The evening world. Newspaper, March 2, 1912, Page 8

Bette Dany op cape The Evenin , WSTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER, ston 0 ib! le sane SY se Tree Faapenne Soman Hen Pn Pur ereeitet Park Row, ear HAW. 3 Park Row. Jost PULITEDK re Secrelary. 43 Park Row, Gecond-Clans Matter. ind and the Cont international g¢ World Daily Magazine, Saturday, Mar TRUTHS ABOUT LIES. N American Truth Society has just been launched to dis- A courage misrepresentation and lying. This is probably a good, well-meaning society—but Heaven keep it from going too far! Telling the truth {s all well and good if you don’t tell too much of it. But what would happen if everybody went around handing ont nothing but hard, cold chunks of grim sincerity? What kind of happy homes would there be if every husband and every wife said | exactly what they really thought of each other? How many friends would a man have if he always said to the bore: “No, I do not wish to ride downtown with you, and I think your oldeat boy is a plumb , fool!” A man who undertook to tell nothing but the absolute truth for a week would probably and very properly be killed toward eun- down on the second day. No, no. ‘The suppression of truth is one of the highest, most sacred duties of civilized man. The one thing in all the world that helys most in the day’s work, that makes things aeem less unbearable when they go wrong and more delightful when they go right—is Vanity. To protect Vanity, and cherish it and keep it in good spirits “and werking order, man has invented Tact. —asesss=—— ch 2, 1912 THE “RIB” Fay! 4elis the Secret | of True independence. By Helen Rowland stnitonsanreoannioeanisneneneeinuniveiaial (The New York World), ‘VE just been to hear a lecture on ‘Woman's Economie Independence,’ annownced the she clutched her chatelaine with 01 the Mere Man's coat sleeve with the 3 ‘Come and buy me some strawberries and cream and tea! “And did they decide that Economic Independence con- ted in finding somebody to furnish you with strawberries md cream and tea?” inquired the Mere Man meekly, as | he fed ner to the nearest tearoom, | “They didn't decide anything,” gurgled the Rib. “They all had to hurry back and curl their halr and powder thoir noses and polish thelr | finger nails before their husbands got home.” i pak! exclaimed ‘the Mere Man in astonishment, “Have they HUSBANDS?" | vberry into the pow. gis “Of course,” returned the Rib dipping a big red st dered sugar. “Why else should they want economic independenc | “And do their husbands hurry home and curl thelr hair and put powder on | thetr noses and polieh their little pinkles for Wifle's return?” inquired the Mere | Man. | “Nonsense, Mr. Cutting! remonstrated the Rib, “Don't you ever read the Woman's magazines? ‘A wife must keep herself dainty if she wants to hold @ But a woman's love 1s supposed to be held on with a patent safety she led. "s the kind that won't come off. | ust eat Is Woman's Economie Independence, anyhow?” queried tht Mere | Man tentatively, “I don't know,” confessed the Rib confidentially. “But from what I could | glean, {t's something like a Dutoh treat camping trip I went out on last summer, Everybody chipped in his ot her share of the expenses. Then, the girls di@ all the cooking, washed the dishes, made the beds and got up the laundry, while the men lolled around on the grazs and told them how cute and domestic the irls looked." ‘ 5 “Well, what was the matter with that arrangement” demanded the Mere Man. “Isn't that Woman's place?’ ; | “In the kitchen?” inquired the Rib sarcastfeally. "Yes, of course. And maa'a tain the easy chair. There are lots of men big an¢ broad enough to let @ weman go right on with her career or her work ufter marriage, but there never was one big and broad enough to get out his clean linen and fix the water for his bath, The trouble with economic equality 4g that it ends right at the front dvor, A woman may be an equal ‘round the office, but she'll never he anything but a footstool ‘round the house. No matter what she’s been doing al DTUUeTTiHivirera tut Tact and Truth are fair friends so long as each respects the other. Hold with Tact ‘and you'l be happy. Go too far with Truth and you'll be lonesome. ~ eH _ THE LAST PENNYWORTH OF GLORY. i N English actress, whose post-card picture circulates by A millions, left her future husband waiting at the altar, sont | 4 ‘word she did not feel