedding, without royal consent, was an affront planned by Richelieu to show his contempt for Louts. As @ result . Mauprat was informed that the marriage was annulled. eer while the stricken bridegroom was still dazed at this news Baradas told him that the whole affair—the Car- dinal's sudden fit of mercy and his consent to the mar- ORAS rlage—had been a trick on Richelieu's part to give Julle to the King, Mauprat believed his false friend. He swore to avenge his honor by kililng Richelieu, Baradas had Uttle trouble now in persuading him to join the conspiracy against the Cardinai and to accept the role of assassin, Mauprat, still wild with murderous rage, burst in upon Richelleu late that |night at the head of a band of desperadoes, prepared to strike the old states |man dead. But the Cardinal in a dozen sentences showed the furlous youth how absolutely the latter had been duped by Baradas, Mauprat, Ms eyes at Inst opened to the truth, vowed vengeance Ha xtond between Riohelleu and | the other assassins, Then he hurried off to force an accounting from Baradas. The favorite, through royal influence, had Mauprat thrown Into prison, and |went at the head of a troop of courtiers, backed by the King's order, to demand that Richelieu surrender Julie to him. The Cardinal, old, feeble and now In disgrace with the King, could no longer oppose force with force in order |to protect shs w But as Baradas was about to seize Julle Richellev drew | himself to his frail height and halted the favorite, | “Mark where she stands!” he thundered, “Around her form I draw the jawful circle of our solemn Church, Set but one foot within that holy ground |and on thy head—yea, though it wore a crown—I launch the curse of Rome!” Trembling, the courtters sank to thetr knees, They dared not brave the |Church’s wrath, Julie for the moment was safe, Yet Richelleu's power over |the King seemed forever gone. Louis was completely under the influence of | Baradas and the other conspirators, and turned a cold shoulder on his wily old | adviser, Unless Richelieu could regain the King’s favor Mauprat must dla, Julle must soon or late fall into the power of Baradas, and even the Cardinal's own life might not be safe. Rickelleu learned of the existence of a packet which contained proof that Baradas and tho rest were conspiring against the King himself. Could the Cardinal lay hands on that packet and show it to the King the conspirators would bo ruined and he himself | A Deserted Bridegroom. A Turn of 3 Would once more be all-powerful. He sent Francois, one hearde } of his most devoted servants, in search of it. The servant, realizing h@w much hung upon the success of his mission, een taltored: “It I fati7— “Fail!” echoed Richelleu, ‘In the lexicon of youth, which Fate reserves for a bright manhood, THERE IS NO SUCH WORD AS FAIL!" The Cardinal, stripped of his high office, half dead with an incurable !!Iness that had long wasted him, was forced to alt helplessly by while Baradas mi: governed the kingdom and condemned Mauprat to. death. As affairs were at thelr worst Francots brought him the precious packet, With feeble hand Riche- | lieu gave it to the King. A glance at its contents told Louls of the network of couspiracy and ruin to which he and France were being dragged. Throwing himself at Richelleu's feet, the King tmplored pardon and entreated the Car- dinal to resume contro! of the kingdom, | On the moment Richelieu cast off his illness like an outworn garment, With @ few curt orders he repaired the damage done to the state, sent Baradas to the scaffold and reunited Julle and Mauprat. Then, turning to the others, he laughed in triumph: ever say thy volce that country?" again! My own dear France have thee yet. It was me back from the tomb! What sweetheart ike one me Not His Fault. Realism in Art. LOCAL patnter | ‘Aue 2 7 as “ went three months on @ j cape the traps of a persistent oid maid, ||, “tins wtoit tho face ote chsky bat wot Feces tegen sos feel dnd | 4s did one unfortunate man I've heard vith tine Gra #, sets asked ble em. | fi#4 all his expenditures and all his time. Every: of.” ieee tan MERE to ak te body told him so when h re was exhibited, “The Spanish war! The Spanish wart | icq ey S o'ciocks” suid the boy, after @ | = rybody but one, Ths whose opinion he George, my slain hero!’ moaned Miss careful survey. Mbition “with ie F Met tae nae NUE cA | Hickett. “No, you're wrong," sald bis employer, “It | nutbied, “Which is your picture’ one,” | And she went off into hysterics and | "os't be 8 for quite # while yet, not for 20) N¢ told’ ner—and waited, “She studied! It ta": | beat her heels on the ground. Where- at Mrs, Dusenberry dashed vinegar in her face and cried: “Cut her corset strings!"* And promptly Mr, Jarr and Mr. | Rangle escaped to Little Germany, where | there was peace, quiet and {mported | beer. But Mrs. Jarr and Mrs. Rangsle did | not intend to let them be free, In the excitement over the hysterical collapse | of Miss Hickett, they were too much in- | terested in the applying of restoratives, | fanning the sufferer and keeping the throng back, to attend to their recreant husbands. But when a cold peace had been in a measure restored and Miss Hickett had recovered somewhat, the absence of the husbands gave their wives an opportu- nity to get out of the awkward situa- tlon, Gathering their children and btd- ding some hurried and formal adious, Mrs. Jarr and Mrs. Rangle also fled the scene. | “Well, [ just couldn't help st!" con- fessed Mrs. Jarr as she and Mrs, Ran- kle hurried on, “It did look so cheap and shoddy, marching with that basket party. And having the Stryvers, of all people, run right into u: ‘1 don't know that I can blame you,” sald Mrs. Rangle, “I'm afraid I would | have sald the same thing, but T was on ‘ahead and didn't see the Stryvers up. Isn't tt always the way, though? When you try to do anything tor com- jmon people, you are always made to regret it!" And not one of them brought a thing but olives!” said Mrs. Jarr bitter! ‘They should have felt honored at b 1g asked, That terrible old backwoods woman, Mra. Dusenberry—she, at least | could have cooked doughnuts and fried hicken enough for us all ‘And that Mra. Terw ask h She was another olive | bringer," remarked Mrs, Rangle, for- getting that olives were HER ehiefest contribution to the feast, too. ladies found Mr. Jarr and M viding behind seldels of Mur Mrs, Jarr made some re | about joining the Stryvers, But \ Jarr said “Nix!” And he sald it ally that ne why did we Rana} ener, park Mr, and em- neekly 80 strong Mrs. Jar re- , dear,’ were. and they stayed where minutes,” “Bote hands ia p'inting to 8 fea" as straight |! wood’ Nyiape oe og tm eet, ERO, | ae dey can p'tnt,"" anid the boy, stubbornly. “If | mneye ao natural, Whi asstonds uy Gey ain't telling de truf, I cyan't help it."—| they were ‘really’ mate” of woot nd Youth's Companion, Piain Dealer, 2 ICHUS make a marked feature of present styles. ’ two Illustrated are widely different in style, yet equally smart, . 1 includes a square collar with full tle ends, It can be made of one material throughout or of two. 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