The evening world. Newspaper, August 26, 1911, Page 8

en Evening World Daily inns lc aA ISS nares | — t} “1917 The (Che yes World. Dernsnea . bitehing Company, Nos, 68 to 63 ep bret rey as a the re TOER Junior, Bec'y. B ANGE OA Re 33 Per tow. p Entered a the Fout-Omicc st Now York en Second: Class Mattttany and Gadecription Ri | For Mogland, and the Con World tor Based Taetss Mest cain, Whe 0, 18,267. | + 31858 Monch: VOLUME 62. THE AMERICAN AIRMAN. | HE aeroplane being an American {nven- tion, it was not without a certain justifiable | chagrin and impatience that most of us saw | Frenchmen and other foreigners running away with the records. Theoretically we indorsed all that the Wrights had to say against “stunts.” Practically we have as 0 people demanded them, in the sense that | more aviators have found it expedient to make chort cuts to profitable notoriety by supplying thrills than by the substantial and eclentifically etudied achievements of a Curtiss or an Atwood. Even Wilbur Wright flew the length of the city over the battleships of the nations assembled in the North River at the Hudson-Fulton celebration, and Atwood certainly shows no disposition to go out of his way to avoid scaring in startling proximity to the pinnacles of our skyscrapers. Now there is something to marvel at, and et the same time sub- stantial cause for patriotic pride, in the long-distance feat triamph- antly accomplished by Harry N. Atwood, whose cross-country biplane flight from St. Louis to New York, « total distance of 1,265 miles, eets & new world’s record. This world record Atwood now hes securely to his credit, whether or not he completes his programme es originally laid out, and con- tinues the flight to Boston. In fact, ft was his last Thureday morn- ing, when he paseed Rhinecliff, opposite Kingston, up the Hudson. At that point he had already flown 1,177 miles in eleven daye—thir- teen miles further than the European aviators in the recent Franco German circuit travelled in @ course that occupied them more than twice Atwood’s time. Atwood’s greatest French rivals up to date are Andre Beaumont (Lieut. Conneau) and Pierre Vedrines. Oonneau won Inet month the great “around Britain” race—from Brooklands, near London, to Edin- burgh, returning via Carlisle, Manchester, Bristol, Exeter and Brighton to the place of departure—a total distance of 1,010 miles, completed by the winner in four days’ time, with only 28 hours 28 minutes and 18 seconds actual flying. Vedrines (who finished second in this race) won the Paris to Madrid race, 788 miles, in 14 hours 54 minutes actual flying time. His average speed was 481-8 miles an hour. Conneau’s one-day record of 401 miles hes not yet been ‘ap- proached, but his average speed in his long-distance flights is only 45 miles an hour. Atwood, flying alone, with no competitors to push | —— him, has been averaging 46 tailes an hour this trip, Ce MONA LISA. AS anybody here seen Liva?—Lies of the mystic emile—Leonardo’s lovely Mone Lisa,| cngevistt, 1011, Tes Fromm Putiishing Co. ee ae onan! (The New York World), en image ehrined and sainted, By Ri : q oy L. McCardell. in the Louvre of Paree, wasnt lle ee (thes was) sat centuries fm Mrs. Jarr’s front room and elopements Gabdied at her eyes with a costly =e} BTC | rece handkerchief, Her eyes and eke etarry-eyed and|the Mra Jeabes Smith (nee Mudridge) a prs-| 200% were red with weepins. ee “What a delightful extract!” sald 5 miulti-millionaire. | sare. ‘1 never smelt anything eo delt- and cate.” fortune were Mre, Jarr made the remark partly in truth and partly to divert the mind of the melancholy bride “boo hoo!