The evening world. Newspaper, March 16, 1912, Page 8

The ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. ‘Pehlirked Daly Deeest mnday by the Row, Ni Pin ates te She evenly le ‘Wort for the Ui States end nt 6% Park Row, ey 63 Park Row. rRecrotary, 68 Park Row. One Month Even —— ing World Daily Magazine nd-Class Matter. is For tne ana and the Continent ° All Countries in the International $2.60] One Year. eu VOLUME 52.........ccscceeeseeeeereesesssseesNO, 18,470 Breas Pubtishing Company, Nom 68 te lew York. F WHERE THE SCHOOLS FAIL. HILDREN of the public schools «peak slovenly English. any dead ones. it eensibly and uniformly. from a reader who signs himself Charles Leidy. ( We assure Mr. Leidy his sentiments are also ours. We assura| him, however, that the fault is not with the public achools alone. ‘The private institutions are just as bad. They should be taught their own language before tackling Also they should be taught to pronounce Many a father who has been persuaded to send his daughters and picturesque. of pronunciation and phrasing. are only a few examples. to be “finiehed” in an expensive “atmosphere of culture and refine- ment” has sat aghast at their speech when they came home. We do} not speak of slang. Slang is youthful, sometimes highly refreshing What we mean is downright, slipshod slovenliness _ These are the sentiments expressed in @ letter to The World| Well-educated, intelligent children will say a hundred times a/ “Bom'n diffrunt,” “wor gonta try,” “yer could’n expect,” | roun,” “le’s” (for “lets”), “ar yuh,” “um” (for “I’m”), and these | What our children and a good many older folk need is more) respect and admiration for clean, clear-cut speech. Teacher, parent, | child would do well deliberately to listen, watch and try to improve the Jangnage of everyday. i While we laugh at the throaty Scotchman, and the Cockney who ever their work in a-way that is shameful and inexcusable. a oy q PRINCES IN PERIL. f: gratulatory telegrams + that “the attempt on dearer to his friends, a little less hateful to his enemies. as powerful aids in retaining the devotion of his followers. “She loved me for the dangers I had passed.” DIZZY SCIENCE. faz off it has taken the light all that time to get to us! 4 says “tike” for “take,” we are letting our own tongues loaf and slur attempts uswally do, in a tremendous outburst of loyalty and affection from his subjects. Masses are said in tho churches and the streets are jammed with people singing patriotic gongs and cheering for the King and Queen. Thousands of con- pour in. The despatches from Rome say his life has increased the popularity of the King to a degree that hardly any ect of his own could have done.” +! im The situation repeats itself over and over agein in history. A ruler or great man whose life is aimed at becomes, certainly for the moment and probably more or less as long as he lives, a little § T": attempt to shoot the King of Italy has resulted, as such The mass of the people have a vague, instinctive feeling that such dangers are borne for their sake, that they having conferred ‘a the prominence are responsible for ite riake. Certain it is that ruler or hero, weak or strong, can always count on the perils of his position There is in us all something of what Othello felt in Desdemona: Most things the sstronomers tell us make us feel small and neglected. Nothing is more appalling, however, than their casual way of measuring distances in what they call “light years.” A “light 4 year” is a distance equal to the space traversed by light in one year. Bi: year with no Sundays or holidays, this “light year” is Presently we shall hear that this “new” shrivelled up and sifted are now blinking at the left over light of a candle snuffed * aince. 7 ALWAYS THE SAME. clase bar. in fect—the di the Canfield fixings of the day looked like. better Ovecity te Horses, ‘The Evening World: fegret thet my vocabulary toe limited to express ade @pinion of many horse|they cannot maintain the fm this city. Since coming here ; °4” forgive & man who 1 I have witnessed ard dumb animals ween ia any other that it has been my As light gets over 180,000 miles cach, SECOND of ite working JHE astronomers recently discovered a “new” star. Just as|' everybody is pleased and interested, however, one of these wise men points out that while the star may be a novelty te ws it was probably formed several hundred years ago. We live #o star really turned vold,| ing to that dreadful away four generations ago, and that we|J®ft Whe, back to the habitat of her WE ME SOME More Kenda JOHN « | NEED ANOTHER CORSET . RAPHAEL Dion'T BEUevE mCorsets. ALL THE ARTISTS, Béueve in THe NATURAL, GRACEFUL LINES of Tue Bony) Copyright, 1912, by The Press