The evening world. Newspaper, September 7, 1911, Page 14

ne ESS ERENT IN | i } 4 | | t } i ul = Tick, on a main thoroughfare at noonday, while an obliging traffic “bod ore reese tigi E the Prose vublishing Company, Nos. 83 0 63 Partubed Patty Except Sunday by, rk Row, New York, G « Pres. Me SEPH PULITZER Junior, Sec’y. SE RD ce Oa Park tows Ms a R World tor the Untted States aod nada. Ore Year. $3.50] One Year. ine Month. 230] One Month, VOLUME 82. — . Matter, t the Fost-Oftice at New York as Second-Class s to. The ning| For England and the Continent and All Countries tn. the, Internationa! Postal Union. oe NO, TRIUMPH AND DOWNFALL OF AUDACITY. OBODY can in reason carp at the exploit of the detectives of the reassembled Italian Squad in catching red-handed—not to say “Black Handed’”—a bomb-throw- er believed to be the head and di-/ rector of a long series of terrify- ing and police-baffling explosions. Yet it seems an amazing thing} that this elusive and desperate | criminal, who according to the officers’ own story has been @ marked man in Little Italy for a matter of ten years past, only they couldn’t “catch him with the goods,” should now walk into the arms of his captors, carrying prac- | tically unconcealed a latest pattern bomb, charged, fused and tested, | in broad daylight, right in thronged Prince street—as if the pyrotech- nist we ‘oing unsuspectingly about his regular daily task. The explanation must be that this very audacity is what has kept the bomb-thrower immunc There have been well-authenti- cated insiances of the theft of stoves with the fire burning in them; of burglars removing a safe from a second-story window with a der- 18,979 | | | policen Jeisu an cleared the way for the truck in which the booty was ly carted off; and of the workmanlike removal of a frame house iy, with ail iis furniture inside, while the rightful owner was out of town. But the successful operators, in these cases, did not return time and again to repeat their audacious undertaking in the horhood. ‘aslsencnssialpllp icenacsiniins THE MAN BEHIND THE PICTURE. T has been the fate of but few masterpieces in the history of art to be brought by sensational acci- dent into the limelight of public notice, and at the same time to show an unbroken record of cen- turies of praise and adoration from critics, kings and common- ers alike, Such is the proud dis- tinction of the smiling portrait of Mona (Madonna or Lady) Lisa, painted by Leonardo da Vinci more than four hundred years ago, and which last month disappeared mysteriously from the Louvre, | the great art muscum of Paris. A reward of $10,000 has been offered for the picture. Millions of money could not have bought it. Its authenticity, like its fascinating charm, has never been challenged. Only a few other importamt paintings by Leonardo exist to-day, but one of these i he Last Supper” at Milan, which a universal con- ensus of appreciation would undoubtedly crown as the world’s great- eat pictorial masterpiece. The point is, that no chance happening has made the fame and value of the “Mona Lisa.” It required the great man, son of a golden age, to paint the great picture. Leonardo da Vinci (1452-1519) lived in the full flush of that Renaissance or new birth period of the revival of art, science and Istters in Italy, which spread through Western Europe, and brought forth such epoch-making achievements as the discovery of America and the invention of printing. Leonardo was a live man of his time. He was not only an artist but a scientist, an inventor, a publicist, poet and philosopher as well. What he would be if he were living to-day it is useless to speculate, because that order of genius in our twentieth century finds expression in activities so different from those of the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries that we should probably fail to rec- ognize in them even the remotest kinship to the painter of the “Mona Lisa” and “The Last Supper.” Probably he would not be a fashionable portrait painter, nor a successful competitor for academic prizes and mural decorative commissions. But in his philosophy T your word: E D trikingly illustrated in some recently compiled selections from his manuseripts—he belongs with the minds I of light and leading of all times. Here are a few sentences which, like, his treasvred sketches, all compress something of the soul of the man: gradual trouble. M vening World Daily Magazine, See te MAN IN THE MOON SMILING AT US Hedgeville Editor By John L. Hobble HERE is about the eame amount ov devilment in every man, but some can let it slip out so that it don't get ‘em into RS. DPRKS says that the trouble with a education tz it Increases your vocabulary so you get ail thoughts expressed in too few 8. 