The evening world. Newspaper, August 8, 1911, Page 12

Evening World Daily Magazine, Tuossday, August 8, 1911. She SE aiorio. Pobtshed Daily Frcopt Sunday by the Press Publishing Company, Nos. 63 to 63/ Row, New ¥ . &. ANGUS SHAW, Pres. and Trou, JOSEP P i ATZE' Juator, Sec'y. | 3 Park’ Row. Entered at the Fost-Office at New Yo Matter, Sateerts i Unteed seater | AN ‘ Invorpetional and Canada, Bae Bess: £9.36] 882 Soni, yitbetins SWEPT BY OCEAN BREEZES. EW YORK CITY is eur rounded by sparkling salt tidewater, yet a majority of the population derive their ideas of the seaside principally from Battery Park, the recreation piers or the ferryboats. It is swept by ocean breezes, yet on a Saturday or Sunday you might imagine there was no way to get a breath of fresh air except by = 5 jamming into a trolley car wee or elevated train and go- ing to Coney Island. Free baths are opened for a few weeks during the summer, and there is freat rejoicing among the small percentage of the population who get into them. But there is no danger that Manhattancse will be- come web-footed from frequenting the swimming-tanks. All the time the ocean breezes—which constitute the real at traction of Coney or any beach—are blowing up the bay, or the mountain breezes down the North River, and hardly anybody knows it, because to find out it is necessary to go up on the roofs, There area few theatre and hotel r » but in effe these are weather-proof, and of no account as outdoor resorts. The new apartment houses that provide roof facilitics for anything besid drying the laundry output are notable exceptions. About the only sections of the city where the vast reof acreage is utilized for health and pleasure to any appreciable extent is in the crowded tenement districts, where necessity has urged it, or) mission settlement work has set the example. In some of the huge | business blocks the janitors or superintendents live with their fam- ilies on or near the roofs, and their acrial hammock-swinging, sleep- | ing cots and children’s playgrounds afford an instructive object les- | son to any observant person who may chance to climb a high tower | end look down upon the life around. | These hints ought sooner or later to impress the builders of our | 5,000,000 metropolis. In Africa and the Orient, as well as in South- | ern Europe, from time immemorial the outdoor life of the people | hae been lived mainly on the roofs. There, as proportionately in| the case here, the narrow, stuffy, canyon-like strects afford avenues for necessary traffic, and that is about all they are good for. SUNFLOWERS. HE sunflower and the golden blows will now replace the summer rose, and gladden the aesthetic sense at very much reduced | expense. The glows with starry brightness fill the gardens of Commuterville. The sunflower rivals, at its best, the target at the Schuetzen fest. These yellow fellows, in their season, bring many a sordid soul to reason. They have the laugh on all whose creed condemns the | sunflower as a “weed.” BEER AND BEERAGE. if and, you know, they have a titled nobility of beer, called the Beerage, Statisticians have figured | out that there is one Peer | to every 2,000,000 gallons | of beer, | In this country, notwith- standing the fact that we are supposed to spend §81,000,000,000 annually in Yibations to Gambrinus, are actually = muck- nz the brewers, | Secretary Wilson, of the Government’s Department of Agriculture, having expressed the opinion that the people of the United States know less about beer than about any other subject except whiskey, the pure food and drink detectives of Dr. Harvey W Wiley’s Board of Inspection are busying themselves with the ques tion, What is beer? They will endeavor to ascertain if it is con cocted of any other ingredients than barley malt, hops, corn, rice, glucose, starch, cablage leav If it is, then the labels will have to be changed Heretofore, beer ha it ds liable to caus and coloring matter, that’s all, orally r yeon rded as a soporific > many sleepless nights I MU t. Cruelty to Animale, a day who, when you'd AB tan To tha, FaAitor of The Kyeving World re you in a ahametul Now. where are our humane societies CO a AE that we read so much about’ | dont yeas fart RA know what to say of all the homeless i Gates Opa BGA ta cats and dogs that we seo walking Mae ihe abot einen around starving. 