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. ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. fen 80 Pudlished Daily Except wy Preas Pubtshing Company, Nos. 88 to ¥. POS Bas Row. New You iH) PULT Ry President, 63 Park Ro 5 Q urer, 63 Park Row. JOSEPH PULATERR: Jr., Becretary, Park Butsert bt clase Matter. pilgn Rates te “The. vening| Por Bnetand: tnd the, Continent, and ‘World for United States All Coumtries in the Internation end Postal Union, SPARE THE INNOCENT! “D EATH TO THE ENGLISH SPARROW!” is the cry of Washington Heights residents in the apartment houses along Broadway. The spring oratorios and chorale’ in the trees of that district interrupt conversation, murder sleep and drown the graphophones and pianolas. So Park Department men are te be armed with shotguns for a gencral execution. But hold! The death warrant is made out in each case for the | English sparrow, the vulgar Pyrgita domestica only! What steps | have been taken to prevent the several peaceful and respectable fam- | ilies of American sparrows from getting mixed up in the massacre? Granted this British Pyrgita is a noisy, fighting hooligan. Ac- cording to the New International Encyclopedia the fellow, besides being a constant unwelcome attendant upon mankind, “increases with amazing rapidity and impresses himself upon the locality by his adaptability and pugnacity toward native birds. * * * The result is a longevity and a rapidity of multiplication which may epecdily render the apecic: a serious local nuisance.” No thanks to Nicolas Pike and other directors of the Brooklyn Institute who started the trouble in 1850 by bringing over and letting loose cight pairs of the ruffians! But how different the American chippy! His very name— Spizella socialis—spells softness and companionability. he Ency- clopedia says of him: “He is a general favorite because of his gent!c manners and familiarity. bg bd He is by no means a fongster, but his usual ‘chippy-chippy-chippy’ forme a trill that is musical and sweet.” | And what shall we say of our beloved American born Melospiza inelodia? Shall he be shot down like a vulgar cockney? What of | the Melospiza Lincolni? Who shall dare to touch a feather of the Poocoetes gramineus, or aim a gun at the beautiful Amphispiza bilineata? Most horrible of all, shall we behold at our feet a lovely Zonotrichia albicollis all weltering in his innocent blood ? We shudder at the notion of these park assassins and their shotguns. The only way to do this job without slaughtering the {nnocent and the beautiful is to go about it with a rifle, a spy glass and a bird book. i | ———<e¢e-——_ --—. " DEMONSTRATED. 4 REAT 18 LOGIC! | ‘ G The February Grand Jury presented a presentment de- claring that Foulke E. Brandt was not guilty of burglary. Tf Foulke E. Brandt was not guilty of burglary, then his thirty year prison sentence for that offense was plainly as wrong as wrong could ‘be. A Grand Juty yesterday made a final report that it had found no evidence of a conspiracy to send Foulke E, Brandt to prison for thirty years. i Therefore nol is responsible for sending Foulke F. Brandt _ to prion for thirty years. Therefore sending Foulke E. Brandt to prison for thirty years must have been an unfortunate accident. QE. D. ——<¢2-__~ A THIRTEENTH CENTURY NEWS ITEM 1X HUNDRED AND THIRTY YEARS ago to-day occurred one of the famous massacres of history. As the bells were tinging for vespers in Palermo, on the Island of Sicily, the afternoon of March 30, 1282, the day after Easter, a rumor suddenly _ ran through the crowded streets. A ‘young Sicilian bride, on her sway to chureh, had been insulted by a French officer. ‘The French, *h, ah Charles of Anjou, had wrested Naples and Sicily from the Hohensteufens and for years had ‘treated the Sicilians with tyranny, Uratality and oppression. to the last degree by this outrage, the citizens of Palermo rushed for ‘their swords and shortly after sunset liad mur- dered every man, women and dhild of their