1s nice to live Interesting lives, but Tf | still it iz Just as well to be happy. KE REYNOLDS says that a river Is spoken of as She because it is biggest at the mouth, AVID CRAUM has such confidence that he has in human nature even come to believe in himself, n the Tall Timber Such Is Life! By Maurice Ketten. Wuwal A BEAUTIFUL Pic TuRE THIS WouLD MAKE! IF 1 COULD ONLY PAINT! COMEON Just ONE LAST Looir CONEON JoHN, ('M TIRED OF 'CouLo DIE ano SEE STANDING HERE THE MOON. Reflections ofa BACHELO} GIRL By Helen Rowland E VERY time your temper flies up the thermometer of love goes down. A man's conception of “savoir faire” is to be adle to tell his wife @ convincing lic without a moment's preparation, It isn't the mean things a Ausband says which make a wife's life so sad and dreary; it's the nice things he never takes the trouble to say. Bolomon achieved a lot of umwarranted fame from being able to live happily with seven hundred wives; but, pshaw! any man fancies he could do that. It's being tied down to ONE that handicaps him. An honest man may be the noblest toork of Heaven, but when it comes to a husband most of us find a nice, flattering old hypocrite more com- fortable to live with. Oh, ves, the business world is full of temptations—to a woman who is looking for them, but to the rest of us it appears to be filled with nothing worse than cross old dyspeptics, unreasonable old grumblere and nipe emoke. Men don't talk about each other so much as women do—because usually Thursday, (T'S Supers! “Life well spent is long.” “All our knowledge originates in opinions.” “The line that is straightest offers most resistance,” “You do ill if you praise, but worse if you censure. whet you do not rightly understand.” to take, day or night. ‘To the La gd dhiy Evening World oO paying for same if I learn it thor-| Where should 1 apply to recetve in-| ougniy, A. 3. PALLER struction as an artist? ABRAHAM GELBFISH, |, a or and Salt, 9 the Ealitor of The Evening Wos That English Money Problem, Wate anernientt a To the Editor of The Evening re 1 . D. Hirsch, Here Is the a r to the English |#!ves &n explanation somewhat at money problem: £3 19s. equals 3.975 |¥@riance with what was taught tn high in decimal fract tweit |#hOOl chemistry some forty years ago gives 15,800 y which (#4 to th part taken by salt in freezing Bives 15.80, oF my, [!@ Cream. Is salt put on an icy side: re |walk “to preserve t or “to lowe To the Exlitor of The Evening World he iting point not. As a In answer to the English money prob- | 8 Jem which appeared in a recent issue of | ow ing © outel Ith the tee your paper, I find that by multiplying! ptacle of an ice cream a, and 6d, by £3 lgs and 6d, I the ice, but a eet atm, and 03+ without first absort T. H, MORRIS, [heat cannot very absorbed fo WwW Bligh hird street, jeaneus the favy wood f th tub To the Faitor of The Even from the surroundin the ‘Answer to English money problem is: |ice, while belng rapi by the #15, 168, Od, 3-61 salt, absorbs the } ia W. A, THOMAS JR. |which, to make this absorbtion easic Rye, N.Y. {s constantly thrown by the dashe ce Cooper Union Superintendent, the walls of the inner recep Lo the Baitor of The Evening World Am 1 Mt, does modern Kindly let me know the best school which to learn electrical engineer- (Ag; aleo what would be jhe best course LOARN, each different I don't mind | HETTY BUZZ SAYS :— SHE DON'T BELIEVE IN SPEED LIMITS FER AUTOMOBILES ‘CAUSE + || THE DURN THINGS SMELL SO BAD THE QUICKER THEY GIT AWAY THE BETTER, mun, BUT WILLING TO | fe fonadle in Europe, and 80 we feel ured they will be ments for another year. Last fall the heavy Ventse laces be- came very poular, and these evidently led the way for the beautiful macrame laces that are coming to us now, ‘rec- ommended by a strong European vogue. Metal effects will be very popular in footwear the coming season, The metal gold or silver, are all used, » the gatin slipper is preferred ORDERED silks are still very fash- B fe invest- and whe it is always elaborately embroidered in metal effects The swathed turbans wil! de promi- |nent the coming season owing to the Past Indian note in all fashions. These turbans are draped over @ buckram isually finished off at the side with a chou worked right tn frame and are left h are extremely pretty in their slmplicity. Models are being shown and they all their time is occupied in talking about themselves. The average husband's devotion lasts just adout as long as his wife's devotion. One in black