—cost me eight dollars an ounce! Oh, ‘s. Jarr, I am the most unhappy girl!’ sobbed the bride. Just then the eetting sun flashed through the windows of Mrs. Jarr’s humble and even shabby little front room. And the diamond rings on young ‘Mre. Smith's hands sparkled like fire. Myre. @méth regarded them with » sad- dened gaze. “Oh, behave yourself, you foolish girl!’ exclatmed Mra. Jarr in some im- patience, ‘You've got everything you went" — “| HAVEN'T got anything I want! 1 ‘want somebody to love me!" oried the ride. “Your husband loves you end be is most kind and generous to you,” certain, and {t sounds Me bunk.) 4 » the ledy’s left the Louvre—with whom, at present Te euch en outing likely to improve her? goes? be Mona Live's crossed the ocean—(here fe the wildest half-formed, desperate Bat, writing, no one knows. How will she be received, where‘er she T+ may Sapporition yet)—obsessed with eome vague, notion thet she will change into a suffragette! “Part-Time” Puptis, Fe the Bitttor of The Brening World: ‘When « New York officiel recently eat on the Admiral's right, with « forty- etmire the beautiful bulMting, to read. It seams to me thatthe tere ere at large do not find themes! home there. pemestves ot Hedgeville Bihe-year-old wine and partook of soup from a set of gold dishes, I wonder if he had knowledge of the fuct that United States civil war soldiers are grueee i these two Dhrases from | resting in Potter's Meld H i le? If not, by whom te No a| ne ; pect land, and that in a few days an army|WMtten? No. 1 “Let the 4 val bak | NNY BODDY !2 your nelg' of school children will march thelr dead." No. 2 “Let th aes. bury) has a baby about the same age hae “narte | eee ieaeean o dead past time” acholare to our over-crowded The Bi ‘To the Bitttor of The Prening World, Editor pene eS By John L. Hobble your own, C, COHEN, Public school butldings? ‘The first quotation {s from the Bible, | The second ts fram 1x WILLIAM STONEBRIDGE. | o¢ riggs The Newest Ideal, To the Fditor of The Brening Worlds Lewal Ald Soctety, 29 To be our country's President, | To the Kdtitor of The Evening World Was the old school boys’ bright dope 1 am engaged here at $40 per month Put, now, the schoolboys of to-day, |Wases and my poss All aim (o be THE WHITE HOPE — | Without TOM NOLAN, rot The Drening World moantum World my fifteenth birth. in public brary easures to pure t are fond ed at home from the When the Astor Library | Where supp! only 4 foet 10 inches. advice for wow Library (and ie mu drewing) ta dOHN We soe 3 ne mh, Hi young men here a paatellew'e Feed I ward about proposin’ Broadway, | camp meetin’. 2 O8T oy the sayin's nowaday discharged me are intended for bitin’ sarcasm | eason, to my knowledge, after and he refuses to pay me full ‘ The New Library’ | Wages. To whom can I apply for legal tor of The Evenin |advice? a ad “Readers New Ro- | Thursday, Thoraday, Library,’ and in asion you | To the Editor of The Evening World what keeps the stay-at-home! Or { date of the week dia A readera out of the building! Permit |%, 1892, fali? Also Oct, 6, 18927 me to enlighten you accordingly. ‘The HPRRERT P. frequenters of libraries are mostly from In the World Almanac. the Ibrartes’ tmmediate nei@:borhood. | To the Putt : 4 the people that lve around the| Where can I find ‘the population of ow ry can't be classed, I th’ London, New York, &s? RR # that would enjoy a good bo ebty-three pounds gaining 0 back- | that the girls are threatenin’ to start & that are so old they have lost their teeth. AWYER RASP acted so homest tn | | trytn’ to acquit Dave Stearn that! ' abted his own sincerity \ mother wante !t mostly to ® to her son F,morner ee wants fame, but & ——_———— A Strange Old Custom. VPRY May thousands of persons E, n Manila and around make pil grimages to the shrine of the of Antipolo, an tmage with @ Kable history, More than three indred years ago Our Lady of Peace Latay p ft at- | hetght FE. W.R. and Good Voyage sailed the seas tn acted many readers from the lower| At an gymna- | Span ons, @ safeguard to trea or after work walked to the library arse r the the se saya the Ma But now they find it rather hand to 1 welght a Times, $t was lost during an up walk to Forty-second sireet and Fif U i a avenue and are not Inclined to sp To the Falitor ye aa ‘ their nickels for fares to reach there.