1 hope that members Se ees of the SF. C. A. can do something tO win! or out of New Ye ph as reeve the suffering of these onimals. | sien tn your salary to the fam | The streets of the sity of ow York ) spend what you get for Sunday - pave aire bee WB: Bt ne j He sat with what you've got and dons q ae coy, | Wait for your opportunt ou om Advice as to Holding Jobs. 1s Y A i pele pera J nou To the Editor of The Eveniog Wo | ¢ eat y n Ba. I red with interest the Isiter on the} the same way or you may give th “Bleventh-Hour Shoppers." 1 would | the benefit of your experience. Better like to know what my brother sales | yourself if you can, but make sure of man. would say if be had to work] one position while you're trying for thirteen or fifteen hours @ day, and another, Anything while you're work- every day in the week at that. What! tng 14 worth dozens when you're look- would you say when you work these | ing for work. i oy ent of Cooper Union, itor of The Evening World: ‘9 whom should I apply for informa- to|tion about taking vocal les! cal) down from the bu: Manager lo su bis whim or be cranky dyspeptic? 1 hours and at ‘the end oy day get a use he is a| would lke Go if be got peven or eight shoppers DOROTHY, | Now ns from | know what my brother salesman would |the People's Chorus at Cooper Union? | b Caught With the Goods % Lt BE ONLY NO SHOPPING FOR AMINUTE. ME,WIFEY. Itt WAIT OUTSIDE AND SMOKE A CIGAR. Stayin | ! THERE ‘NO YOU DON’T, MISTER) DoG-STEALER ! HAS SUCHA NICE LITTLE MISTRESS, Tool By Bs "YOU LOOK LIKE AN HONEST. AN= WILL YOU MIND IDO FOR ME WHILE I —— WITH GREA BLE, sun HOW TO START A FORTUNE ess Publishing Co, (The New York World), Copyright, 111 by The Bankers’ “The young man who chooses a business “The holders-on of the little places have By Sophie Irene Loeb. OM men are born with riches, others achieve riches and still others nav riches thrust upon them. Get into the game early, I would! suggest as thi first requisite for starting a fortune,” began Mr, Walter Bonnet, president of tho New York State Bankers’ Association. “The centres from the top to thi bottom have been the means of money-making more than any other. “T take it you do not want me to talk of the first and last class of aforesat rich men,""sald Mr. tonal Bank, of which he is also the 58 mentioned. red with most IRST OF Hut of the middl shier and vice-president, WENT ON MR. BENNET, “ CULUM OF THE PUBLIC SCHOOL WE AP MANUAL TRAINING AND THE ACTUL N 13 OF THE [MAN WHO WOULD SUCCEED, SO ‘THA 2 BOY WHO GETS OUT OF THY PUBLIC SCHOOL—RIG T INTO THE HE MBANS TO BE PART AND PARCEL— TIMES OUT OF TEN | MORE THAN LIKELY TO BECOME THE NOTCHER, | Of course I think that colleye and higher Is the proper and neces- ting if a man 4s going to follow a professional c and live issues of trade have very little ia common, How to Choose the Lite Work, Lhaving J the active battle of business, one of the important things t Is to get a line on that kind of pursuit that one ts espeetally inclined to an kK to It, ‘The holders-on of the little places have been the stockholders of th “A College Education Is Not Necessary to Start a Fortune,” Says Mr. Walter Bennet, President of the New York State ‘(Sixteen years not too young to begin the business of saving. should enter the school of experience as quickly as possible, ‘Strike out for one line in the business and stick to it. “Even if a man make five or six dollars a week he should save one dollar out of that. “Under no circumstances should a single man spend all he makes, Bennet smillngly as we talked in the American Exchango Na- r, after all, the man who achieves riches {9 the one we ure DAILY | BIN IDUALS CENTRE OF WHICH! 