The evening world. Newspaper, July 19, 1912, Page 10

ene | EE ee LALLA TRE IE TL NR RT a as AO IT n 2 i : The , Evening World Daily Magazine. PSTARLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITEBR. en We've Dow! Except Sunday by the Preas Publishing Company, Nos, ighedl Dally Except Suniey ai Row, New York. RALPH PULITZER, Preaident, 64 Park Row. J ANGUS SHA easurer, 68 Park Row, SORA PULITUDN, Jee Bore Park Row., Enfered at the Post-Office at New York as Becond-Claes Matter. | | Prbectincion Rates to The. Evening |For Fngiand and the Continent ‘and ‘World for the United States All Countries in the International and Canada. Postal Unton. b 4 LOAF cece eee + $2.80] One Year. ye Month . ——— +80] One Month. VOLUME “THE LIMIT OF TOLERANCE.” NLY the other day some one pointed out that gold ovine are | O circulating in the United States which are not worth their | face value. When this gold is presented at the treasury or| gub-treasuries its owners are losers because of the enormous wear! waused by abrasions in circulation. Yet the government does not require that gold coins shall ld of full standard weight to be redeemed at their face value, It per- mite a loss in weight of one-half of one per cent. This is known es “the limit of tolerance.” | The people of this great city look for safety and protection to! thousands of public servants who guard the streets. These servants | must mix with the underlife to understand its ways. Rubbing among | crooks and criminals means heavy wear and tear on soft or rotten | character. Debasement is rapid, insidious, even contagious. These | servants are human. But upon the maintenance of their standard de- pends the safety of the people. What is “the limit of tolerance”? —_———_++ 4 “OLD STYLE.” {3 A 85 WATCH, a pair of cuff buttons valued at $10 and a ring worth $15" were among the immediate persons! effects of an elderly millionaire candy manufacturer who Gied\the other day. What a reminder of the modesty and simplicity of an older type of merchant! Time was when lots of successful business men were just quiet, unassuming figures in sober black, with plain white shirts, Mack ties and gold watch chains. Time was when plenty of wealtry men’s wives were aweet, simple bodies who thought the finest dresses in the world were “black silk” and whose “jewel «rses” held got earrings and ornaments of “jet.” Dear, good folk they were, too. Tots of solid comfort in a $5 watch. The hundred dollar ki 4s a care to the owner and a snare to the weak. A pair of $10 cuff Inttons will last.vears. A $15 ring—an old-fashioned “intaglio” with a big flat stone or an “agate”—1nay be a lifelong reminder of boyish, longing gratified. “One could build many a pleasant, old-time tale of work and hap- pinese, and draw many a moral of simplicity and content around that, little $30 pilo—watch, sleeve buttons and ring of a dead millionaire. ——— 4 | A FORLORN HOPE. | ogee MUNICIPAL INSPECTRESS OF PUBLIC COOKING as an office for the woman who balks at home duty has PROEEEERSEEEREEEL SEAS SEROSESEER EEL ADERAA SASSO SEEESE Bees CAN'T. COUNTRY TRE . . | — ee TS, P12 ai Wome nileartbraakers, OF Tliskorsy® Maer Aue re Copyrigh!, 1012, by The Press Publishing Co, (The World) 25.—COUNTESS POTOCKA; the “Slave Girl” Heartbreaker, HI8 Is the story of a heartbreaker whose picture (by an unknown 1 | artist) hangs in almost a million homes—the picture of a slen+ der girl with oval, childish face, huge dark eyes and a great mass of wavy hair piled high above her head and bound with a ribbon, The picture of the little Countess Potocka A French nobleman—Ambassador to the Turkish Court—was strolling through Constantinople one day in 1778 when he saw a twelve-year-old girl, raggedly dressed but of wonderful beauty, playing with some other children. He learned she was Sophie Kommenos, the daughter of a poor Greek widow who ran a bakery. The Ambassador was so struck with the child’s looks and manner that he bought her from her mother for $375. It was a day and country of slave trafic; and the transaction was not unusual. The Ambassador made Sophie a member of bis own household and