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World. ‘tne biishing Company, Nos. 68 to 68 bases Dats tsceos sungpy bs tne Rive Erptitinn Compsoy, Wes. 00 otha 8'Park Row, | fs 8 SHAW, Pres. and Treas, SOsePHt PU 63 Park’ Row, 6 | pa 1 en A a eye it- Office New, York a@ Becon’-Ciass Matter. subeery Se noe ot SES ening) For Rngland and the Continent and orld tor tho United States All Countries in, the. Internation: ‘and Canada. Postal Union. a ceses : One Your . $8.50 ‘ ‘ #950 | One Month ses. sNO. 18,814 CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS. T was Italian tnitiative that gave this city the Verazzano memorial and this State Columbus Day as a public holiday. Yet the Floren- tine Verazzano made his voyage hither under a French commis- sion. The Genoese Columbus planted here the arms of Spain. Ttal- inn navigators of the fifteenth century made their Western discoveries under alien flags. The interests of their own governments were bound up in trade routes that ran East instead of West. In the discovery of America only the individual achievement wag an Italian’s, The national achievement was Spain’s. The power which had newly won unity in the joint sway of Ferdinand and Iqabella, and awakened to consciousness of its strength in the expul- dion of the Moors, quickly harvested the secd sown by Columbus and won for its empire the greater part of the new world. It is one of the coincidences of history and akin to the reoccupation by Italy of the old Roman town of Tripoli, that in South America the race whose chief adventurer blazed the way for Spain is treading in its foot-| steps, and that Argentina has become a great depot for Italian immi- , station. t It matters little that the lust for gold and vice-regal power was } strong in Columbus. It was equally so in all tho navigators of that | veriod, and substantially the same motives that put America upon he map at a later day peopled with pirates the Spanish main. It natters little now that Columbus was sent home in chains, and that Ye tidied in obscurity, a disappointed man. That, or a worse fate, the reward of adventure in his time. Hudson was turned adrift left to perish by his own men. Verazzano was hanged at sea. Sebastian Cabot was disgraced for the failure of his expedition. xeaalbon was beheaded. foes For his immeasurable gift to mankind is Columbus remembered, t efor his dream and his clinging to it through all discouragement, and geoiot the spirit which placed him first among those few of whom it is ~vewitten, “They make their dreams come true.” Sanne eee yw aeeeneeneeny te WHY NOT CHEW, INSTEAD? pi HE two big fires of the year were probably tobacco fires. Ac- we cording to former Fire Chief Croker, a cigarette caused the 1 Asch Building fire and the loss of 150 lives. It is believed i. Thut @ cigar tossed in a wastepaper basket set the Albany Capitol wire. The origins of many fires are never certainly known, but the sers'vory most often held attributes them to cigars and cigarettes flung o: suminst window curtains and awnings, or matches used in lighting oe tied. Mr. Croker takes this so seriously that he would have the -, Carrying of matches into factories forbidden by law. «, ,, Americans are the world’s largest consumers of smoking tobacco. o: ‘Whey have also, and this is no mere coincidence, the largest annual | pou re loss, some $216,000,000. In the thirty-five years ending in 1910, -the.total recorded loss was $4,906,619,240, or five times the national | on ‘lebt. Add to the annual fire loss of $216,000,000 the annual fire @» iefense cost of about $250,000,000, and you have a sum equal to half ~#of the annual value of new buildings erected. These figures are arrayed in no vain argument against the to- yceo habit, which many smokers hold is worth all it costs to other people. The point made is that if Americans must use tobacco under © tbs, the obsolete chewing plug and the snuff stick have certain pru- wsential advantages. When Dickens wrote his “American Notes” he had much to say about both, but very little about conflagrations. ss FROM THE WORLD OF WOMAN. OCIOLOGISTS allege that woman represents the constant, man the variable factor in the scheme of evolution. The theory is in the phrase “the eternal feminine.” Yet the news of any day asseverates that it is woman who changes while man is al- Sasaye the same. Vor example, it is just announced that women are par have hips once more. Man