4 Grouch Isa Heavy Handicap. er, But dead languages | Association. career with the making of a fortune in view become the stockholde: ” oemwa 7 LOEB. of the big one: Le NO RIGHT TO EXPECT CONTINUOUS HELP FROM THOSE AROUND HIM. EVEN 1F HE MAKES BUT FIVE OR SIX DOLLARS A WEEK, HE SHOULD | SAVE ONE, IT MAY NOT BE EASY, BUT EVEN ONE-DOLLAR BILLS WILL e| ADD UP. IT CREATES INDEPED BACKBONE OF THE BIG FORTUN: n this independence should begin early. For instance, every boy with an earning capacity and who lives at home should first of all pay his board in that | home. Even if conditions are such that it ts not absolutely necessary, the very payment of which 1s in reality an obligation, 1t will inculcate a spirit of responst- | Dilly and @ saving attribute that will be the saving grace in the line of accumu- lath NCE, AND INDEPPNDENCE IS THE e “A wise soul has said, ‘Responsibility gravitates to him who can shoulder tt’ WOULD ADVISE A Boy] 4nd the individual fits his own back to his own burden as he plans It. , “$a Mee Jaap agent os “I HEAR MEN SAY, ‘I DID NOT HAVE A CHANCE. I DID NOT HAVE oy te OH CPR e ORE beveng band bad “| cio RIGHT START, I HAD NOT THE PROPER EDUCATION. NoRODY galt ef cag G. ANDI A GLA to Norg| DID ANYTHING FOR ME.’ THESE ARE CRIES OF TH MBY-PAMBY IN- WHO CONTINUALLY GO ON THE TH WORLD OWES THEM A LIVING, THEY NEVER STOP 10 TURN THE QUESTION AROUND. RY THAT THE TO CONSIDER OR ‘And they forever live with a grievance and @ grouch and hug that closer th anything else. I have no patience with the whiners. Every man can make a fortune if he does not sidestep. “here's a lot of money in the world. There is a fortune for every one who | can fill the requirements to make it. And he who runs may reap. Of course there trials and tribulations—so-called troubles. Nothing ever came about without 0. a “But, e | people after all, {t 1s a@ bad business to keep telling your troubles to other For each {8 as busy as a boy Killing snakes in keeping tab on his own. | big ones. ‘Phe fellow who says nothing and saws’ wood goon has @ wood pite that it would . choosing one Mne he should ¢ and tho’ 4) take a long time to burn up, Patina a oT id rag ape areca feet abet Hc Fk LITTLE GROCER AROUND THE CORNER, THE SALESMAN IN When a man excels, his services are In demand. When services are in | ‘THY SHO! BOOKKEEPER IN THE OFFICE—ALL HAVE THE FIGHT- | Aemand money command ING CHANCE FOR A FORTUNE IF THEY ARE WILLING TO GO IN AND ‘AND THE NENT THING, THE PARAMOUNT THING, PERHAPS, I8 TO) TAKS THE CHA FOR FIGHTING, FOR NOTHING WAS EVER oB- SAVE. NO MAN, NO MATTER HOW HE IS INCLINED IN THE HABIT OF AINED WITHOUT A WILLINGNESS TO COMBAT ANY OBSTACLES THAT NDING, HAS ANY BUSINESS TO SPEND ALL HE MAKES, HE HAS | MIGHT COME ALONG.” Confessions W's {9 It that spring and summer, and love and dinner, and vacstew® emile—and then g: cocktail and then blames the poor Uttle watery mixture for 1 & fight with the waiter, or “the cards,” or “the luck. But @ married man can ENJOY himself with @ free hand and @ clear con- science, HE has somebody to blame it on, HE has a “human conscience” working for Mm ali the time. He hds somebody who ts responsible for his act” on earth and his success in getting into heaven. lead He 1s never responsible for anything he does—except, of course, the good and and HE doesn’t have to suffer for his sins, He can do his repenting vicariously, And look how he enjoys his summe: out of @ vacation? A few weeks of the same old flirtations, on the same old | beac | have to trot off to an inane summer resort. and THINK what \t means to him—to be able to go’ where he pleases, come home when he ple: over the house. married life, with no one to wale you up—and no one to blame when you do wake up. Alns! When a married man wakes up he knows just where be has been and what he hi don't even know where I was last night, nor what I sald nor what I did. I ma: | have loaned $40 to my worst enemy. wife forgot to mend the hol astute and clever. agement at home, What does a bachelor get out of life, anyway? When I wake up with @ | headache and a dark blue feeling I can only growl at inanimate things; a collar button, or @ shoe lace, or a dull razor—or I can kick the dog, at most. A mar- ried man can rail at the cook, be peevish about the breakfi children sent out of the room. | domestio