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

ORE ES LR Ge Re fy j & fe 8 ere’ inn, and in the early days of the city there was a cattle The Che * Borld. ESTABLISHED BY JOSEP!) PULITZER. the Press Publishing C 1, How, 63 te Dafty Eroept 7) y Wee Sores Ing Company, os RALPH PULITZER, President, 63 Park Row. 1 ANGUS BHAW. ‘Treasurer, 6) Park Tow,” PULITEER. Jr, Secretary, 63 Park iow, ran 30 Sas Monts: OLUME 53.........cceccececevececccccseesse+ NO, 18,340 RE-ENTER WU TING-FANG. | VERYBODY here will want to believe that Wu ‘l'ing-fang, twice | Chinese Minister to Washington, has taken important office in the new revolutionary organization. Just as Lafayette’s par- ticipation enhanced American interest in the French revolution, so it will enhance American interest in the Chinese revolution if it enlists this wise, witty, inquisitive Oriental with an Athenian passion for the new thing. Wa, however, is no Lafayette. He knows too much, and is not likely continuously to espouse any cause which may seem to represent the triumph of hope over experience. His temperament is more that ©. Voltaire, iconoclast rather than enthusiast, but a genial Voltaire, He has seemed to be another Erasmus, a penetrating critic rather than a destroyer or builder, a chartered libertine of speech with all livense to say tho things that would be other men’s undoing. , Wa has been alternately in disgrace and favor, and in some quarters his identification with revolution may be credited to pique. Tt is better to credit it to his progressive spirit, to his study of western institutions, to his thirst for novel sensations and loyalty to impulses that promise them. He has been pretty nearly everything else but a revolutionist. Why not be that-also? The Oriental who has been in turn merchant, scholar and traveller, who took up vege- tarianism and attended Spiritualistic seances, and studied wireless . tilegraphy and wanted to fly with the birdmen and severed his cue, before the court decreed it, is entitled to one more experience, People will hope that gaining it may entail no consequences which shall frustrate another of Wu’s purposes—to live to be two Ibundred years old. Ev York os Second-Class Matter. Eniand and the Continent All Countrios in tho Internat Postal Union. ————_ + ++ —-- —— J WOMEN LIFE-SAVERS. | HERE is good horse ecnse back of the project to enroll the| ladies of the land in a National Women’s Life Saving League. | One of the planks of its platform—that women should wear | eme-piece bathing suite—may well be left for them to settle among | since counsel from men might be under suspicion of bias. | Bat the mobilization of the sex as life-savers is very much in order, | To begin with, the summer population of the beaches, save at, week-ends, is chiefly women and children. There are few men around them men. Their bodies are better balanced for natation. They have mere adipose tissue under the skin to resist the shock of a cold the debilitation of « protracted swim. The sprints and long- feats of such damsels as Adeline Trapp, Rose Pitonof, Sears, the Due sisters, Augusta Gallup and Clara Hurst in point, while the graceful diving exhibitions of Annette Keller- Bot the Australian nymph, make life interesting and tend to pro- it. Half of life-saving is resuscitation, and this is strictly work for the trained nurse—that is, for woman. Men rescuers do their clumsy best at barrel-rolling and artificial respiration, but, as every sick-room attests, their best lacks the authority, the deftness, the ministering ity that are woman’s own. Would not the thought of being fevived by a mermaid, garbed as the National Women’s Life Saving League would have her garbed, tend to quicken a flagging pulse? Se STEERS IN THE STREETS. HERE is a newspaper story, usually with pictures and itinerary, every time “beef on the hoof” gets loose in our streets. It is| @ story of galloping panic and collisions and badly-aimed bullets and the inevitable abattoir achieved by a very circuitous | The inference would be that New York is no place for min-| feters’ sons or Texas steers; and the inference would be wrong. Within the memory of men alive there was a drovers’ market at} Lexington avenue and Twenty-fourth street; the old Bull’s Head is its monument. The Astor House stands on the site of a\ ! ' t market near Trinity Church. Such names as Cow Bay and Cow Neck | @m near-by Long Island recall a time when there was free grazing | Iead on the shores of the Sound. Not until about a generation ago id the Montauk peninsula cattle range disappear and with it