| | Can J « near New jown. ‘ Ya Of course, It drew multitudes to the| Yurk without a marriage Hoense? Antipolo is a community prospe end the yourly mocce of al Her ‘Mrs. Jarr. ‘yeurseif(" “I want somebody to love me whom T love,” moaned the bride. “You chould be eshamed of do not love him!" “Well,” said Mrs. Jarr philosephicalty, “you've got what all girs these day seam to think the only things worth while—fine clothes, jewelry, automobties, Deautiful apartments”— “What good are they ff nobody loves you—I mean tf nobody loves you that you love?" wailed the ride. “Now stop being eflly!” said Mre Jarr. “You've married well and everybody says you are @ lucky girl.” “But I loved another. I loved Jack!” cried the bride. “Oh, why did I not listen to the Voice of Reason? Why did I spurn hie love and be unfaithful to my own dear Jack?’ ‘I think you DID listen to the Votce of Reason,” sala Mre. Jarr coldly. “Tf Jack Silver wanted to marry you, why {4 he run away from you?" “That 1s the cruel mystery of Fat: cried the weeping young woman. “Cruel mystery of fiddiesticks!”’ piled Mra, Jarr teatily. ‘You go bathe your eyes in some coM water and go home and go out to supper with your doting husband and be happy that you don't have to live in a shabby flat and worry and fret yourself to make @ dol- rer 4) lar do the work of five!” A Society Beauty—in Persia it is the custom in sta for & woman Choussuds, Wax Wheneves she Jeaves her gwo epartmenta, “Ite teretble | to have somebody loving you when you Magazine, Saturday, August 26 (Fall Hats’ 3 % 4 By Rolf Pielke Mrs. Jarr Pleasantly Suggests to Her Husband _ That He Play Martyr and Go Gunning for Tr« ule ee “I would not mind poverty with Jack!" sobbed the bride, “It was all very fine having nice clothes and plenty of money, till I got used to it, but now it doesn't make me happy. “Well,” sald Mra, Jarr, “if you are Going to de @ fool T suppose nadody can stop you. But frankly, Clara, I have) troubles of my own. You've married | and you won't find {t so easy to get) out of it. What does your father say “Do you think I've told HIM? snapped Mrs, Mudridge Smith. “Papa te a fool!" “Yes, I know,” said Mrs, Jarr, “but to get to the point, what can I do for your” “I am in terrible trouble and I want you to help me, sobded the dride, weeping afresh. ou are the only friend Thave. I have deen thinking you could get Mr. Jarr to go to Mr. Smith (seeing that Mr. Smith {s his employer and Mr. Smith has the greatest admiracion im the world for Mr. Jarr's opinion)"— “I never heam that before,” sald Mrs. Jarr. “Well, he has,” said Mra, Smith. “He thinks Mr. Jarr te infatuated with me, ‘and that makes him respect Mr. Jarra opinions. And I thought if Mr, Jarr went to him and told him that my heart wes breaking and that he should settle hts fortune on me—Mr. Smith and hie fortune I mean, for of course Mr. Jar? hasn't any fortune—and leave me in get is fifty; but a man always makes w and at double the speed, or the comic sheet. 4m order to convince Rer that ts ten’t. Health Department they nave in Chicago,” remarked the head polish. or. “Here it comes with the announcement that flate are not fit places to live tn, right on the of a commandment that mothers must not rock their chtl- OT hes certainty is ome active out up our heated, hot and cold watered, Janitorea, shower bathed, telephoned, hallmenned, hardwood floored, noise proof flats if we could find satisfactory substitutes. There are few flat dwellers who do not long for detached homes with lawns in front and gardens in the rear. The exceptions are those who have moved from detached homes, with lawns tn front and gardens io the rear, tmeo flats. “I went into « beautiful suburb a short time ago and picked out @ nice house that looked Itke it would fit friend wife and self. But when I had @ heart to heart talk with the man who owned the house I found he had a gold mine tn th He didn't say #0, but he had a gold mine in ¢! On no other hypothests could I b: rent he wanted to wish on me. go my way and perhaps marry again, why, he—Mr, Smith I mean—might 40 it! Oh, dear! Why am I so unhappy? Why ts {t none will help me?” Her grief was 90 great that Mrs. Jarr, Against her better judgment, said she'd @ee what she could do. So, calling for her maid who watted in the dining. Toom, the somewhat comforted newly married young woman was led to her