Publishing Co, (The ‘New York Wortd), I Clara Mudridge-Smith dashed im- preasively around the corner of the quiet Brooklyn etreet where HE handsome town car of Mrs, Mrs, Jarr’s mother resided; and stopped large measure | with a jerk in front of the residence of te handle. Yet the astronomers use it every day like a foot rule. der old Indy UR that dear ok! lady. “Aa I live, t's the eutomobile belong. man!" cried Mre, Brooklyn girlhood, was looking out of out ages| che window. foot capable of self-defense. And { ha! seen policemen stolidly turn thei: heads 1 have been in & when such cruelty wag practised be- 40 one Lome thels very eyon A. KB, | Up for my wife’s spring hat.” | JHE latest find at Pompeii is a shop in which rows of bronza and glass jars containing various liquids point to a familiar and convivial use. In fact, it seems to have been @ saloon. The cash box, found full of silver coins just as it was dropped by the flying proprietor, is made of ivory, which suggests a high- As Pompeii was a distinctly fashionable resort of twonty thousand inhabitants frequented by Cicero and the Emperor Claudius, with exceedingly elaborate and luxurious villas—a regular Newport ‘overy of a gilded gin palace was only to be expected, Reasoning by analogy, which is pretty safe way to reason when the weaknesses of humanity are compared across the centuries, we shall expect to hear next that some nearby house has yielded little piles of ivory counters with faint traces of red and blue—or what- than they ought to be—that is to say, no better than our- Lett | ers From the People One of the most pleasing results of digging into the private ‘ee affairs of our predecessors on the planet is to find that they w heavily laden trucks drawn by horses whose shoes are worn down almost 10 the hoof, while the @rivors beat and curse the horses unmercifully becau: 1 brutal toward | @ fellow man, but words fail to express iny opinion of a cur who would wil- fully vent his‘wpite against a beast in- “Where's the brass handied poker?” exclaimed Mrs. Jarr's mother. She knew it was down stairs with the colonial fire eet, but wanted it ®rought to her as whe desired to save ther strength, “And Mr. Jarr te with her!" shrieked Mra. Jacr, “What nerve! What impu- dence!” As though working automatteally on springs, the other dwellers on the street appeared at the windows and doors of all the pouses to view @ real, costly automobile, not a smoky taxicab, mind you, drawing up at Mrs, Jarr's mother's real New York clothes, alighting, fol- lowed by a man alao dressed in the cos. tume of the cetropolitan section of the Greater City, There had been no such excitement On the Chance. “Are you saving anything rainy day?” Can You Beat It? 3% « door, and a handsome woman, wearing | % for al yh ORSET AT'S THe USE ? WHY Don'T You STOP WEARING THem 9 You Must HA Geen READINe ALL THAT STul THE PAPERS, in the Kingston avenue section of Brooklyn—in all Brooklyn, in fact—since the romantic wedding of Laura Jean Libbey, or since the late Rev. T. De Witt Talmage had published this collection of optimistic essays under the title of “Crumbs Swept Up," and the good wives of Brooklyn had bough it think- ing it was the popular parson's Hinte on Home Cleaning; or Don'ts for the Dining Room. “Above all, don't make a scene!’ hissed Mrs, Jarr's mother, discretion overcoming animosity, ‘I wouldn't give the nosey people in this neighborhood that much satisfaction!” And as Mrs, Clara Mudridge-Smith Heart-to-Heart Talks By Barb ’ Copyright, 1112, by The Press Pub! How the “Knight of Old” Loved Her. w BE ms Cupid” 1 smiled as 1 drop- ped a asiice of lemon in the tea 1 had just poured for Mr. Gordon, “and his plea for our ald be sincers, it would be well worth while to re- store him to his old place in tne world, would it not? The place he held when the world was young; when troubadours rang under Her window; when knights errant rescued damsels in distress and plumed knights selaed boldly the ladies they loved and rode gayly away with them on prancing ste If you had loved and wooed in those olden, golden days ‘omance, would YOU have loved the Cupid but not perhaps s0 LONG," and Mr. Gordon's eyes amiled lazily at*me | from the luxurk depths of an iy chair, “The knight errant who rescued the dainsel in distress saw only he: golden head and Wily white hand waving to him from her tower window, Ho kivsed perhaps the rose she threw him and dreamed mad dreams of the White ‘he neither knew nor cared. The moated wine ten alnave Interviews With Cupid on Subjects of Individual Interest. Princess in her dark tower. But cf the tndy's character, her mind or her soul, | badour who sang under his sweetheart’ | It may look at you through eyes glaze window and the ‘knights of old’ who, after a few impassioned glances at thelr ladies fair, rode daringly to castle or/ humor of an aged mouth, grange and boldly carried off| Mr. Gordon slowly, “is what I call (Tee Kew Tork wonky ( Mr. Jarr Decides ‘‘ AND NOT ONLY Does IT DESTROY THE NATURAL SHAPE OF he BODy But (T's Bap | <5 For THE HEALTH SAAABABAIABIIBBADAAIADAASIADABBIBAS ‘ Saturday. March 16, 1912 ) SAY, WHEN do JOIN THE {ANTI = CORSETISTS 7 | FOR HEAVENS SAKE ! Buy 4 Doz one anne AAA AAAAAAAAAAABOAAAAARA DADO DOAOORPOOOD OO 99 She Clearly Defines the vy IB {Psychologica 1 Moment.’ By Helen Rowland Copyrant, 1912, by The Cress Mublishing Co, (The New York forth. 66 HAT." inquired the Rib musingly, as she tucked W back a rebellious curl, “is the psychological moment of love?” Mi “Well,” responded the Mere Man, regarding the curl caressingly, through a smoke-ring, “It has been said that “the sweetest part of a kiss is the moment Just before tak- ing; and perhaps the sweetest part of love Is the moment Just before proposing. “Of course It is," returned the Rib scornfully, “or it would he {f a man ever proposed at the propitious moment, instead of in moments of mental aberration. But that isn't what I mean. I mean what {s the psychological moment in which we discover that we ARE in jove?"" : “1 don't know,” protested the Mere Man helplessly. “A man NEVER dis- it until somebody explains tt to him with a diagram.” agreed the Rib, “with a man it's just Ike a habit or—or consumption. He never acknowledges it, even to himself, until he's so far gone that there's no help for him. But @ girl—whf, a girl KNOWS IT two minutes after a man has left the house. Oh!” and the Rio clasped her hands impulsively, “I have often thought that {f a man could énly return two minutes after he has said good night, and SEE a girl's FACE, what a lot of mistakes he would be spared’ tried that once,” said the Mere Man with a shudder, TRIED IT!" cried the Rib in consternatton, “Oh, not on purpose,” the Mere Man assured her hastily, I had forgotten book or something, and simply went back into the brary, unannounced, and— well, the dear little thing who had just smiled me out with the utmost non- chalance and airy indifference, was eitting in @ crumpled heap before the fire~ ) % By Maurice Ketten| (THE HELEN ROWLAND co demanded the Rib, “I hope you ptoposed to her!” “I did,” declared the Mere Man. “It was the psychological moment. Bug” he added hastily, “that was long ago. By jove! it was funny. You know, 1 never had had an inkling of how I stood with that girl. Always thought she took me as a sort of platonic cousin, just one of the crowd, and all that, But you never can tell." “You never can," reiterated the Rib firmly, “Many a man who fancies @ girl violent about him would be astounded if he could come back after she has bowed him out with a look of sweet sorrow, to hear her exclaim, ‘Thank goad~ ness!’ and see her rush madly upstairs to get off her tight slippers. Many » man who thinks he has made a deadly impression would be astonished to see how ‘deadly’ {t was if he could turn back and see her yawning or mimicking him to the family, while ehe rummages the pantry for cold chicken or tarts with which to fill the aching void that two hours of his society have caused. “And on the other hand, many a man ‘who has never had the slightest sus- Picion that a girl cared for him would te appalled to come ‘back an hour after he has left and find her attll aitting before the fire, with the love-light in her eyes, gazing tenderly at the dent his head made in the upholstery, or caressing the flowers he left; or building fire-castles, with his photograph clasped in her hands. But one glance at her would tell him that {t was the psychological moment. That's always the psychological moment with a woman—two minutes after a man has left her.” jeavens!" exclaimed the Mere Man,” I shall never ‘be able to go straight home with a free mind again. I shall see vistons of you all the way—visions of you laughing at me, or gazing caressingly at the dent”— “Don't “talk nonsense, Mr. Cutting!" interrupted the Rib severely, that sort of a girl.” “Which sort?” inquired the Mere Man. “Either sort,” replied the Rib. “And besides you never do go straight home. You always go straight downtown and play billiards, That's one thing that a girl never can understand about a man. He never has any ‘moment after’—any moment when he stops to dream about @ woman, Juet after he has told her he loves her—Just after the most beautiful evening, he can go right downtown and play billiards. Ugh!" and she shuddered. “Not always!" declared the Mere Man, “Sometimes after I Jeave you I walk around the park three times before—before I go—anywhere.” “That's