like marrying that day, but did = marry bim next morning. Needless to say, both the halted wedding and the actual ope got fobr times as much space in the newspapers as the plain, untroubled event would have had, Perhaps the lady wea il. Perhaps there was some kink in the settlements. People of her prominence and profession, how- ‘ever, so naturally and instinctively exact tho uttermost farthing of ‘tribute and adoration from the public thet it is easy to believe she did tte whole thing on purpose, Artists, actors, authors never get quite enough fame. \ ‘There ie an admirable French story of an aged retired novelist ‘and poet who in a long lifetime hes received every possible honor * and nark of adulation, He seems beyond any furthor temptation from glory. His position ie supreme, Yet one day, annoyed that an old friend has just published a i now volume, tho first author caste jealously about in his mind for| <= © tpmotling with which to rush into print. At Inst he remembers i ' some impassioned letters of his youth written to a girl he has not | seen or heard of since he was twenty, But hee sho kept them? In a fover of haste ho hunts hor up, finds hor prosaically man tied—much moved at seeing him—and makes his request. After looking at him ailentlf she leaves him a moment, returning with the packet of letters which havo beon tho pride and treasure of all _ her long, disappointed life. With tears running down her chooks, sho hands them to him. Barely thanking her, he hurries away to got them in shape for the printer, The vanity of the artist survives everything, Ho would “rathor hear people epenk ill of him than not speak of him at all.” FOILS AND FISTS, “WHITE HOPE” {urna up In Fmnco, of all places! Georges The TEPP one ° DR all Gaving worked bimsclf into @ state of persecuted grievance Mr. Jarr stalked gloomily into the boss's private office, But matead of a frowning, pompous, stern and accusing employer—a crushed, feeble and frightened old man sat cowed and crumbled at his flatstopped mahogany desk, _ Soo 8 Carpentier, the young Frenchman who knocked out “Jim” Na Mee ad m: \ Sulliven at Monto Carlo the other night, becomes the W's ig th ge preeno ty ne} midé'ewelght champion of Europe, found an air of mysterious ex: | We too often think of the French as a people who only like to jie oni Bas aay ty st 4) = figk* by pricking each other polltely in the forsarm with shiny foils, | least partiany on unt of the boss or who, when they do put up thelr hands, bring In thelr feet as well, ha ares ies ade Eighty always takes In the last few years, however, Franco has come to bo one of the | tt as a matter of kus own alert-and- “sportiest” countries in Europe, Football, erloket, tennis, boxing | nerve to™ Li ga lad re No. 2—Cupid Explains His grew more popular every season, the French frankly and enthuel- if Plans. | astice'ly borrowing sports end even tho w —while hia companten: Was tolling upward ty th lept, ght | very prompt,” I sata i i ords that go with them) wnenMr gas tirwt to Lhe break $Y nen Pack pos again! | from across the Channel, Juet now the pupll {8 complimenting his| ast table or at the oMce he was al- without knocking, “And teacher by beating him at his own game, pea’ oh vis donated gen ae don't you ever ask on be- a ey aetna | the recollection of the tines he had | Pe gain wn ae LOST ARTICLES AND THEIR SECRETS. been early eustained bis conscious rec: pertonie, erivase| . ° . " apartment 2" | Hy TY-POUR THOT iat | “The bows wants to see yout hissed m e i HINTY-VOUR THOT ) articles were left In subway and! | i idave 1s always i elevated trains last year, ‘Lhe fleures are the largest -yot,| "t try ¢o bawl me pada Naan 1] : a ; Best Yet. out meoause Pin a little late this morn- ; he ther Le Tt is absurd, however, to say that New Yorkers are becom * grumbled Mr, Jarr, “It tan't of+ oe eave ine i i for nla | ing more careless o rgetful, ‘The natur ore ai a he gots here early, and where . " cae tre ¢ vr forgetful, ‘he natural Inerease In travel Cnsiy | oud hin buelness be if we didn't look sion, But as I {a ourts for the higher number, latter it carly and late? Resides, T was have : explained $ L 33 'e) ie We But in the list of things found—monkeys, chioke |here every night «il after ten, the several times | j ns, snakos, artl- fivtal logs, teeth, wigs, burglars’ {ools, oplum pipes, dynamite, story wanu-ertpts—are wonderTal hints and revelations of