arrangements until he works off all his pent-up misery. I oan only look through my pockets and discover that I shall have to go without my favorite brand of cigars and cut out taxicabs for the next el months in order to make up for last night's hilarious Joy. But # married m: can work himself up into even have gone and GOTTEN MARRIBD, for all I know! Of a Mere Man Transcribed by Helen Rowland + Copyright, 1011, by The Frese Publishing Co, (The New York Westd). Alas, the Poor Bachelor! and ail the nice things in life can't iast? Why ts it that they are ways followed by autumn, and regret, and disillusionment, and @ ache—and the next morning? It was that last bottle that did it. I know it! If 2 bed stopped, just one before, I should have avoided It all: the dark brown taste, the headache, the remorse, being late at the office this morning, and the—but, pehaw! It ts always the last bottle that gives you the headache, It te always the last kiss that leaves you remorseful, or the Jast “hand” thet 1 you “broke.” It is even the last strl to whom you propose that you usually marry. Well, for once, I wish I had married her, What @ sweet consolation It must be to a married man, when he wakes up on ® morning Itke this, to have a WIFE to blame for having “driven him to it.” I'm gure Eve was put inte the world for Adam to blame t4s gins on. And Adem eent her to the apple tree FIRST, in order that she might “tempt him, A chap puts on his best clothes and his most flattering out and hunts up eomebody to “tempt” him. He swallows ding him into He loses his money at poker and then curses “fate,” At least, that's al) we poor single men can do. ROWLAND He has some one either w him into into it “temptation” of to nag him noble things. If he loses that quarter out of his pocket, It is because Ms If he succeeds in business, It 1s because he te If he falls, it 19 because he never got any help or encour: t and order the Then, he can go around picking flaws in the highly righteous wrath over the waste in the kitohen, order his wife to dismias the cook and to stop buying cream for the fruit vacation! What does @ bachelor get » with the same old kind of girl, at most, But a married man doesn't Hoe merely sends his wife there revels in the superna) Joy of a whole month of freedom, ‘s. and scatter clear ashes and solled clothes and poker chips all It’s tho change, the VARIETY, which constitutes the spice of But bachelordom {3 one long, sweet, placid dream of monotony, been doing. His WIFE keeps him informed on the subject. But I I may have smashed plate-glass mirror Proposed to a girl I never Ww before or—awful thought!—I may | the the | La Republique of Feb. 3, 1549, says in its report of the strango happenings: “The double ing ministrative, | for dwe c | eav: of Some Spook Stories with public clamor, the following state- ment: opening of a new street from the Sor- bonne to the Pantheon !s @ wood and | charcoal yard bounded by a one-story! bursting of a bomb. | awelling house. | arated from adjoining buildings now in irse of de: Auguste, night 1s assailed by a shower of projec- By David A. Curtis, Copyright, 1911, by The Press Publishiug Co, (The New York World), III,— Strange Bombardment | tiles, producing such havoc that wins 4 h pears to have been eee attacked by catapults or grape shot. ot mysterious as-|,. These projectiles aro paving stones, saults upon a| {ements of ruins and huge blocks dwelling house in| “Mech could not be hurled by the hand Paris occurred | °f M82. It has been impossible to learn nightly for over| “Hence or ‘ow they are thrown, The thikeuresencana Bolles watch by day and night. Watch- 4 aro kept in the surrounding in- although the o-| closures. The projectiles continue to ico of the city! come from a great halght above the made every effort! heads of people on the lookout on possible to di8-| neighboring roofs. These missiles are seat Bulgin ap shed apparently from a great distance, but misniien that were hurled againee | (0Y@lably hitting the house men tloned, house they falled utterly, At 11 o'clock of that night, according to another article in La