nice!’ sald the Rib sweetly. “But,” she added, “you needn't forgut anything and come back after it, because—because, in yeur case the ‘psyoly~ logical moment’ has passed long ago.” Tim not Sweet Home’s’’ Author Was a Practical Joker, FSAALFHAAAAPDAPALBAASAAASAAAAABA AAA an@ Mr. Jarr came up the doorsteps Mrs. Jarr and her mother were opening the ¢ront door with smiles held in poal- tion ®y marvellous contfol of the mus- cles ag well as the emotions. ‘Thus it was that Kingston avenue was myetified and edified to behold Mrs. Jarr and her mother throw themselves upon the woman from New York's neck land embrace her fervently, Mrs. Jarr’ mother clicked her false teeth together in her effort not to bite the visiter, while, as Mre. Jarr embraced her, the words on her tongue Were (loud enough for the nearest neighbors to hear and tell of afterward), “Oh, you sweet thing!" With the God of Love ara Blair lishing Co, (The Kissed mouth, a dimpled cheek or @ sun- snared curl. But the most entrancing of dimples must give place to lines of care; and the lovellest rose that ever bloomed in carmined shame on sweetest mouth must fade. Only hearts and souls may keep their youth. Only purity and | truth and tenderness and courage are immortal. Love born in a dimple, a smile or a kiss is as short-Hved as the deauty It lov “But suppose the man loves and knows these, first, and only these. May he not be caught and held by some- thing more, if there BE more? SHE |s sometimes good as well as lovely; sometimes wise as well as charming.” “It 18 a hard question to answer,” and Ralph Gordon's dark eyes appeared to be gazing dreamily Into @ long vista of the past, peopled by girls, “But I fear when the quick fires born of beauty alone are dead they are seldom rekin-| dled upon the sterling worth of her! character or the charm of her mind.” NOT," I murmured sadly, “upon the character or charm of the SAME wom- an, But why must roses fade and lovers’ vows grow cold?” “The roses of the soul do not fade. Youth, in my opinion, is more an att bute of the soul ti the body,” he! | continued earnestly, “and the youth of| {the soul, unlike that of the body, ts independent of chiffons apd beauty Jo- tions, It Js not fleeting nor transitory, Nor @ matter of mere surface prettiness. The young soul need ni wrinkled nor bent nor old. will, keep ita youth thro York World), with age; it may live in the wrinkled emile of a withered cheek, or the tender But in her mind was the thought vin- dictive, “Viperess!" “Come right in the house!” cried Mra, Jarr's mother loudly. And they dragged thelr victim in. No word was said to Mr. Jarr, although he mes permitted to enter al lara Mudridge-Smith was the speak. Mrs, Jarr and her eller nek fH yet not decided what action to take— murder by violence or freezing the creas ture to death with disdain, “Poor Mr, Jarr has been almost crazy!" rattled on Mrs. Mudridge-8mith, “He was called to Philadelphia with my husband on business and they sent the taxteab driver back from the depot with & message to the office to notify you by telephone, and it now seems the man did not go near the office at Jarr sent you @ postal and aphed you, ibut you paid no attention and left home with your children for your mother’s. My husband made me come over with Mr. Jarr to explain. There has evidently been some mistake. What did you think he had done?’ Mrs. Jarr and her mother were quick thinkers, Mrs, Jarr’s mother, for ¢ first time'in her life, kept silent. Mrs, Jarr smiled her most superior smile and id “My dear Clara, your husband may be Mr, Jarr’s employer, but I'm Mr. Jarc's wife, I do not allow any person to or- der my husband around, My consent should have been asked before your hus- band took Mr. Jarr to Philadelphia. “But Mr. Jarr might have lost his Position,” said Mrs, Mudridge-Smita. “You know what @ tyrant my husband ist" “I know what a tyrant he was—beforo | he married,” sald Mrs, Jarr coldly, “As for Mr. Jarr losing is position, all | have to say is he'd better not. Also, 1| assume he gets an increase of salary for having to go to Philadelphi, “Why, he's just had one, surprised Mrs, Smith. “And he'll have another,” replied Mrs, Jarr, coolly, “Now, if he begs my par. don we will go home. Mother will bring over the children, who are at a movin: | picture show, to-morrow, are my avraps, ma?” And, gathering hat, furs and coat and) donning them, she led the way to tho Mmousine car and sald grandly. “Home, Francols!" But after that allent ride, when she had Mr, Jarr in the flat she turned the key in the door and faced him and said: ‘Don't think for @ moment I believe this, And be on your good dehavior ti’! T dot” Wd the exclaimed the farmer, “ain't yer struck water The Week’s Wash. By Martin Green. Copyright, 1912, by The Prew Publishing Co, (The New York World), ELL, sir,” remarked the head States with the magnetism that holds polisher, must say that I) and attracts the people could run on a am a ttle twisted after|third ticket and bury them both under reading George W.