those tives, almost at the back door of the city, which Whitman celebrated fm sonorous prose. If s runaway steer knew where to go, he could still find plenty @f company here. The census of 1900 showed more cows in New York County than at any time since 1850, and more in Brooklyn and Richmond than at any time since 1855. In 1900 New York had 1,971 cattle, Richmond 1,806, Kings 2,489 and Queens 5,012, making @ total neat population of 10,578. There should be plenty of cattle | here for a generation to come. | carpeting a room 16x20 feet with « car- | pet 27 inches wide at ® 8% fH oo GLYNN. | room, therefore, will need eight strips aah eb. five yards long and portion of another Bo the Bator of The Brening World: *trip, That means nine strips have to ody Ys foe. I think the dress | be bought and paid for: 9 x 6 x $2 = $9, faction Which is my answer, WOWARD HOLLAND, A Detender of the Stray vo To the Eaitor of The Brening World 1 am glad to read plea of "M, J, jn behalf of the much maligned | vest are more than hideous. ‘ridiculous and their shape ts comic opera costume, The am, even ugiler it 75k “well dressed stray dog. One rainy morning this week | 1 espled @ poor, triguiened dog, wita would iter. i. me 2 wen pens paw injured, huddled in a corner of the “After you pass the necessary examina /#¢ Ode Hundred and Sirieoath street ten, do you your tuition at Annep- | 288 Mule Appeal 1 Hie eyes Was une ells free? Where can I find out about |Hetieed YY the hurrying crowds, Lt wok admission and examinations? only # {eW seconds io speak ty him aad JAMES DUNN. [Pat lis head, At fires ne w Midshipmen receive $000 a yoar, Tule | Ut Soon responded in the mos tion is free. For full information as to | ##hier by Wageing atuinp © emission, &c., cansult your Congress. |4"d, reassured, waised out of his owa man ‘ accord, If un olfticer with a club nad 1 attempted to drive him from the tempo- cap. The We rary shelter he might have ih ‘Te the Editor of The Evening World: ne Where can I get @ description of the {defensive and another “wi Tee tue of Liberty? J. FL |ported, l-treatinent of stray dogs is| the cause of much of thelr crossness, Lt hindly treated plgey will seldom injure any che Pal de de Carpet Probiem Agaiu. i ——— sald. emnly. ening World Daily Magazine, Tuesday, S >) WX SS SS $ Ds [remilly “Everybody hae claret punch,” she lobody drinks it,” replied Mr. Jarr. “It's there for them. It's not my fault if they don’t touch it." “Listen, woman,” said Mr. Jerr eol- “Why do men flee from social Whose Little Ruzzie Are You? By Maurice Ketten. FLHHAAAAAASAAAAA AA ASA SALAS AAA AAAAS Poor Mr. Jarr! He Is In Wrong Again! Help! FAASAAHAHAAASHASASALBAAAHH HANA A AAA Foom. They are warned in time.” eid Mrs. Jarr. “Everybody serves “Well, 1 have claret punch, just | aret punch to their friends.” the same,” said Mra. Jarr firmly. “It} “Because it is cheap and lasting, be looks so nice in the cut glass punch| Cause it looks nice in the cut glass bowl Besides, I've got the pineapple| bowl, because it is economical. One ‘and the bananas and the cucumber and| bow! will last an entire evening and November 1911. 4, Copyright, 1911, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Wold), Gen. Roger A. Pryor at Antietam. RESIDENT JEFFERSON DAVIS of the Confederacy appointed Gurtag the civil war 4% generals, Of these there are but ewentythree ROW living, and but one iiving in New York—Gen. Roger A. Pryor. Rewety, 4s he referred to as “general” for he is « jurist of wie celebetty, an ex-Justice of the Supreme Court of the State of New York amé, indeed, his military record has been #0 completely secondary to hie legal gras: tice of forty-six years in the metropolis that New Yorkers claim him fur @heir very Own and to them he is always “Judge Pryor.” ‘Yet nogr, at the age of eighty-three years, and nearly half @ century ines he resided in his native State, he is unmistakably @ Virginian, nearly as mech 60 as when he hurried from Richmond to Charleston and delivered that a § against his own wish, to give the order for the firing attack upon Fort Sumter, It was Pryor, the most cessionists, who may be said to have caused the actual and be did it deliberately, believing tt was right. Now, at i i i | Vividly active in mind, he says, “My heart is filled with peacel” He entered the Confederate Army as Colonel, was promoted to Brigadier General in April, 182, and was in the thick of the battles of Williamsburg, Seven Pines, Mechanicsville, Gaines’s Mill, Frazier’s Farm, Second Bull Run ead Antietam. Because of » misunderstanding with the Jefferson