never did have them, but woman wow = ernately finds and loses them, It is one of several mysteries in the w’'man form divine that are rather to be recorded than diagrammed. weews A place has been discovered, however, for the diagram. Health oy ’ : . and beauty by card index is the word at the woman’s seminaries. SeMadeliffe students are to enter on cards what time th oh eayorning, whether they had a shower or plunge, how much exercise arose © ev {hey took, and whether there were indications of cold in the head e'Pie smart dames of Newport, tal a short cut to the same end, exmave equipped thei: walking stics with tiny electric see7ch! 80 ~e ‘bat their after-dinner tramps may he illumined #9 5’ For a woman there is no wide gap between the beauty column erennd the party colunm, An alderman nearly bridges it with an ordi “nance against women who smoke in restayrants. Mrs. Gus Rublin, ife of a whilom pugilist, bridges it com; ly with her projected H-etar boxing match as a enffrage t. Only men will perform ** But in a Pennsylvania village is a 4 red Little BEC RAahan Hivho might qualify. In a pped hime husky schoolboys, po rs. Anne Warner French, og’ tong when she sa at “women at hom« Now ¥ w tothing but their own enjoyment, ronging their cheeks, strutting arth.” The purpose of some of the women whom s 18 gros y ibels is not to encumber the earth but just to “impede traffic.” A yw h male suffragette has told them how al ad ols «| Letters From the People | OS 7 25 HE About 1,000 Tons a Day, when I ask him for money he throws 76 the Editor of The By $ or $10 on the table for me to keep id Wil you kindly let how ouse with, *"‘inany tons of coal does ni HEART KEN WIFE. je oeusitanta use tn a day's full runt B. What is the Wiatht © To the Editor of The Evening Word qehtah waana’G a ase advise me, readers Peis Pa ee = for @ husband always feet to the @: 2 Money and never bi street strikes o> Iwan a woman with five children and above the sround 4 @ Mover go out. He always tells me Ij strikes fi et above ground on the # rh mot ft to carry his money. He other side, What is the width trawe @ salary of $200 @ month, and street?” by » IT. . ee ress Publishing Co, i World), R. JARR came out of Gus's cafe he h ‘t a friend in the world. What's the ure of ng when one isn't Copyright, 1911, by ‘Ihe (Dhe' New ¥ has been driven from home and allowed to stay in his favorite saloon, Mr, Slavinsky, the glazier of the neigh- borhood, followed him out said Mr. Slavinsky, ou maybe, it 1s not i ir vife kicks up you can't help it that y Buch a at that woman's clu giving all ti vimmins around here that fashion book mit about the fine clothes they should walk in thelr oleep in, Yes? I leave it to you, Slavinsky," replied Mr. Jarr. "Can 1 keep my wife from doing what she wunts to do, any more than you ent wife from Jong what SU wants to do, or Gus can prevent wite or M vr Bep- ler thelr M ky stroked urd ree oct Sure ¢ sald heartily and so wa 1 [ atn't got no fe it ke the ¢ and the vind 11 should t Tsay ‘lm all nds “You've heard me play the plano? | of What do you think of my execution?” | “The sooner the better,’ A Har cnenates d Jolt! By Maurice Ketten. No," said Mr, Ja ed open all night. “Who told ? Could you hear it where you live?” asked Mr. Slavinsky. Mr, Jarr shook his head in the nega- ve. Now, about that book—’My Lady Dainty’ {t's called"—Mr, Jarr went on. My wife has one of them, too. To hear her read tt you'd think it was an ac- unt of what's worn by an extravagant oung woman who has Just married the United States Treasury, and whose hua- band can deny her nothing. Does sour wife believe that 1f you didn't spend @ cents a week in Gus's that she'd have $6,000 a week to spend on clothe: r gure it is, such a thing thinks!’ sald Mr. Slavinsicy. Just then, as the two men were stand- ing by the curb, a rubber-tired auto- ambulance from the New York Hospital shot by them Itke a streak, giving no warning of its presence till just abreast, and then it clanged its gong so sud- denly and so loudly that passers-by be- held the curious spectacle of Mr. Jarr and Mr, Slavinsky clasping each other “The window he makes his The moment RROWLANG ReLen done better if h A confirmed bachelor is a man doesn't need a woman to help him, It isn't kissing a girt that she | wants you to kiss her. | | Refleckions OF A Bachelor Giy szelem lIRowlande y Uhe Press Pui me make a man laugh, and I cu that constitutes the