French oppressors, not even the Sicilians and Italians who had married Frenchmen. the monks came out of the monasteries and took & hand in the slaughter. The news of the revolt spread rapidly to Catania, Messina and other cities of the island. Massacres became the rule all over Sicily. {f'wenty thousand French were slain. Charles of Anjou tried hard to get the island into his clutches again, but the Sicilians invited Peter, King of Arragon, to their ‘eid, beat off the French, and made Peter their King. From the circumstances of the outbreak the massecres have always been known as The Sicilian Vespers. A HARMLESS chimney fire at the University Club the other afternoon made a volcano on the roof and drew such peated. “Bunt pueri pueri, pueri puerilia tractant,” Letters from the People Ne. fracture his skull. In my opinion 4 ‘To the Réttor of The Kwewing World: Are black or white colors? Broning 1 Wie was author of the lines: ooks were women's looks B. K. in this way lessen the Jar when strikes the bottem. 8. April 20, ‘To the Editer of The Kreving World: On what date did Waster Sunday fa) in the ygar 18627 PATRICK G. Evergreen 1. I. New Jerecy Fore ‘To the Editor of The Evening World Having read what Mer. the a F, to @ query whether an ele- boy wouhl save huneelt by jump: ‘the air in case the elevator should to state thet it would be Jersey and wit lai ood jong while. New Jersey for. 4 Qirs) G. H. &, ; jolly lot of fire engines and onlookers to the pavenient under | * the club windows ‘that the middle-aged window members had the time of their lives and talk of having the whole performance re-| would be best to raise himself up by holding on to the side of the oar and car senmpcmeataen my y h¥ektae World D The Hat # BEFORE Publishi reedaans Om oy m2, 66 HY should you polish a brass tender?” asked Mr. Jarry ‘Pausing In surprise upon beholding Gus, ithe potentate of the popular cafe at |the corner, with his sleeves rolled up| |polishing the brass siga in his door- | wa: | in't I the boss? Can't I do what I ‘please?” retorted Gus. ‘Besides, Eliner {Delonge to the bartenders’ oonton, and \he won't do any wok Ike this any | more.” “I don't believe you. I think you just make this an excuse to get out in the | jeun this bright spring day," sald Mr. | Jarr. i Gus grinned sheepishly and wiped his forehead wha his “Don't tell nobod: isa an excoose to get out In der vedder, but when a man has a vife like my Lena he can’ wants to do # thing, because if he does {t he has ¢o say he don't, by talking about something different.” Evidently Gus understood what he ‘wan saying, but Mr. Jarr could only guess, Mr. Jarr guessed” that Gus had endeavored to state that he was com- peed to erp many subterfuges of word 4 deed to baffle a tyrannical and suspicious wife. Bepler, the butcher, | | came from his True Hospitality. Ct ac ely op across the street and joined them. ‘he founders is running up by City 4, ¥ you know? Ain't it too earty?" d Gus eagerly. “Muller's brothe: ;law what lives by ready got g boat- me! cried Gus, he bawled, sticking his head le the door. “You come out here and shine up this sign! Me, I am golng fishing!"* He sald this at the top of his voice. And, as though in answer, @ front win- dow overhead down with such @ crash that Mr, Slavinsky, the Slazier, who had joined the group, looked up with interest. “Your wife jet you go fishing,” suggested Mir, Jarr. 1912, vy Toe Bre Pittaing Co ( The NewYork Wer) 0dSstETRONDDNNTTS 8999000900000000090080000990000900 Mr. Jarr’s Cronies Heark Unto the “‘Call of the Fish’’| sdtecsccoroeoonanesecoooooooooooos coscoooonoeseeeel the call of the fish cl around Gus in his worst best suit of nd such was the |clothes, nothing would I let even my Lena per- indicated in hie even Lena dared not cross and ashe, according to local “been a lady. lion tamer with Hagenbeok in the days of her bud- ding womanhood, when she had stood, the poet says, with reluctant feet where Mon taming must be given up for man s a