velvet hes a full band around the crown of white maline eiged on both aides with a small box-pleating of the eame, and at the front is an ar- tlatic double wing of the pleated maline edged with the box-pleating. The under- facing 1s of white satin overlaid with the maline, and altogether it {s a charm- ing and youthful headgear, The Coronation hat is an advance model in rich effects that is most in- teresting. A novel feature of the hat is the crown, which {s tn the shape of a Bishop's mitre, covered with rich purple velvet. The brim, which {ts in the new helmet shape, Is of ottoman sik to match, ‘The only trimming consists of a fancy ornament at the front side, in the shape of two upright wings held to- gether by an oval ring, all made up of pleated silk combined with velvet. ‘The Marie Antoinette 1s a new hat model which distinctly shows the trend of fashion toward upright effect. The large, high crown Is entirely formed of white maline polr loops placed In an |upright position to cover the enti \cerown, The helmet brim ts of plea brown maline, A (pleated band of glace ribbon, above which is set a. band of with the drapery, An attractive one in Mutionary colors has the ved in brillant blue velvet e rest of the drapery in white with narrow certse velvet | w works up into a most fective chou at the front left side, The black vel “coolie’ chats that are being so largely worn by the young girls in Paris will no doubt find favor wold 1 encircles the crown and ts finished off at the front elde by @ of ribbon. OID You EVER SEE SUCH A Too BeauTi Ful FoR worps ! Wve Two PAIRS }| NOBODY Just Lie, Ete. HE prominent citizen and favorite son sat at his deak, deeply immersed im the cares of his wide affairs, A delegation of party lore was ushered in. "Sir," auld the spokeaman, ‘'you have bea unentmously chosen as the party's candidate for Governor of the State, Under present conditions @ nomtration {s tantamount to election, and we urge your acceptance. The office seeks the man.” “Gentlemen,” sald the favorite son, foundly impressed by the honor don Dut bee} fo 1 must consult my wife, I never) step withoat conaulting my vife,"* bowed and withdrew, “Tam pro: The c At home, the favorite son confided the circum. | stances to his wife, who Istened with fond prite| ‘and wifely admiration, ‘nd now," he aaid in conclusion, “what would | you advise me to do!” “John,” she sai jmmet,”"—Savannah News, ee Why He Kissed Her. ANIEL J, SHERN was reminded of « story | when he read the verdict in the breach of promise case against young Walling in New York, “1 was counsel for the girl in @ case once,”* said the lawyer, “‘and I thought we had cane ng of the defendant 244 Kisses he had planted up ruby Mpe, Imagine our surprise ant admitted it, wat’s true,’ aatd he, testifying, plained, iad to do itt’ I weared, hoping to embar- vase bi "Yes," be ‘I etther had to keep answered, Masing her constantly or permit her to «ing, and— well, I preferred the kissing,’ "St, Paul Die itch. hen the defend: “I had to do —_—>—— The Power of Dreams. N Irishman and Scotchman once went iA travelling through a Westem prairie, It) happened that ono aftemoon they shot | fa single quail, which would do for breakfast for Sne of them on the following morning. Knowing [that the bird was not enough for the two, they | agreed to have {it eaten by the one who should have the best dream during the night. saya an xchange, When they woke early tn the morning the Irishman sald to the Scotchman, ‘An’ phwet did you dr-ream, Sandy?" “Well,” answered the Boot, ‘1 dreamed I saw ‘Into it and net rreamed,"’ said the Irishmat ing up, an’ thought you wouldn't lon Moy es BS oh September must get your al | | | | 7, 1911. right, 1011, by The Pre Publishing Ce, The New York World.) This Volume Is Affectionatety Inscribed to My Dearest Sweetheart of Them All. the Only One Who Has Not Jilted Me, MY FUTURE WIFE. (God Only Knows Who She I.) | EDNA. | DNA belongs to the present. E lives in the house where I have | my room. I see her every day; | @nd when I do not see her, I hear her. I hear her #ing, I hear her thump the | Plano, and I hear her as she files up and down the stairs. The first day owas | here T heanl a great noise coming from the top floor; it atartled me, and I thought perhaps the roof had fallen in, but 1t was only Edina coming do’ . She had not fallen; that was simply her way of descending. Sne gets up erly in the morning—oh, ever so early; and as I hoar her thundering through ¢he @all | @t dawn, T turn over tn bed for another two hours’ sleep. But then, Edna goes to ded at nine, while I stay up much tater. Whenever