imnu Mr. Jarr Find fome One | As Grouchy as Himself MAEDAEDAE AE SAPS ASAEN APN APRS SSAA tES NEUASUAPU ASM NRNME ENE AE fm the embrace of fervent fright and jumping up and away from the passing Jambulance almost into the doorway of |Gus's place. | “Loafer what you are!’ screamed Mr. avinsky, the first to recover from his fright. | He was not addressing this remark ‘to Mr. Jarr, Mr. Jarr could tell this because Mr. Slavinsky had turned to giance after the ambulance and shake |his fist wildly in {ts direction, Then Mr. Slavinsky breathed hard and picked up his hat. “Anyhow, I hate them amberlances vot !s automobiles, Out of my pocket I am with money by them," he cried, “and my oldest boy, Shidney, iss an actor vot sings to the moving picture, and his name changed “Calls himself ‘Sidney Slavin, |Corkonian Caruso,’ doesn't he | Mr. Jarr. es," replie® the glazier, “but that ain't nothing nowhere at ali to what I call him." | “Rut what's the auto-ambulances got to do with his going on the stage and the sked (Tie New ¥ coffee. a man gets used to one wife or one automobile he begins to wonder if he might not have|, doctor he'll be able to joy ride in the| © had chosen a different kind. who loves himself so much that he lence. 109 assuming ,| bile vones, and the money for his edu- SAENGER eMNeNNeN AeA sss NEN NINE AS | you losing money?” asked Mr. Jarr. | ‘On education by the law school | T lose it," said Mr. Slavinsky. “And now, | you see, he ain't a lawyer instead of a threatre actor what aings mit the {llus- trated songs In the moving pictures.” | ‘‘Tdon't getcha, Steve," said Mr. Jarr “Here it iss," said Mr. Slavinsky. “My Shidney, vitch iss my oldest boy, he should be a lawyer. My? little Izzy he 1s to be @ doctor. Now, on account of |them automobile amberlances, Shidney jhe aint a lawyer, and when I sue Rat- |ferty, the bullder, the money {t costs goes outside the family Is that right? “Yos, but— ventured Mr. Jarr. “Every family should have Its own lawyer and its own doctor, for that they don't cost nothing like groceries or meat," said Mr. Slavinsky, “What good is tt to have a son what ts grocer or a butche except you things at wholesale? But a doctor or @ lawyer it costs him nothing and, if in the family, it costs you j what hae that to do with am- |bulance autos?” asked Mr. Jarr. “Ain't you got no sense?" replied Mr. ‘Slavinsky. “Ain't I telling you that | my Shidney was going to law school | that he goes around and practices being {a lawyer them days | “How?” asked Mr. Jarr. | ‘Follering the ambulance, training to ‘keep up with them and got the wiotim's name and the vitnesses first,” explained | Mr. Slavinsky. ‘Vell, ven Shidney gets so he can keap up with the fastest horse ambulances they put in automo- cation {s thrown away and he goes to be an actor.” Md “Well, you could have gotten a motor- cycle for him," sald Mr. Jarr. “And, janyway, 1f your Httle Isidore 1s to be | ambulances. “By gollies! insky, ‘That's #0!" said Mr, Sla if Things Not.. *.. it Generally Known i) A man should choose a wife as he would a dish at diiney not because - By John L. Hobble. he finds her attractive, or delicious, or apicy——but b he thinks she will agree with him HERE are no spots on the sun. It's | all in your eye. A tear in the cyes of a sweetheart will ca Tation ARRIAGE ts different from lottery than a fit of hysterics on the part of a wife in that the one who gets the | money usually draws a blank, | Turning the left cheek in a quarrel may ve but| oo» you atm too high you will miss don't turn ali the way ‘round, so that a man can stick pins in your back, I everything, but !f you alm too low —_— the bullet might bounce and hit the There is a neturat conclusion to every love affatr, and to be able to\™T* mol | rite “Finis” at the end of your romance with a steady hand is the quin-|qnareRm are two kinds of friends, \ tessence of savoir faire those whom you work and those sprained ideal Many a girl fancies she has a broken heart wher Sea ace lange sine ema ape armen ame AN | it is nuthing but °| ponte Pee ra who work you, ‘That's right, viame mother for everything. | Try | blotches in some places and rubbed off aii —— tte WY, 9 pes ( By Living Generalss~ Ces “9 Bes =" PHILIP R. DILLON. ss Copyright, Wil, by The Press Nishinwe Oo, (The New York Wortd) Gen. Joseph Hayes at Appomattox. REVET MAJ N, JOS WW OMAY aed seventy-six vet an’ liv tn New York, a big, soldterly n, With the tig ng