German-American hus on when the word went around the neighborhood that the floun- ders were running off City Island, and that Gus had issued a call for the Dill Pickle Fishing Club of Harlem to get together. Mr, Muller, t “How she golng to stop me?" asked Gus. “When spring ft comes then I go fishing, For everything I stand, but for Interviews NO. 9—CUPID’S VIRTUES. ‘ ‘De it not seem to ever, you, how- ing the easy chair nd draw- a Uttle closer, Mr, Gordon bent upon me quee- tioning eyes, ‘that this Cupid chap time at least? He i# such a happy little beggar himself.” “He is soméyhat amusing,” 1 amiled, “And he (# #0 anxious to please, poor Uttle chap,” and Mr, Gordon mighed, “That is true," I admitted. “If he Js interested In you et all there is NOTH- ING he would not do for you, | “The hours never drag when HE te around, do they? On the contrary, there {s never enough time to ve with Hernor to think of Her when awa |from Her, And somehow he has the Cupid chap, to making the RS iMterestii \citing, I took a donke: @ girl up something that called itself @ mountain pass, but you couldn't ha fallen off it if you had tried, Our dor keys ambled along slowly step by step, \atopping to eat grass by the way, and \ yet though [ have hunted big |had some close calla, that don! @he—i hope you were cordial to father? He—Iindeed | was. him to make his house our home, s the most exetting thing I can sympathetic: Ey Earbara Blair. Asthor of ‘The Journal of a Negiected Balidog.’” Copyright, 1012, by The Pres Pub! to | softly to her lips, and even ex-/| know just how you feel,” I sald “At # garden party order f Hon demijohn and other fishing ing out tackle. Schmitt, the delicatessea man, heard With Cupid ishing Co, (The New York World), once I remember seeing a girl and a man aittingNon a bench apart from everybody else, They sat there all af- ternoon, and the rest of ue walked in front of them and back of them, and all around them, but they never eaw us. ‘The girl had a rose in her hands, and sometimes she would hold it idly in her {ep and sometimes it would sway over the man's left shoulder from her Matless fingers, and sometimes she would raise But whatever she did with it, the man’s eyes followed it in @ rapt and breathless absorption.” “And even if Cupid Woes Mb a Dit, his fide are always pledsant ones,” contin- ued Mr. Gordon, “He never telle you anything malicious or unkind about the wirl you love. He may exaggerate her Wrtues, but surely that is better than giving her faults she doesn’t possess.” “Yes, since we ere puppets in hie hands, and MUST love where he de- \crees, it is really kind and considerate of him to make the beloved beautifal in oor eyes at least. No matter how plein the woman or hdéw ugly the man, he, if he will, can make the adored beautiful, | You perhaps love Ethelinda—what was th: ar somethin: Somewhere in the alr above us and hrough the open window we heard a faint, a very faint, buss of machinery and a ailght whir ae of rapidly revoly- ing planes, “By Jove! jane, Do you suppose he has com Is turned down the lights and we rushed to the window, (To Be jOrstauedy It sounds Mke an aero- \ And it's going to snow,” said Rafferty, I paused, startled, “Didn't you and rallied | Then, while the children cheered and! the wives of the fishermen looked down askance from the front windows, the expedition moved off in good order to} the teeming waters off City Island. i “They'll have to-stay all night at a hotet at City Island to catch the early tide to-morrow morning at ‘daybreak. | ‘the bullder, It not only snowed, but it hailed and, stormed al! that night and the next/ day. And the opinion of the nelghbor- | hood was equally divided as to whether the flehing party would freene to death gale. Everybody knew they would fish, having started Yo do 90, even though | the Sound frose over. tion came limping in with frozen fin- Gers, toes and noses. The ice had to be chopped out of ‘Mr. Slavinsky’s whis- kers by. the deft hands of