| a majority of allots. Perkins's explan-| “In this country we undoubtedly a@- ation of what is|mire our great millionaires who have the matter with|@athered fortunes in the industrial felq the country and] but we have Mttle reapect for thelt what should be} methods and none at all for their optn- done to straighten | Jons on anything outside of finance.” us out.” ee 4 ‘Lenten “Recall.” “The opinions on Public questions,” 66 HAT was some massacre gown I in Virginia where they aléw cers," said the head polisher. OW man, “of me who have neg: Cia aHeeny tected to study such questions un- til they have spent most of thelr lives in the sole occupation of accumulating @ great pile of money are ept to bs involved, Mr. Perkins will learn that his opinions will not have a great deal of weight with the people at: lal His only warrant for seeking to advi: the public and swing public sentiment is that he has been an exceedingly suc- cessful man along the Ines of gather- ‘ng mountains of mazuma, fils inter- est in public affairs was somnolent a long time except as such affairs con- cerned his business enterprises and his Profits. “William Jennings Bryan had a bigger and more faithful following when he was a poor man than he has to-day when he is rich, A man sald the laun the judge and the court oft- “What you call a massacre,” replted the laundry man, “was a practical gid murderous application of the prineipie Before the trial of tte mena- Allen, of recall, shiner, Ma friends aunounced that ice In court they would kill all the people con- nected with it, They had thelr eas of justice—and down in ti country Jt is the honest belief of a great many of the people that they have as much right to make whisky out of their corn as 40 convert it into meal. They didn't get their brand of justice, 40 they perma- nently recalled not only the judge but the wheriff and the district attorney, And they would have recalled the de- cision and the prisoner from custody it the crowd in the rush to escape hadn't irampled on Allon aad broken his leg.” 1 with ideas and sympathy, who has no idea whatever of the value of money, can exert more influence In affecting public thought than ten men whose ideas have been shaped and whose sym: pathy has been warped by years of money grubbing. John D, Rockefeller and Andrew Carnegie have given away milliong and millions of dollars in philan- thropy, If Mr, Carnegle were qualified by birth to run for President, as Mr, Rockefeller 1s, and both ran on opposing tickets, any clean man in the United { Spring's Side-Kickers, ' 66] SHE" sald the head polishe, ] “that Spring will be here next week, “Yes, replied the laundry man, “and the old Spring standbys, Influenga, bronchitis and pneumonia, are hiding b hind the mask of the season, waiting for a chance to catch people off their guard. + { My Lady’s Jewel Box varles acconiing to which 1s most be- Morning Wear. coming, F my tady cares to dress herself in] Coral and turquoise earrings are alko | the latest styles her taste’ sould} much in style. The oral are exe extend to ornaments with which to Pecially becoming to a brunette, while + a blonde with blue eyes looks une usally attractive with the turquoise! Bar ping are worn more than ever before; they are not only beautiful also extremely useful, which {a an portant factor at the present time, wifen ce frills and jabots are so much Aa When used with discretion wh le, Many of them are studded with set off her different costumes, whether it be for @ suit, reception or evening gown. Very handsome but plain jewelry ts proper for use before noon, Karrings have been, and still are, 1 might sa: most prominent ornament one ¢. yet? How deep hev gol “Bout a hundred feet," replied the other placidly, That,” oaid “Vee, if Easter’s rainy, I'm saving these perhaps none too unwilling cap-| YOUTH.” tives, ‘loved thei loves’ for a reser “An’ ain't ye discouraged?" “Oh, I dunno, 1 can't say I ain't gittin well.”"—Catholic Standard and are in good taste, ‘They give a finish witaGecl aane and arietocratic look, adding greatly | with Marcin ce the same pale “ees to the speara: > The fresh-water) Ax the effect of the bar pin ts ve pearls are very fashionable this year | stnple, thoae wet with diamonda areas. and earings of these stones may be! propriate for morning; though, @- worn in the morning, They must ve|handeoine as well, they J 4 single stones, net drops. And the oe in tae atternova end evening, °* “0