the secrets and Fo pey-tertes of character that Iie hidden in the I fore, the object of | my call has abso- futely nothing to do with you, so you ; Must not take these pth remarks of mine as pe mal to you 1a! ' [last of the year!" pockets and packages oi Uttle wr andéenly to melt away into thin air, leaving nothing but little pilos ANYTDH of vlothing and bundles, a novelist could still make close gueases and | conetruct marvellous Jife stories out of pockets and parcels, ————_< 42 —________ way You feel about ft, hall have to turn this matter over to | some one else, B te too important o Interviews With Cupid Heart-to-Heart lalks With the Goa of Love on Subjects of Inaiv dual Interest. By Barbara Blair amr 66 Ch ebak el ohakalakalel ol ol ol ol ak ak al akcal ol al ok of ak ak okak of ak ok ol af al F The Boss Interviews Mr. Jarr; It's Not the Sort of Interview You Think APAAAAAAAASABAPAAIIS SALA SAAAAARA AAAS “Mr. Jerr,” he began in trembling tones, “Ed, old man—I can call you Ed, can't If We're friends, aren't we? You know I hhaven't teen @ bad boss to you, have I? And then you've got a fine wife and fine children, And my wife-only a girl, herself, you know, Ed, old boyt~ehe's just crazy about those children, and I'm going to put Copyright, 1912, by The Frees Publishing Co, (The New York World), Will Just put your HEART tn my work, T have no doubt you will be equal to the dificult and {mportant work to which T ehall asaign you," “But there are #o many much more important thingw in the world than you, Cupid. “Oh, there are, are there? Why, don't you know nobedy ean DO any- ‘hing or BH anything without ME? Only I, Love, am the controlling power fn long @ustained effort of any kind which ie really worth while, You turn your back on me In common with many other Mttle folk who sneer at me, and tag servilely after Ambitl “What has Ambition done for yout OTHING, What has he made of you? NOBODY, You are useful to me as a Warning to other people, You wouldn't play with me nor work with me, now you shall wo: Mt me, I you my secretary, If you are perry daa Trepiiog 24 Work hard, Tehall see that you > the thousands of people we rub against day after day. | coldis, “than to loarn that the nature Oy 7 ; ava aye Pee oe area , If all the flesh, Wood and bone prowded subway car wero! jor sour call ts impersonal, T have ale | on, Cupad! nl bone in a crowded subway car wero waye thought you « mood-fownehin ‘Oh, Cup “T mean tt, every wont, T am done with you. You can't trifle with ME." And with crossed arms, he strode sternly back and forth in front of me. “I dont want to be your secretary,” T i |No. X11, ‘them in my will! Oh, yes, Tam! And ay, my wife she musn’t know a wort of this——."" Ho had grabbed Mr. Jarr by the hand and was shaking it while he rattled on exeitedly— “You Introduced me to that dear, tn- nocent child. I'll never furgive {t-oh, excuse me, I'm all upset—I mean }'ll never forget It! But oh, dear, dear! To think {t should come to this! Me forty yours !n business, my picture in the Handbook of Notable New Yorkers! Al- Waye usked for money for things that will get my name in the paper es a philanthropist! And now it's all overt" Here the old man fet go of Mr. Jarr’s hand for a moment, took out his hand- kerchief, wiped his ayes, blew his nose and then slammed his top desk drawer open and shut in an agitated manner, “Is Jack Silver the mant rtatnly not!" aried the boss. “Why should 4 decent and fine young man like that, a young man I highly cewpect, do wach a thing?" no told you? Did ehe write?” "she?" repeated the old man. “It wasn't a She, It's én a man's writing. Hut what makes you euapect Jack Rilver? And why should a woman mixed up with a Black Hand gang?” “A Black Hand gang?" cried Mr, Jarr And ho came near adding: ah, I thought your wife had eloped! “Certainly, a Black Hand gang! Didn't you know I got a Black Hand letter this morning, couched in the most myeterious tones, talking of the death of a Mr. Hopkine—killed, I supposs, for resisting thelr demands? Look at this!" And with trembling hande Mr, @mith Feached into the top drawer of his desk and brougut forth the eheet of eolled Rotepaper on which Mr, Sidney Slavin— one BSlavineky—had copled from “The Complete Letter Waiter” sample letter “From a Young Man Who Has (#2 Opportunity te Bet Himself Up in B inews, to a Gentleman of Reputed ‘olence.” ‘See, Mr, Jarr—Ed—I mean! It's couched in ambiguous