Republique of the following day, police agents wero placed at all adjacent points. But an enormous stone struck against the barricaded door of the house, At 3 o'clock, while the chief of the safety- service with flve or six subordinates was making inquiries of the occupants of the house, an immense rough stone fell, shivering at thelr feet, like the ry, Judiclal and ad- which has been going on some days past, verifies, in accord | In the demolition begun for the Tt is this house, sep-| It appears {rom these and many other accounts printed at the time tn the litton by the large ex-| Paris papers that none of the occupants the old inclosure wall|of the house was injured, although constructed under Philippe| the furniture, even the beds, was shate which every evening and all| tered and smashed This mystery was never cleared up, tlons of Paris, Legends of Old New York + 7 Mr. Jarr Has Eloped! But Suspend Judgment By Alice Phebe Eldridge Until You Hear His Side of the Sa tory. pe epigdp oy tiara alae alata Ja chap!” whla-) done standing up aN pangie oe Vat dee reed tiaees epgnght, WIA, by The res Publishing Ca, : He pointed to the startled andy “You're gone now, old chap!" whis- doi at . t he door by loac Ut Cave New York World), hu ra ativan sete fan indicative |pered Mr. Jarr to the sullen Silver. Mr, Silver, who had never met Papa | The Return of Gouberneur| wiips, white a man's voice criedt > mb and said Tam sure there is no occassion for|Mudridge before, could not soo whece Morris, *Annte Morris, fetch us our cousta's By Roy L. McCardell, Phere stands Harold Armitage inseemiy words," said Mrs. Jarr, while | any reconciliation was due, But every. DUVERNEUR MORRIS, American| “Zh oF We Wilt break into the house N ule front room of the Jarr flat the Mr, Si*__r attempted to bolt, but only | Miss Mudridge sobbed and moaned and |body else thought they saw it, and ( Minister to the Court of Louis | “"d tke It.” ] once-dashing Jack Silver, now an gycceeded” on the front | thoroughly enjoyed herself and the situ- | Mr, Jarr, speaking for himself, ventured XVI, had found himself consider-| 4 Stange mist arose in the room bumbied engaged 1 was be readth of t » he had been | ation Mr, Sliver hat announced the | the suggestion that they all take « little ed When he returned to| “here the lonely woman sat, the por- pushed toward @) arrayed in a brought to | engagement jdrink on tt at the close of the Frenon | sits stirred in their frames, the Hone of to sco how |a sudden halt Then why isn't it printed?” Mra, Jarr, after sundry excuses maaan d on the coats-of-arme. ked arcayed must cease!" thundered |Papa Mudridge. "I have come he all her best glasses being broken, | Many of the French aristocrats had| There was a clatter of steel and an bride in @ pap, vast expense In @ taxtcab that awalts | brought out the family for medicinal. |intrusted to him thelr Jewels, plate, | ld warrior leapt down from his frame 1 outit can't cease too quick for me low, Lam determined that my daugh-| purposes-only bottle, gave Jarr a iaces and papers, knowing that their] and, striking his sword and shield to- Mr. Jarr thought ed the trapped bachelor ter shail no longer occupy this untena- | microscopic quantity, dealt Mberally by | houses would be sacked while his would | gether, thrice called on Gouverneur yy { great fun, Mr Father, you shall not strike him! position." all the rest and waited for Papa Muyd- | remain unharmed; and many who had| Morris to come forth. Some one wi Silver's flancee,| cried Miss Mud throwing her| “Let me at him, old pal! whispered | tiay9 to propose a toast, done sd had fallen under the knife of| heard to move out from the room tn YY Miss Clara Mu rims around the helpless Silver. Mr. Silver to Mr, Jarr, “Lee me Just! “pana Mudridge the kind of man|the sulllotine, leaving the wealth un-|which Morris had died, a measured foot- , thought the Whereat, seeing that the unfortunate | hand } one and I'll die happy or get! v0 nad a lot of toasts stored tn his claimed and rightfully his, step sounded in the hall, and as the i aptive looked “too young man was helpless, the elder |married or anything that's wanted.” ~~ | oion, ready to spring upon those| When he arrived in America Morris} front door was flung open Annle Mor- | y ranything!" | Mudrilge shook his fist and cried: Perhaps Papa Mudridge realized what | viom mistortune threw in his dulce, | took all these possessions to his house! ris heard a scream from. without se ij She sald so. No man shall trifle with the affec-| was in his intended sonslnslay o mind | onderous company. at Port Morris in the Bronx. There! the wild clatter of horses’ hoofs, ” “00 Mrs. Jarr thought | tions of my child and Mv jand, being a truckling old coward when Ante yn yer ‘ cne night at a dinncr he touched his| ‘he door of the room opened and Mi Mer REROD it was the first) This was Just what Mr, Silver want-| his bullying tactics failed, a araile ae oe te Pape Madcon: eee wife's winegiass with his own, saying rig appeared, With a smile he took time sho had ever scen this particular | ede arge male persoo to hand alup bls features and he grasped Jack |RP°P Oy” UM nae Sieve; | that if ahe'bore him s son he would bel candslabrum from. the mantel 6 bachelor do anything useful to woman: | wallop to. He could Mck three ike! Silver by the hand, )ining, as It were, ha! And I am glad | hele to all this wealth, beckoning his widow to follow, led hi Kind, Papa Mudridge and he made @ plunge; ‘Spoken like a good man and true! that my daughter—ha—takes Mr, sir. | The look of hatred that was ex-| trom room to room. Then, and the Mr, Silver thought of su: prefera or him, he exclaimed, “I accept your explana: VER for her husband, just for the | changed between the two nearest rela-| oniy, did she know to what wealth bly by leaping head first from the third: | “Remember, Bill, no violence!” erled tion aud welcome you as my dnught Na Ce ANGI ae it ween Nactuet? Hel tives, who were also seated at the! yay had been born, story window of a Harlem flat, Mr. Jars, also restraining the now furl /choice, Do not Mutter, tue bird!” he -0-0-D N-I-G-H-T!" ered Jack giie| Mb! when they. haar. Hie Feark For secret drawers, where money, In tho midat of all the tittering and | ous Sliver. jeaid plavéully io hie canahien ing. |ver, And selzing Mr. Jarr by the wrist | W&S_not unnoticed by elther Morrla oF/ 1111 goods ana Jewels were hidden were scuffling the door bell rang. And Ger-| “1 have been here. «All has been| Miss Murdridge hadn't (cen fluttering, TA ARO ARN BD TILT BY the | nis wite See etary nny canes Were Ridden wetn trude, the Jarrs' light running domestic, | proper, Mr. Mudridge! exclaimed Mrs. | Everything was coming her way too|he Pp nd down A aon hed been 1 ded dulla r oprietie: ob- | well for fluttering. the stairs like a projectile and out on Miss Mudridge’s papa gased right at} “Wh then,” bellowed Papa Mud- | and my dear Jack should be reconciled abel ns sat ay here ere Mr. Silver and cried in a bellowing | ridge, “has the engagement not been an- | cried she. | _upwenty ¢ ollass we are in Jerse voice: {nounced? 1 care not for all his mi And she looked around for a place to | City in twenty minutes!” cried Mr. site “Where ts he? ‘The villain who {s|{ous!"" continued Papa Mudridge “The |faint in, But with four people in the|ver to the driver. ‘1 am King the heart of my little girl!’ name of my child shall mot be Landi » Jarre wae first to grasp what was about in society!” ed | front room of the Jarr flat there was no lroom for swooning, unless i could be wager of @ million dollars born, but Gouv It was the first night of the year 1817, a r f de up around the world in twenty days on 4@| throw "pight she beard tthe clatter of horses’ A year had passed. closing shelves heaped with fWprics and gold plate; pictures were displaced, revealing unguessed riches. Then, returning to the Lreplace, More ris stooped as tf to kiss his wife and child, when, lo, the first hour of morn- ing struck and he vanished into hig pore trait om the wall neur Morris was dead, lace, rlob the widow sat Jone, her baby in arms, thinking of the past, of her 4 husband and of the the evil looks the cousins’ faces, Suddenly h the storm of the winter's