Davis administra. tion he resigned bis commission in 1862 and immediately re-entered the Coa- federate Army as a private, and served until the end. He was taken prisoner in 1864 and confined in Fort Lafayette, New York. in 185 he removed to New York and has since lived in this city. “Which battle do you remember best, and why,” I asked when we were seated in his itbrary in West Sixty-ninth street last week. “Antietam,” he answered readily. “We Confedrates called @ the battle of Sharpsburg. It was there thae I first commanded a division—but there ts moth- ing for me to tell. Mrs. Pryor has told all in her books.” I suggested, “Is there not some particular ‘ncident in Mra. Pryor’a books which you best recall about Antietam?’ He took from a shelf Mrs, Pryor’s volume, “Reminiscences in Peace end and he read aloud the féllow! My husband commanded Anderson's division at Antietam, Gen. Anderson baving been wounded. This battle is quoted, along with the battle of Geven Pines, as one of the most hotly contested of the war. Sorely pressed at one time, Gen. Pryor despatched an orderly to Gen. Longstreet with « request for artillery, The latter tore the margin from a newspaper and wrote, “I am sen@- ing you the guns, dear General, This is a hard fight and we bad better all dle than lose it.” At one time during the battle the combatants agreed upon @ brief cessation, that the dead and wounded of both sides might be removed. While Gen, Pryor waited a Federal officer approached him. “General,” said he, “I have just detected one of my men in robbing the body of one of your soldiers. i bave taken bis booty trom him and pow com agn it to you.” Without examining the small bundle, tied in @ handkerchief, my husband ordered it to be properly inclosed and sent to me. The handkerchief contained & gold watch, a pair of gold sleeve links, a few pleces of silver and @ atrip of | Paper on which was written, “Strike till the last armed foe expires” and was signed “A Florida Patriot." There seemed to be no clue by which I might hope to find an inheritor of these treasures. I could only take care of them. I brought them forth one day to interest an aged relative whose chair was placed in a sunny window. “I think, my dear,” she said, “thers are pin- scratched letters on the inside of these sleeve buttons.” Sure enough, there were three initials, rudely made, but perfectly plain, Long afterward I met @ Confederate officer trom Florida who bad fought at Antietam, “Did you know any one trom your State, Captain, who was killed et Sharpe the scratched iniuals ‘The parcel, with « letter from me, was sent to an address he gave me, and in due time I received a most touching letter of thanks from the mother of the dead soldier. Gen. Pryor closed the book, saying, “My dear lady did not tell the name of the Federal officer who came toward me on that day waving a white pocket handkerchief. Who should it be but my old friend, Gen. Meagher, commanding the “Irish Brigade” of McClellan's army! We then and there agreed to stop the fight until the dead and wounded could be moved. I did not consult Gen. Lee about it Gen, Meagher and I had a stiff grip of the hand and @ good drink of whiskey together, which we sorely needed—how well I remember it!” “Was there anything else on that September day of 182, at Antietam, that has kept its impress on you after fifty years?” “There was!” he replied with profound emphasis, in which was a note of eadness. “You see, we lost that battle, We retired after nightfall, and then the conviction forced itself upon me, for the first ume, that the cause of the Confederate States would never win! Yet, for the two and a half years of war after that day, I spoke to no man of my belief that we would not win, “I never talked with a West Point man in the Confederate service who had hope of success—except Gen, Jackson. He never had @ doubt of success.” Cop ce gene arent SR Tn emer remem ene affairs? Why, when cruel women force men to drink the stuff, do strong men ever after suffer from chronic corrosion f the stomach? Claret punci! " the oranges and lemons for it.” “For humanity's sake, do not concoct this poison brew of California claret fruit soup!" Legs Mr. Jarr. "'Pro- fessor Ponsonby Pomfret of Pompton ‘Mrs. Stryver always has it” sald! over narmed us. Why should we harm Coprmght, Wil, by TI Publisniog OQ, | Mrs, Jarr, “Mr, Stryver doesn't talk Phe’ Now Wack World), as k him? He will take some of it because ‘ — 1" punch beg Wav Be presides at the) 10 154 helpless guest. Spare him!” B: oy L. McCardell. “Listen! said M. or “Oh, don't bother mei” said Mrs y Ror Fae ae ae nome” tase | Jarr. “And I think it's very unkind of Pomfret of Pompton are com- ing this evening, Do put oD @ clean co! said Mre. Jarr. “Oh, let tt an informal affair,” re-| plied Mr. Ja ‘Ponay is @ good fel-) low." Mrs, Jarr gave him a withering 100K | 4 without more ado Mr, Jarr made the change in his attire suggested. | “And go out and get a gallon of that Afty-cent claret,” said Mrs. Jarr, “and some lemons.” { “Oh, say not so! urged Mr. Jarr. “Surely, my dear, you are not going to have that fearful decoction that drives strong men to drink—claret punch—are your" “Yes, do you think I'm going to give! you,and the profe: out to Gus's saloon?’ “You'll give us the best excuse in the | world,” replied Mr, Jarr. “I have seen | men—stalwart, sturdy men in thelr prime | —men for Whom strong ¢rink had no en- | ticement—get one taste of fashionable | function, home-made claret punch, and rush out to a rum hole nor ever cease | unl they had filled Grunkard’s | $6 Promina and Mra, Ponsonby Jarr sniffed contemptuously, j | | “Do you tet your wife buy your elg m | jot since I've begun smoking again.” has come when you must know. Stry- ver, grasping, cold-hearted business man as he ts, has yet some dregs of conscience left. When his m face the claret punch, pale but mined, he warns them yet 1 too late that they drink thelr own peril, and he whispers that they'll find some of the old stuff in the smoking you! Counting the fruit and claret, that punch will cost me @ dollar.” “A Uttle of the old stuff, stimulative, exhilarating, and guaranteed non-cor- rostve, under the Pure Food law, could | be bought for a dollar,” pleaded Mr. | Jar. | “Now, I think you're most unkind!” RNefleckions OF A celor Gig) | atelem Rowland- Copyright, 1911, by The Pres Publishing Oo, (The New York World). ‘‘Temperamental Number,’’ 4 Ww"« ts just @ grouch in Hast Eighth street is “artistic temperament” in Washington | Square, Meer ROWE \ When “temperament” comes in at the door love flies out through the) skylight, | When Fate places a laurel wreath on the brow of a genius she hitches @ plough to his shoulders and holds a Tantalus cup to his lips. A “temperamentalist” is a man who can get more intoxicated over a) new idea than over a bottle of old wine, | Being wedded to an art and to a human being at the same time ta form of bigamy for which the penalty is life punishment, A temperamental person round the house 4a like a rickety tea table tn} the middle of the floor—you never know when you are going to knock | against his “finer sensibilities” and precipitate a smash-up, | No, Clarice, writing for a living isn't a matter of inspiration; it's a| matter of perspiration, desperation and—compensation, The greatest shock a temperamental woman can receive is to wake up| | other elde's argument. | rolled | neverthel enough be left over to make fruit frit- tera of in the morning!" pleaded Mr. | Jarr. But he saw Mrs, Jarr could not be moved and he sighed and was silent. “It will be there for you,” she said. “And if you choose to snecr at it and hurt my feelings and break my heart, just when company’s coming, you may dd so!" And Mrs. Jarr shed a few tears to show how she had been wounded in her tenderest emotions at his criticisms of her efforts at ~bundant, though frugal hospitaiity. “Aw, I was only kidding,” said Mr. Jarr, in a placating tone, “Why, Pll even drink some myself. You'll see.” And thus tt always is The bravest man never wins @ battle when It comes to @ social question and tears are the IN epite of the it earnest prayers of the woman who's inclined to be stout, the high waistline, nipless gown is going to obtain all through the winter, The slender woman ts in her glory—the stout woman 1D despatrt But fickle Fash- jon, made in Paria, London, Vienna and our own ne avenue, says: “It you haven't hip Mr. Jarr went to the kitchen and|be oontent-it you have get rid o lemons, and) them or choke them into chopped up bananas and oranges, For | of thinness!" Mrs. Jarr had declared, since he had| For talked s0, she wouldn't touch it, and if/ Do not they never had claret punch ghe our endeavor to wouldn't care, * met flesh will be forced elsewhere, Mr. Jarr whistled gaily at his task |The ourve from the waist to the middle “shall I put some tea tn it?” he| thigh will bo accented and you will Long, long ago womanfolk decided | that claret punch was prodigality and | conviviality, and that it also looked big for the money, What man has ever, been able to banish it from home fes-| tivities? 