had her well educated. Kach year she grew more beautiful and attractive. At last the Ambassador fell in love wich her and asked her to be his wife The slave xirl willingly consented. She gad been brought up in # n, barred from the sight of And it was her first proposal, ‘This wan in 178, She was twenty-one years old, The Anrbassador was Just then recalled to France and he arranged that the wedding should occur fn Paris, So he and Sophie started westward. As they passed through Poland rest for a few days at the fort! on the way to Mrance, they stopped to town of Kamtenice. ‘The commander of j the local garrison, Count de Witt, called upon them and invited them to his castle, He and Sophie fell In love with each other at aicht. And straightway | they planned to outwit the old Ambassador, One day de Witt invited the Ame | bassador ‘to join him In a bear hunt among nearby ntains. As the , hunting party started from the town, de Witt gave his guest the slip, hue | ried to the eat ehurch and tiere was ed to the wa'ting Sophie, When the Ambassador, suspecting a trick vd back io te castle, he found the gates closed against him and his luggage piled outstde, For three years Sophie and her husvand lived at Kam And by that | time the glamour had gone from thelr romance, De Witt was poor and wae | deep in debt, Sophie was extravagant; and x*r oved her, Then, tn | 1780, she met Count Felix Potocka 1 man of wealth, Potocka, like most other Ne could give her | wealth and ‘position which de Witt coud not tocka offered 9 ree, Sopl te coased her impoverlshed hugband into ping the offer, De W Two months later sie married Count Potoka And now for the fret time her fondness for gayet miration was gratified to for the asking. Nobles and | Her husband, during a tempe consented | | Witt 2,000.07 gulden to let her get a di | ‘ophie divorced him. rod splendor and adé i was here ttle feet. was forced to flee for atfon at ber political cli refuge to America, But Soph'e rematned in ye revelling in the homage of rE alk the men with whom sie \vas thrown in contact. Jler Busbwnd rejoined io, BuT | her as soon as the politica! storm blew over, and built a sort of fairy palate CAN" jon his Ukraine estates for her aim nt. In tse) be died ~ NY WIFE i abana! i | Tabs! ON |} Soon after her husband's death, Sypiite met tie Eaperor Napoleon, who SYON, OD LEST: ME OGG)iI| lita: Qalds a) haves @Ucaitbaledl womplitelyy theta cage of. heeiwenut sc Betew tee vanity made him fear and hate he asked her “T dance a sharp wit, Once, for instance, at @ bal Do tr { ‘Sire, you dance divinely | Sophie died at Rerlin in 1 outbreak of the Polish re Potocka family fortunes such a fomeus man. in her fifty-el@hth year, shortly before the tion wolch runed her gons and wrecked the 7 POCKET VELO hy The ress ttutli hing Co, (The New York World), p clouds? . What ts heil? “ . Why does a cracked bell give forth an unpleasant sound? . Why are certain air currents on the Atlantic and Pacific known as trade winds? Why are the Eskimos so fond of oil and whale blubber? ee ne ee highest merit and <ignity—among the stewpans of hotels and res. taurants. @ “Here is a public activity where women can work wonders,” he eays, “particularly in Paris. When I hear that Miss So-and-So" has) analyzed the atmosphere of Neptune or we'ghed the star Sirius, I shrug my shoulders. But if I were to hear that she had analyzed the | fat in which they fry potatoes at the Hotel Blank or weighed the! butter they put into their string bea congratulate her with all my heart. bly Mr. Jarr Is a War-Scarred Hero. | == sine questions will be answered Monday. Here are replies to Wednes- ser List to the Tale of His Deeds! 316, (Why are ashes and cinders placed on a fire at night to prevent it from burning away PECSSSSSIOSSIIFTS BOSS SSIISS 99S S849 FETISHIIISSSIGTSS | Ory Ken free ace “A true hero ts ever modest,” sald Mr. “What do YOU know avout war? Rangle. YOU never fired a cannon!” said Mr, | thirty parts and seventy “Don't you remember the day you lay | Jarr, turning upon Gus with a scowl. 