blue # ' and fightin w of his Maine ancestors, is the civil war hero of t Harvard class of 1855, In which he graduated, He was born at Bo! Berwick, Me. He went to th ) 1861 as Ma e Eighteen Massachusetts It later commanded tha nent and served 4 Ar of the Potomac t ughout the war. At the battle of Shepardstown, a few days a. the battle of Antietam, Ww September, 1862, while leading his regiment and almost al y between the lines ) was shot down, a ball ploughing a furrow tn his ecalp and two buckshot lodg'” g the cords of his neck, On May 12, 18H, be was promoted to BrigadiesGene an through the hottest of the Wilderness campo he was taken prison After several months tn 1, prison he Wae exchanged and rejoin ‘ in front of Petersburg, He was immediately breveted Major-Gene “It comes back to me across the gap of forty-six years happened yesterday, that event of the last hours of the great con! Hayes, sitting in the studio of his friend, the noted sculptor, J. E. b I had been released from prison on Feb, 22, 1%, and rode at once to © Point, five miles from Petersburg, the headquarters of Gen, Grant and Ge Mende. In the first gray of the morning T reached the marquee tent of mander-in-chief, when ail were asleep except sentries, and all was there was one man, not a sentry, who was awake. I approached a ma outside the tent and recognized Gen. Grant, “To him I reported and asked him to direct me to the Fifth Corps, i had commanded the summer before, when I was captured. I went w! inside his tent and there he took a map and put his finger on a spot, saying: “The corps camped there last night.’ “I rode away tn the gray morning, miles across country, with my servant. negro, and came to Gen. Griffin's diviston. Gen, Grin ase!gned me to commant & new brigade. Tho net around Lee at Petersburg was dally tightening dur the next month. “On April 2 lee broke away westward. The Fifth Corps, now commanded bv Gen. Griffin, was ordered to Join Gen. Ord's Twenty-fourth Corps away and came to Gen. On! at Prospect Station on April 8, and combined corps pushed on for twenty-nine miles. We bivouacked t the middie of the night and just before dawn of the morning of Ap sumed the march in pursult of Lee, “At T a'elock wa halted vary n which hier We marenet x Con 4 wer fearfully tired, yet scemed buoyed up with the tenso feeling that the end wis near, In front of us was Gen. Custer’a cavalry, a part of Sheridan's comman! My command waa the advance of the army. We had not finisied our c when a cavalryman from Custer's brigade came rushing back, shouting to and my staff: ‘‘Hurry up! Hurry up! Double quick! “Indeed, Custer was being hard pressed. I formed my brigade and forwa:! we went. I came out of a patch of woods and looked down over a little valley thorugh which a stream ran, and over beyond the upland, on the other eide, was the enemy, The rest of our army was in the rear. My brigade seemed ¢o | alone there. “Back came Custer’s cavalry. The enemy was driving him, and past us goine rearwani went his cavalrymen. I got off my horse and ordered my brigade flan thrown back to be ready for the coming attack. The enamy opened fire fro: the summit of the hill In front. He was preparing to move on us. The fins battle was on, aad Lee was figh his death @truggle to get ont of the net. a4 aide galloped up to me and eried ‘Gen. Griffin orders you to charge!’ “I gave the order: ‘Fix bayon The rattiing sound of the bayonets Oxir is still in my ears. ‘Charge!’ I ordered. “Down the slope we went, across the stream, and steadily on upward toward the crest, every instant expecting the storm of lead from the desperate enemy we were nearing. nd suddenly over the top of the hill just in front of us came three mer toward us, one of them waving a white flag. “I stopped atock still, and overy soldier of my bricade stopped right im his tracks, an@ no word of command was given It was as tf the sight of that flag had taken away utterly their power of motion and epecch, “My limba trembled. I felt a physical weakness, as if I was about to collapse T wanted to sink down on the ground and lle flat. I felt no giadnesa. I was tired—tired of four years of blood. And a strange sadness came over me. Fo: that white flag was the slrnal of Lee's aurrender. And the occupation of 011 Was gon The « Adventures of an Unattractive GC 7! By Aima Wooaward Cot 101, by Te Prew Pub luna 4 io Make Myscli| 7 Beautiful. NTIL I reached my elghteentn