5 | aes, | appear even stouter than you are, “I don't care what you put in it!*| People aren't going to come up to you replied Mrs, Jarr, tartly, with @ tape moasure and find out the So Mr, Jarr put in half a bottle ot | exact number of inches it takes to go rum, @ bottle of gin, a bottle of brandy |around your waist or bips—they judge and @ bottle of cough medicine that| {rom appearances. Be wise! Let out bed end | your line, reduce the curve even Ie whistled “The Mysterious Rag” | though you have to enlarge your and wondered how the compound he | bands to do It. was mixing would affect his friend, Prof. Ponsonby Pomfret of Pompton, Would it make him laugh or cry? . HB other day in a department At store I saw a woman weigh her- | elf, I gasped as ahe got off the ihn startet! scale, It showed her weight to be 169 ounds, If I had been asked to guess Tick-Tick Telephones, itnat woman's weight I would have said, i 1s considerable opposition t>| “Oh, about one hundred and thirty-five the ‘tlek-tick" telephi oF forty Phones which | OF forty eat, be she was dressed a dark color—navy blue. Second, be- cause her suit was 4 seml-ftting model {without a snug curve anywhere; and | third; because she moved briskly and are being generally installed in| the pay stations of the clty of Chicago, but the company is golng right ahead, 8, substituting these instr ments at a considerable expense for t “{mprovement of the service.” ‘These | held herself erect. inatruments are called “pay tire The women who still phones, for the reason that the person | generous curve and wasplike wat cling to the | and find that she is married to a human being instead of an ideab. Distance lends enchantment even to genius, and the longer you are married (o one the more distance you are inclined to sigh for, making use of the instrument must de- posit the necessary coin in the slot be- fore the connection with central is made, | One 1s, however, enabled to ascertain if the line is in order by listening in the receiver and if the instrument is in In a poor man it is temper, in a rich man temptation, in a genius tem pertect working order a regular “tick> perament-—but it's all the same to their wives, ck" like that of a elock will be beard, 2 3 “ like a bag of bran tied three-quarters of the way up—men don't like those fig- ures—I guess I'll stick to my twenty- ore corset!” It is foollsh enough to suffer incon- venience when fashion demande it--but ere are passing through the ere theory will say: “1 don’t want to look | Intimate Chats With Women By Madame Legrande. Copyright, 1011, by The Prem Publishing Co, (Pho New York World), The Figure of the Moment. of the rational figure—the nearly straight outline, Why not take advantage of the comfort it offers and at the same’ time be “in style?” oe generated into the “fat” claes MUST get rid of some of superfluous flesh. No amount of unlac- ing will reproportion her figure because, in the first place, ae hasn't any figure, She has simply o padding of fat that is squeezed into a series of bulges! Women who have let fat accumulate on their bodies for years want to get rid of it in two or three weeks’ tame, ‘With this end in view they go to « re duction specialist, The “specialist,” not wishing to love his exorbitant fee, puts the victim through @ course of truining thet would have killed a Spartan! He reduce; bis patient in the contracted time—be also reduces her vitality to such a low estate that she is fit to be an inmate of a sanatorium for the next month. You can't tear down in @ week « ca- thedral that it has taken Mfteen yeare to build, Neither oan you melt away « tet acoumulation of years in « few daya, oe e ei course the woman who has @e- HERE ere three fundamental prin. ciples in the elimination of euper. fiuous fat, and from these three ll other elaborate and complex rules apriny Firet—Avold starchy foods and eugara, Becond—Do not tale liquid of any sort ‘with your meals or for ene hour befong or after them. ‘Third—Keep going for e¢ least ons. hour each day, more if possible, Wail, swim, practise physieal culture or do housework (preferably sweeping and dusting). Don't let up, don’t rest “just for a minute’—keep going! Remember that you are benefiting your health, your mentality and your wood nature by #0 doing—AND at the same time you are ecquiring the figure of the moment, ieee INDICATION. “Do you ‘onestly believe the world Wy growing better? “Yes, I do. I saw a woman paying carfare for @ twelve-year-old boy this morning without making any effort to eonvines the conéuster that the snug waa upder alx,—Chisego . ~ ”