there are any letters for me in the morning Edna slips them under my door; for | ho knows I will get up then, and I have promised her a penny for every letter she brings me !n the morning. Sometimes T pick up a letter that T ahould ha had the evening before, and I begin to suspect that Fdna ts doing @ Mitte financtering. | Edna often comes into my room, I have a Ittle white Spitz dog, a “fazer” dog, Fdna calls him; and I am not sure whether Edna comes to aee me or to play with my dog. Last Sunday morning, when Edna had on a particularly fetching white frock, with a red sash, I took her in my arms and kissed her, “Do you love me, Edna?” I asked. “Yes,” she replied, “but I love your ittle fuzey dog, too.” | I try my best to entertain Edna when she comes. I play my cornet for her, but she does not care much for that, unless I puff out my cheeks while I play, and open my eyes very wide, and get red in the face; and then ane dances adeut 1n great glee, and says I'm a very funny man. Sometimes she Orings me pencil end paper, and insists that I draw a picture for her. It is useless for me to eay that I cannot draw, for Edna assures me that I can, and that my pictures ere fine. Sometimes Edina and I go out for a walk; and one day we went to eee the animals in Central Park. Edna's knowledge of natural history, % perceived, wes very limited. The parrote, to her, were “chickens,” the water-fowls were “ducks,” and the hippopotamus was a “funny pig.” She was greatly interested jin the big elephant, but could not be tnduced to approach close enough to fre him peanuts, for fear he might “ating” her. ‘ I have bought myself a camera, and I have ¢ried in vain to take Eéna’s gto- ture. She does not trust the little black machine I carry, which folde up with @ click in a queer flat box. Edna, I think, i@ somewhet vain, and she fears my camera might spoil her beauty. The last time I tried to induce her to pose for me, she declared thet I would have to pay her a thousand dollars first; but when I thrust my hand into my pocket to produce the thousand, she retreated back of her mother’s skirts in great distress. I took Edna with me one night to hear @ lecture at Carnegie Hall. The lecturer told some funny stories, there were Deautiful colored views, and inter. esting motion pictures, all of which Bdna enjoyed hugely, until suddenly ‘sandman came, and Edna eank ‘nto @ sweet slumber, unconscious of lecterer, stortes, pictures and all; and ghe looked #0 sweet curled up in tne cushioned eat that I found more pleasure tn observing her than in watching the ecreen, One day I found Edna dragging the cat around the kitchen by its tall, while that unfortunate creature announced its pain and displeasure vy piteows yow!s. I came to the cat's rescue, and proceeded to give Edna an impromptu lectere on humanity to animals, explaining to her with great care that they feel pain Just as keenly as she or I, and that we ought to be very kind to ail dumb crea- tures, because they were not so wise, and could not help themselves eo well as we I 414 not realize then that the walls of my house were eiges. A short time after that I went fishing tn the bay, and brought home a nice string of fish. Edna saw them as they lay there on the kitchen table, cold ana stiff, with open moutha and glassy eyes. She was curious to know where I got them, and when I told her they came from the sea, she wanted to know how I caught them, Then I explained to her how I baited a hook at the end of a string and threw ft tnto the water, how the hungry fish, looking for something to eat, would come along, take the baited hook in its mouth, and so It was caught. I showed her the hool ‘and line, and the bloody mouths of the fish, where they had been pierced by the hook. “Poor Httle fish!" Edna exclaimed, sorzdwfully. Then, glanaing at me with reproachful eyes, she delivered her opinion of me without reserve, I was real mean, she said, and I ought to be ashamed of self, to hurt the poor fish #0, Edna's sorrow was so sincere, and I value her opinion so highly, that I felt genuine remorse for my cruelty. I asked her to forgive me, and I have not gone fishing since. Tt {s not without Edna's express consent that I number her among my sweet hearts. There is @ little boy next door who comes here to play with Edna, end if his vis!ts were not occasionally discouraged he would be here all the time. He gives Edna candy, and apples, and pictures, and she has even accepted a Uttle ring from him, set with a pretty piece of red glass. I asked Edna once ff this ttle boy was her sweetheart, but she resented the {dea vigorous! Thea I asked her