terms, but you seo plainly it's a demand tor monoy," Mr, Jarr, who had been present when the letter was copied, thought it the better part of discretion to regard it | day, she must get through in tim evening clothes and make h fusiness man's’ return! No matter how the cheery little comforter—the Iittle headache soother, and @rouch secemer. and"— “Oh, well,” broke in the Mere Man ‘for @ alce little mollycoddle husband who will lay out your slippers and kimono, and have a cup of tea and a to sew on buttons and lay out her husband's It eweet and bright and kissable for the ‘tired tired or croas she is herself, ehe must Be deeperately. “I euppose you are weet emile waiting for you your head in eau de cologne when you come home trom tha office or the briapa club or the golf links.” “ME!” exclaimed the Rib coldly. Cutting. Not for THAT kind, anyhow, will work hard all day at the office while I go shopping, and then come bringing violets and candy. if I were I'd know how to get it!” “I'm not looking for a husband at all, Mr. . ‘The kind I'm looking for is one whs home I'M not yearning for cconymic ini-p>réenre “How?” demanded the Mere Man anxiously. “Td marry a nice, rich, hard-working man.” “Of course; of course,” agreed the Mere Man delghtet!) “And then divorce him!" “DIVORCE him? What for?” “Bo that I'd be sure of receiving a cegular amount of money every without having to beg or coax for it or the Rib, helping herself to the last strawberry with perfect equanimity. week misined THATS to answer for how I spent it, Economic Independence, and it's the only kind there 4s or ever will Go-for a RIB" The Week’s Wash By Ma-tin Green. Copyright, 1942, by The Prew Publishing Co, (The New York World), ROM what some of the papers @ay,” remarked the head pol- faher, “the only way the Inte: borough can real- {zo the proft it wants for operat- ing the new sub- waya te by stand- “What do we care?” asked the laundry man, ‘ody expects’ the Interborough to Put up $77,000,000 and not get any Feturn on the tnvestment. Planting 977, 000,000 in a hole in the ground is eome plant, “As for forcing the people to hang to traps ¥: t9 a well known transporta- tion fact that you couldn't run enough cars on any main Line of travel in this city or any other ety to give every Passenger @ seat for # five-cent fare. If there were subways under every ave- fue in Manhattan ihe bulk of the pas- eengers would have to stand up during the rush hours, “Traffio conditions regulate the length of trains and etation platforms, Te it wore possible to run twenty-car trains station platforma would have to be three or four blocks long. Stations are placed to get people to and pick up people at main arteries of cross-town travel. Passengers like to get into cars that stop near the eatrways leading to these arteries and that is why the middle cara of the trains are always crowded. People will not walk two or three blocks after getitng out of a train to reach the point for which they are bound, nor will ¢hey walk a couple of to blocks after entering the eubway reach the end cars of a tral “Strap hanging bs a conditl an't avold. T have ridden on street cars in every large city in this country and in some «ities abroad, and never have I been aboard one anywhere in the rush hour that did not carry passengers standing. Business conditions provide reasonable terms in the subway matter and that they have been doin a grizzly bear with the subway queation for two years. Let un have peace, Gen, Grant eald, and also let us ha. He ds} “Very good sleuthing," admitted the laundry man, there la one thing about the case that impresses me, That 4s the contirmation, by the arrests made, of the theory entertained by up-to-date cops that an entirely new breed of ortm- {nals i» working in New York, “It haw long been maintained by off time wleuthe that all ortmea af {m- portance are committed by men with REAT work the police did tn rounding up the taxloab rob. ders," sald the head pol- criminal records, known by sight te {ie bulla of the Central Office, These old timers howl for the reinstatement of the lineup at Headquarters on the ground that this lineup enables deteo: tives to become acquainted with the crooks, “None of the young boobs who en- waged in th feab robbery would ever have appeared tn the lineum, Any of them could have otrculated freely below tha Byrnes dead line, and the sleuths down there wouldn't faye jknown them for crooks, ‘These pawn; ‘bandits ave bad men, but they had na police records in th’. town, ‘Thelp @r- ‘rest goes to show that crime keeps |picking up new recruits, ancient detec- jtlve theories to the contrary nobwith- stanaing. 