Elmer, wield- ing the ice-pick. As the result of ten hours in an open boat in a biiszard, Gus Prowlly exhibited tho catch of the ex- Dedition—two baby flounders half the size of his hand, “Great Scott! mant" cried Mr. Jarr, “you didn’t get Sve cents’ worth of fish!” . “What difference makes it?” replied Gus, controfling his chattering teeth. we nt for, bleasur: es Why? By Cora M. W. Greenleaf. HY must you, oh, my brothers, Wy ies Se God's reign? Whenever I wan- * der out In ‘the elds, o'er hills, through forests aim, I. am never troubled. with doubts of Him, It ie only when I have turned my face jTo those of my kind—to the human race— ‘Made in His image,” we've proudly Tt le only then that faith seeme dead. It le when I see how amali the part He cccuptes in Hie creature's heart. When. I hear the weary cry of pain Wrung from the toilers for mammon's ain, ‘When I ‘ee the oryel blush of shame fair cheek, done In mam- When wom-out ‘When the life of te counted dross Compared by his masters to money \ While uked these tirings can be, Plain as day, that all may see, It makes me wonder—since God DOES regn— ‘Why doesn't He send the flood again? | down. at the feet of thé wrong ones.’ | eay that it fa the only one. It, ts foolish for us to try to eet our gods of wther iF | rocer, broke oft tax-{!8 the rowboat ‘in the Sound or be|™! Rangle, and got riven out to sea and drowned by the | tly followed by erie! At nightfall the next day the expeat- | 750 ; “Ve didn't go fishing to make mone: | (THE “RIB” . By Helen Rowland. Richmans have tought « motor can” sey br Ki with @ regretful-eigh, ae she, her tea cup and took up her of the open fite. 4 “Well.” ‘quoth the Mere oe! yee a ben fectly good subway ticke! $ DerIENVY them!" repeated the Rib, scormfally. Richman's FIGURE! You don't understand, Mer. Mrs. Richman will expect me » Fide in the emer all the time, That's what's harrowing my eoul.” | ‘tan the rao Sus 2 Cons a te, ‘about it all the time. And I'é sooner Bret-oany than ‘to @ mafi about his first motor car. You simply can’t please “am, ould envy them,” mased the RM, | chin on ber ham, “FE , B verything in the they want!” a a ernchading éyevepeie and embonpotzt and a plot tm Greenwood,” put tm the | Seles re neletzed-the Rib.-“Womebow, ive always dlecovered) that: women Who have motor cars and diamonds and social position, and él other delightful ‘things that money can buy, invariably have something along with them that I etemply coulin't endure—a corty-inch waist, eat, husband, ‘or a ‘hats nothing: and poetry’—— + “And work, and money, ané fame—and Broadway.” added the Mere Mas. “Yeo!” exclaimed the Hib, clasping her hands and gazing into the fire with chining eyes. ‘Just to think of all the fascinating, alluring ¢hings ia Mts makes. yu dissy—just to LOOK at them dassies you! You feel like « omell boy etanding before @ shop-counter ¢ull of gifttering toys” — e ‘Ab4 you try to grab the whole lot,” finished the Mere Man, “and your fingers; and in “The—what, Mr. Cutting?" “Wealth and the wrong n; suceess and indiges ness; love and povert: the Mere Man sadly. of Sullowing after other people's gods instead of recognizing | etidking to them; instead of finding the few things you CAN thlding fest to those. Learn the right gods are waiting to piness on you when you find them, and to visit dire revenge on you jb tossed her chin contemptuously. talking SERIOUSLY.” “I am,” returned the Mete Man earnestly, “For me there things which constitute happineas—the WORK I love, the PLACE I love the WOMAN I love! I can dispense with everything eke in the world.” For a moment there was silence in thé room except for the crackling of the fire, and then the Mere Man added: “That seems to me the greatest combination in life; but I don't pretend te “I thought you People’s altars and eay, ‘There! that will make you happy!’ There te Bo‘ one prescription for happiness. Money and golf and Sunday-zchools for Mr. Roche= feller. Children, policies and Presidential chairs for Mr. Roosevelt. Chilécen, charity and home for Mary Anderson. Each of us seems t) have about three gods apiece; and no two of us have the same combination.” “Oh,.I don’t know," murmured the Rib. “A woman can get HER gods down to just one—if he happens > be the right mat “And ell things ele shall be added unto her,” reverently. N Hoe nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnacennannnnnnnnnmmncentna The Week’s Wash } By Ma-tin Green. whispered the Mere Man Copyright, 1912, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York World). ROM the loud cries proceeding ,enamored of thelr own ideas that ¢hey from the vanquished.” re-|cannot conceive how anybody can hon- marked the head polisher, ‘one jestly disagree with them, Everybody might imagine|elee is wrong. Unable to imagine why that frightful|they cannot lead before the people have crimes of pillage|them sized up, they seck to salve their were perpetrated | vanity by pretending that they were on the electorate | struck from behind. ‘The squealer often in the ‘primaries | gets a ict -f sympathy while his equeal {if of last Tuesday.” jis young; dut a squeal lands few en- i ‘ “Are we becotn- | cores."* ing a nation of equeaters?” asked the laundry man. “There bas grown up of late years a Gisposition among : politicians to de- clare that they are cheated when they are licked. It seems to have started th pro ‘s who, after 6ETPTHAT was a pretty smooth Bi Charlie Hyde worked) § off his trial defore Just Davie,” sald tho heed polisher, ‘ “Nearly al! our judges and many of ‘our leading lawyers,” said the Jaundry e dressing room, moaned |™an, “profess amazement at the grow- artery. ma its doped. The poll-'ing distrust of the administration of took up the refrain and now a! ack to an aspiring statesman Is fre- fraud. “Time.was when a politiclan who was | toked ‘took his licking with a nails ae | i got busy on plans to lick the other fel- iow in the orn fight, This attitude marked the days when politics was a | profession and amateurs were co to sit outside the ropes and get pointers ffrom observation and advice. Politics | tm ati @ profession, but every election amateur day. better off than ago or twenty | (tne aw Hyde + OUCH TOs as NEL OF are fuel for thls distrust, ry move made by Mr. Hyde and» been manipulated by tter how unjust tl Against him. ‘The Hyde affair, wrongly or nightly, serves to confirm tie popular impression that a rich man can make the law Ie down and roll over and eat out of his hand, while the best @ poor man gets from the law is @ good swift kick Advan: r of slow a ae ."" wald the cigar etore man, “that the Grand Jury officially | denounces Brandt, the @chi? thee." } growth, What advancement we have made-has been worked out by legislators electet by the votes of, the peopl: you ‘can bet your right ‘eye sgati peanon ticket to a recreation pler that, in'the long run, the people ete right. ‘Men who make a study of politics know this, They realize that thoy may razoo the people for a time, but the ped- ple are bound to get wise They also know that in a promperous country like ours’ there ts a big balance wheel of corwervatiam, wisely designed to keep the engine of government from running | oer, certain folk in this town will “Amateure in politics, such as'are run- to countermand an order for @ ming Col. Roovevelt’s campaign, are so! nice glided halo.” Where They Come From. WEDISH emigration, the bulk of jects of Sweden, ‘The total emi which Is through the wort of! for the kingdon ts timated 1 S was commiderably | persons of Swedirh nationaltt: in the preceding year. as compared with » yin wit Over two-thirds of the emigrants cami from the Gottenbors district, the total] ber in 191 in contrast to $1.3 per Gepartures from this port being 15470] in 190. Practically atl of these ; : in 2911, a8 againet 22,058 ‘n 1910, Of these | grante go to. the Cnited \ 900 in WL and 15,511 tn 110 oud- | Canada, sbi \% (Ae

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