who her sweetheart was, and she came over and whispered in my ear: “You are.” But although I love Fina dearly, and I know that she loves me, she canmet ‘be my wife, alas; for Edna is but five years old, and I am—over twenty, Memoirs of a Commuter By Barton Wood Currie Copstight, 1911. by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York World) The Commuter.as aCommon Car-|night defore two roasting chickens: ; night before that a euckling pis. It's rien! ov: the Tragedy of a Hain, (Siler ecg carea 's'sonen? bace eae the ‘fArat week T rugnt to sco who'll be the next victim.” served as @ common carrier for tho I FOUND during Wilberforce Riddle family that five pounds of butter gripped in tho left hand will not balance @ ten-pound ham in the right hand when you have three pounds of naile, a screw driver, a ham- mer and an axe sticking from the pockets of your jacket. Later in the fall, when you wear an overcoat with side drop pockets, your carrying capacity 1s Increased fully 30 per cent. In the MoAdoo tubo jam I dropped the ham only twico and the butter once, but the axe wouldn't atick in my pocket, head up or head down, When I stooped to pick up the ham it fell out and when I stooped to pick up the butter it fell out. It fell once on the corns of @ raspy old party, and the only reason he didn’t bite me was that his mouth ph RK I hak lh Bliss From:the Proverb. HERE'S an old codger tn Boston who att T to despise a college elucation, he's very successful, university tratning could hare made him any more so. Therefore he soers at |iome of the younger fellows who have bad my od had ot jomal advantages The other day he was calling down « college: lied subordinate, “If that's all your gilt-edged jeddication has taught ye," he growls!, ‘by goal, | fellor, I'm thankful for my ignorance."” ‘the young fellow anawered, bowing re- | hare much to be thankful for,” | le That Tired Feeling. ‘“ OME rule has been a long time coininy it to ns were a > fulfilling their led, as Pat Mur promise phy of Bally: % ‘Pat,’ eaid 1, ‘don't you ever get tired doing pe and nodded lusty, | aid. "1 t tired, n! eda a, wes | Yee, was overocoupied with profanity. This was in the crowded tube train and tho Incident drew attention to the load I was carrying. rou've got ten pounds of excess there,” said one rather decent-looking chap, and he offered to carry the ham up through the ‘ong underground chute to the train shed, I thanked him and let him have the ham, As he took It from me I heard a hoarse laugh, but couldn't locate it. ‘Three minutes later I couldn't locate the ham or the decent- locking chap who haa come to my ald, Again I heard the hoarse laugh, and this time I located that wild-eyed neigh- bor of mine, Timothy Brisket, Inventor, oo bad, —nelighbor he chuckled, sidling up to me and nudging me in the ribs. “Which way did he go?" 1 fingering handle of any “Hoboken,” laughed Brisket, "Ia! ha! but ne'e a pliok one, Last night he @% © threer stanting roam; of heel) axe. “And you knew he was going to cor- ral that ham?" I snapped out. “You're @ fine kind of a neighbor.” “Don't peeve; don't peeve, Riddle,” | mumbled that cheerful maniac. “I had | your best interest at heart I never butt 4n when that grand old educator, | Herr Professor Experience, {s inducting |hts promising pupils in the elementals. |The loss of thet ham will be worth « gross of hams to you in the future You are just as apt to become the vic; tim of an absent-minded commuter ei a thlef, ‘Then all this will promote the salo of my patent clutch bundle car- rier. It has @ time clock adjustment and fastens on your hand #o that you |cannot let go until you arrive safels’ in your suburban nest. Let me send | you one for a trial.” \" “Thank you, NO," I retorted. “I havo not forgotten the burglar-catching man- traps you eet in your front yard." “Prey made mo take those in," sald Brisket, scowling. ‘’The Dogwood Ter- race Pollée Commission objected. Sati the force had a clean record of not a single arrest in,two years and that if my traps caught any marauders {t would be an everlasting blot upon the fair name of the community, Yf sou find any burglars 4n the house call a carriage and loan them your commuta- tion ticket. It may seem expensive, but {t will put you fn right with the force. J1t will save for you in the end.” | I had an Slustration of what Brisket Imeant the inoment T got off the train rhe axe fell out again on the station platform, A constable stepped up and served me with a sume to appear |hefore Justice of Pei to, answer 4 charge of carrying concealed Weapons that had been purnbased exe aide of the sommunity,