667 SHR, the head polisher, ! “that Col, Theodore Roosevelt | is now out after the nomination with his war paint on and hie has eff," “You are mistaken,” declared the ) With startled eurpriee, Finally he eatd: “I confess it puggies me. But you don't have to send the money, you know,” “Oh, don't 1?" replied the shaking Mr, j Protested, het difference does that make? ;Don't you know yet, when I speak, everybody Hetens? When I ask for vice, tt la mine?" be lightly or grudgingly attempted,” ‘Oh, 1 am perfectly willing to help you along with any one clse; but bow NT help the God of Lave? HE Colonel, it is announced, has selected Mr, Mitchell, late of the esteemed Herald Roscoe Conkling » a8 his press agent. | for the dumping of great hordes into a! congested district during a limited time | in the morning and taking them out! during a Iimited time at night, | “The people of this town are anxious) Mr, Mitchell by happy chance served in a like erick A. Cook upon his return from the “Pole,” i 2 call eid 4 cupacity for Dr, Fred-| “Well, there are meveral reasons, ‘The fact that you are a writer who has | gone to a good deal of pains to rack }me and treat me Hehty, may be one jPeaton T find especial eatisfaction ta making you write for me, Another reas fon iy thag you are young enough to} wmnpathy with my work and old underatand me; you are at- enough to have lovers, without boing pretty enough to excite the en- mity of othor women; pou are clever enough ¢o gallow my Instructions, and | | wise enough to believe them wien | , The Change He (nve. © Be the Editor of The Evening Worlds | 1B answer to ht. experience with Gold plece, a and take ‘MN and 4 cents ut hla & conte for te! HM, PERSICO, | Ja the Worta Allman To the Edlior of Th: Beant Wwe Where cant Had whe in eh oui ' what the requir It was truo, Reluctant as T was to work for him, I really did not feel that 1 COULD refuse him, “What must I dot” 3 asked, He drew lds chair closer and lowered his volce to @ confidential whisper, “Nobody around, eh? Walls pretty nick? Bure we won't be overheard! Some one knocked, "On, what ehall T do with pout? 1 cried dimtractedly, ‘I don't wang to jeem ude, but really you know you DON'T look respectable, Please put ebange 4 © bill, here ts my| ments ' ee) Ike @ tell vou they poy necessarr, Vou are | this coat on,'t Maar sd eet hays epoca sures) a sy J cairanns ie ie ad est? s2y March come Im ike a i eer ven ae Pet ‘whom F tmempd to gtve ft to him, 0 6 ‘ill ut could change a’ tm the World Almanac er from your ¥ou ‘will be| De had disappeared, “Then thie he must have ment or cause. en year he Congressroan, teen a cold storage able to sive ME plents of time, if you } the customer @ $29) a) en ne (Te Be Conttnuct.y Smith, ‘Look what's inelosed!” he brought forth anoth Paper on which was se communication headed LETTER XIII. The Gentlesnan's Answer. “Bee the al- nificance?” eried oki Mr, Smith, “Letter ‘Thirteen! And after It thanks the black- hander ¢or dital duty to his aged parent, and @ lot of rot like that, it says, ‘It wi wive me @reat pleasure to send you ¢h sum you ask!" “What can I do ebout It, sir?! "Btand by me, Ed,” whimpered the boes, "you know the underworld, De- Btallingbull of wi fective Pare maples Mu de bese any minute, an the characters you know per- to gat to where they are going, They don't mind standing up if they get a quick ride, We elosted Gaynor, Me- Aneny, Prendergest the other city officials who je thls thing, on the platform ore gubwaya in a hurry, If they haven't dane the best they could tho people are not to blame, and will hand them what is coming to them e Hext time sald officials run for offive. “If they start the subways right now the earlicet relief we can expect is in 116, By that time the old subway will be eo ¢ull of people in the rush hours it Sasa i ety wise ene OPANTAL SiyVey Ente wCNwey Omae laundry man, “It ts Abraham Lincoin who Is seeking the Republican nomina- jtlou, not Col, Roosevelt," j —_——————— NOT WHAT SHE MEANT, Maud—J've just heard of @ case Where a man married a girl on his death bed £0 sie could have his mil- lions when he was gone. ir} jilke that? eel yy tte just the kind of @ ett ec address u