regarded my lack of I knew just ©, (The New York World) en before I had a chance {ment further I neant my mothe {ng upstairs, and, grabbing @ sponge, 1 deluged my doughy counte: ance with scalding water, to escape he: censure. From that time on the manta of be coming beautiful welzed me tn « might grip. I lost interest in everything els There was a fashion journal whone a vertising pages contained cuts of ever beauty-making device known to woma and I religiously purchased tt each wee and pored over the glories {t promise I really belleved then in my heart an soul that soon, with the assistance o! all those marvels, I'd be @ ravishing beauty, Of course the radical things, such as visiting beauty parlors, hatrdresse:s &c., I couldn't Indulge tn, because m allowance wasn't large enough to per- mit ft, Rut everything I could try at home I |tried. I abstained absolutely from soda water and candies to spend the extra Money on cosmetics, ‘Then because [ stopped thig overindulgence tn sweets my complexion cleared aomewhat. And hope and conviction flourished in my heart. This was indeed the first step toward being beautifull But, alas, there were no more steps. Stowed away in the bottom of my shir!- waist box I had @ stook of beauty de vices large enough to open @ shop of my |OWn; @nd the end came when one dav, | after @ reckless use of three beautifying creama in less than an hour, @ tiny erup- tion appeared on my face, By night st had grown dangerous 100\:- ing, and the pain and smerting of it almost crazed me. My mother #ent for the ¢octor. 1 » lin ted ten daye, to ex year I beauty helplessly. how unattractive 1 was in deed, a day never passed some little heart-breaking re- But, strange to say, 1 the slightest attempt to without minder of ft didn't make romedy it. I was gradually adopting that miser- able attitude of resignation beauty to me Was a@ visitation that Providence had seen fit to bestow upon me, so why not treat {t as one would a deformity? Then one day a friend of mine, @ girl a year older than I, came to see me, and, looking at her skin, I observed that {t had more of a downy whiteness than usual. She colored slightly under my scru- tiny and sald: | "I suppose you're looking at the pow- | der, It's some of my mother's, Older women use it to make thomselves more attractive. Why shouldn't we? It takes that horrible shine off the nose, any- way.” As I listened a great weight 04 to itt from my heart and I actually giggled in joyous anticipation of what I was going to do to “improve” myself. I could hardly wait tll ahe went home. Then the front door barely closed behind her when T rushed up to my mother’s room and began to rum- mage among her totlet things. I found the box at last. The label read: “Poudre de riz a la violette de Parme, blanche.” I setzed the chamote and, dipping !t Into the sweet smelling stuff, applied it liberally to my face. I think I expected to see @ complete metamorphosis when I looked tn the mirror, but I was cruelly disappointed! ‘The powder stugk to my face in huge | I was lucky, they aaid, not 1) lose my eyesight! Thia horrible experience eccompiish 1 one thing—my deliberate quest of bea. was at an unequivocal end! (To Be Continued.) —————___. The Pcct’s Girl. wouldn't a girl be a worde. And wouldn't she awaken sq» completely in others, The freckles showed browner by contrast and the tip end of my nose remained as rebel- ously pink and shiny as ever before. ‘Then I remembered that my mother had sald once that people with dry | H akins should use a cream before they | put on powder, I rushed to the bath- prise room and procured the cold cream Jar. | That would rend even poets In my eagerness I got the stuff In my | hair and eyes, but I hardly noticed tt, so impatient was I for the desired re- sult, Once again I appited the powder. Look- ing back, after these soveral years have passed, I smile at the thought of how my novice hand must have plastered on| A neck Ike a swan, and cheeks like (Na the stuff, | roses, It assumed a thick, sticky consistency! And teath exactly Itke p , j that transformed my face into @ pallld | Would be-well—a eurious metamerp’ .-- |mask with two small pale blue eyes we ehining through~eole evidences of air Sor even the loveliens suner Tf she really had stars for eyes! ‘They gush of the maidens so sweetly And paint her fn language so mesry But wouldn't they back down diser e1i¥ If whe really had lips like a cherr¥.