Hmousine automobile awaiting below. When Mr. Jarr came home Mrs. Ja “Had I been born a financter I might have formed a syndicate to underwrite me in financing that country home. As 1t fe, I have just moved from the flat that has sheltered me most comfortably Into another flat, which 1 hope will be more comfortable. Great fall sport, moving! ‘In moving, the first thing you do 4 hire a moving man. He promises to cried the astonished man “ME? Mix myself up again with Clara Mudridge's affairs? Go and tell the doss to give his money to his wife and Present her with a dtvorce so she can marry somebody else? I guess NOT!" “You never had a generous feeling in your life!" said Mrs. Jarr. “Her heart on hand with his wrecking crew at 7 is breaking! I promised you'd see her | o'clook 4. M, and he shows up at 4 husband to-night o'clock in the afternoon. The last of “T'll seo nobody to-night. I'm not at] your furniture is dumped into your now home!" sald Mr. Jarr shor’ abode about 9 o'clock at night, some Just then the telephone rang, and the excited voice of Mrs. Mudridge Smith called to Mrs, Jarr to @ay that she, Mra. Smith, was perfectly h: py with her husband and she would take it as @ favor if Mr. and Mrs. Jarr would not interfere any further tn her affairs. “What did I tell you!" cried Mrs. Jarr. “And you Ike an old softy were oing to butt tn again!" hours after you have discoveret that the electric Nght and gas companies have failed to turn on the lights. ‘our next move !s to place the fure miture—under the direction of your wife, After it 1@ all placed you take tt away tt from where it has been put and pt somewhere else, Then you hang t! plotures, Immediately thereafter take down the pictures and move all the furniture into the positions !t om cupted when you eet {t up just after you moved fn, ‘Then you hang the pictures. - ——— mene \Reflections ofa BACHELOR GIRL By Helen Rowland Oopriight, 1911, by The Prem Pubtiching Os, (The New York World). ‘Covrvight, 1011, by The Frew Publishing On (The New York World), all, the Mona Liea wae only another FTER A “ddeal woman,” that some man ewoceeded tting for nothing. A man never apprectates woman's infinite vo riety until he finds himself tied for Ufe to just one. A woman doesn't begin to be foolish untit she ts forty, a man until he wp for lost time by going twice as far Though a wife may epeah with the tongues of men and of angele—she needn't expect to be heard, if her Rusdand te reading the basedall column In olden times men performed Geeperate feate in order to convince a woman that their love was sertous; nowadays, they perform desperate feate If the yearning to be a MAN were ae strong among ncn as it {s among women, nowadays, there might be more of them. 4 celebrity and Ate wife are soon parted. The average woman couldn't keep a secret even in benzoate of soda, |Next day you take half the ploturer down and hang them in @ way thet necessitates the removal of the othe half of the pictures. What you 4o the fourth or fitth day depends @n whether you are a drinking man @ not.” } Tre Cold Storage Man. } ‘6 HILE 09 household subjects,” Wu the head —_ polisher “aren't you enthused over the way the authorities are getting after cold storage man sells putrid or poisonous stuff should be punished,” replied the laun- dry man, “tut I don’t belfeve in blam- ing the cold storage man for everything. who There is a disposition to put on thi cold storage man ali the contumely at- tachtng to gouging the poor for profit. “It 1s claimed that the oold storage man, in the season when fruits, vege- tables, exes and meats are plentiful, buys tho eatadles and holds them for future consumption, thus forcing up prices. How, I venture to ask, would these surplus products be pre- served if the cold stor man didn’¢ preserve them? | | “Before the dazyw of cold storage the surplus was thrown away. We hadn't |as many to feed then and we were not so particular about what we ate. There |{9 still a surplus in the bountiful son, but ft 1s getting harder and harder for the producer to get his stuff to the consumer. The cold storage man !s not the only barrier tn the way. There !s fan's job in the task of getting of the fields and farms on Consultation of the Congressional Rec- jord shows that we have many states- men equal to the task, by their own admissions, but they talk so much they saven't time to de anything else,” Em el” “that the high brows are still raving about the proposed city charter, “Well,” gata the laundry man. “I think represent the sentiments of about 4,083,000 New Yorkers who havo never read the charter and never will read the charter, when I remark: ‘Let ‘em rave.’ * “] SDB," satd the head polisher, The Day’s Good Stories, | fmm reg gman Civil War Yarns A Scriptural Injunction. jet Bete acondig Stories Told Around the Camp Fire in the ‘60's 19, res aro ruining| ps y brother Tom. . mt of trotters." hi ¥ He's crazy for @ : ‘ i puee Col. Weer, determined to beat de: Well, [ don't know,’ a Bi » “How % ¥e out “yours? What "did “you pay stor thet Bishop and Warrior, [Bchofiels and Carron, whe sierches touring car of yours?” | upon two other roads, replied: | "Make them, etr, the quickest way posstble."* Capt. Stookton took two wagon bets of his mule wagons and covered them | with tarpaulins, end, making « cable out of prolonges, was crossing his battery within two hours, ‘The nex: morning the rope across the stream a fi 8 Bishop Rosecra ! Hp sates SU” Me Detitetsh A General) was at dinne “Well, you'd better not criticise the team In| versation reverted to war, ¢ your brother's eye until you have cast ont Rosecrans's operation with Gen, motor that la in your own eye," retorted Billups to me, Bishop, that the General, are erent callings “It would seem | you and your broth engaged in very di | remarked a gentleman LE he on § A Tearful Anecdote. “Gant who had sald an Americs “Yes, it appears so,” returned the| prove an Bishop. Ay ett he contin 5 a he fae alt pitenete to get across re both fighting men, While the Gen r ‘s horses and tying ft to ght of the are both fghtin: " yi p| mules’ tells fatled, when stockton Sree at haere caine Int 3m oleh down [eral Ja wielding the eword of flesh. T| drove a plug into a shell and’ fred te on the palm of my band and froome hard. os t Iam using the sword of tho | ars, i marbles, "A happy thought flathed. through my | crust that ts across, Ils Heutenant on the other He is fighting the rebels and I ting the spirit of darkness. pooped ran and picked it up, and ail ffevence in the terms of ings went on swimmingly again, A _|ttP Was made and the boat loaded in ten minutes, The boat was in constant spirit mind, Taking the froren t Htoto my gum, b then, gerglemen, The story-tel ‘1 rammed them ed the moos ant 4 then’ — ence filed out.—Tit-Bits, our service; while I am {8 a photograph, from the London Sketch, of a Perstan socloty beauty. of high rank to be closely velled in this eR He Had a Consclence. B entered the muperintendent’s office in a kind of bashful, wel-Lypteno-buainesschere sort of | or, yy | manner, and quietly asked the bury man If i( 5 é use four days, and not ® single acci- dent happened, How to Cross a River. OR, at the head of his dl- tenlent ras, vision, arrived at White River, Postal Affairs plied ths Ark. at night, and found thelewerp toow! 5 dewk Rucar cayenne! sanett anne a ng {8 & superscription Peano, he dee stream imp ‘he \ of a letter that passed through ago, and I thought 1 would ate in had gone ff with a rain, raising the, the Loulsville, Ky, Py i Well, he had no bustness on our tracks; you] water very fast, and the W arm tne. Contec et tiene! ould have kept him tied,” 2 t forced ma 4 re aT know,"" mackiy’ responded the caller, | WS hurrying Seat Down to Nash mie le, Tennessee; 't stamp will pay the cost ross the river ose, as it wa ack and This three Until as to low for killing dogs ni h s you find Sophia Yost, on this road, his haste, his forces were too sion |Postmasters North, or ey fog owner, “hd be nants {2° AK | nia battery. "as soon aa possible.” The T merely aay my wife ect e ech railroad b <d him ought Captain asked And has a baby . to be maid for the job, He ‘—Ral YY CFO8S BS a, wai 2 e postal |. mae! >