2x, (Way are dwellers pale #0 sorely wounded behind the escarp-} “But I got a thirst, ain't it? replied | blood gets its rednes ment?” asked Mr, Jarr. Gus, "I got a heart In me, too," the country, and thus the city dy “When you crept through the leaden! “You a heart?” remarked Mr. Rany in} messengers of death, through the/|scornfully. “Listen to thorny chaparral, under the enfllading| ‘sure, I have a hea ‘They keep the oxygen of the the fire, aad fire will not burn freely w from gaining out pleyty of Were twenty-one," said Mr. Rangle. 217. (How are mirrors “The scene is still fresh in my memory,” he added, turning to Mr. Jarr, ‘as you backed by an alloy of ts tin an people who live tn the country?)—The « aly of the clty Is léss fresh than that of iood cannot receive so much oxygen. oil times a woman en. Thus, tit they from oxyce | } caught the fancy of the French! A well-known Paris jour- alist replies to those who aocuse him of being an anti-tominist that, =| Pr @ on the contrary, he believes women may fairly claim public careers of | | at the Restaurant X, I would: ‘my Uncle Fritz"—~ ‘And you, to», old warrio: uarried, they wor pinneis or sp’ r : é 7 | inter-| fire of @ hundred thousand riflemen and! stoutiy. “Mayue 1 dlc wh 2 called snglish King, “Granted these studies lack philosophical elevation. On the |rupted Mr, Jarr, but speaking solely to brought me the drink? remarked/ army, but my Lena's Unc 1 len of et befe t was “goat other hand they are useful, practical and substantial—that is to say,| Bins fried, Bango) °s haveceaem, your | Hane fought with Pana et Ar : Sse e valor tried in many a grim struggle! “Say no more about It. I'would gladly | sion tou,"" The ranks are thi dart with feeling. Vive to tell the tale of bivouac and bat-| specially adapted to the natural gifts of woman.” | Cameras tS Ne jew York Worl). as Co. | On the plains of Monterey I saw you|do the same again for a comrade !n No use, dear sir, Too thin. Awakened woman will never be, 66 stand defying lead and steel, A he-) arms!” cried Mr. Jarr. : rf , | rey remember “an cei role figure acainat the sun, you stood, “Tortured by my wounds, frenzied caught in your municipal casseroles. She'll see it’s only a trick to gle in ® reat! tie her to a bigger kitchen stove, ere e wi r nt that drink fron etinahias, eo hing the red flame of battle andj with fever and ti y + | | ing at, Mr gerr, combing the grape and cannister from) the old canteen was sweeter to me than . | Gus tn whose cafe on the corner the) 1 COLUMBUS could raise only $7,000 for that famous real estate INCREASED HO} armen duds ww now. her powder + = "oad I just t be . A your gory locks!" any drop I have ever tasted!” sald Mr. _juat Hold on there, you follers!” erled| "'G..5 togked inquiringly at Mr. Rangte,|Ransle, “My ‘lipe were cracked and oo ser wea" things ‘gentlemen firat named were standing, | “BY Soliles!’ You must have combed |swollen, my tongue was parched and] (iti te tie ote en Hold on there! Every time 1 hear: Al! your hair out to get rid of them my throat was full of duat”— Mets AIDE La obdRe En | , ia! , ‘ i Xc grapes and canisters,” he said. “Why don't talk way! Inter-) | “I ttt M flyer of his! And a lady pawncd her earrings to furnish TUNE | Tea arae: Sani eae new HAGE a8) aay didn't you tell me about fighting in the| Jected Gus. re so thirsty 1] eat aay, Comrade sare” fata of that. If they could only see the property now! time my Lena starts that {t starts some.) Wars?" can't stand it! a eee tt wa soured ant al thing, Generally this iss the day we rH eg blood Ilse water that the Nation Aves cae | Rot engaged and we Kot married, or the Nivel” aasdiate, Jase. ie atway's, “ . DHE os Noes day her U Heinle died on Oonion | mF . OMAK jodr ene - matt 6CPROTECTOR OF THE POOR” is a real nice title, and the Hill and didn't leave her anything. Al- regular Decoration Day’ talk, “Come, be friends mit m N set ‘em up. I am—what you cail !t | When you'll Aight for your country? sted Mr. Rangle. replied Gus, "Say out the flag, Have |another, and take a cigar.” wo In Mayor should show the $19,000,000 corporation that gave it! ways It means o fight." to him that he knows what it means. "Yeo Gus, you are right! oald Mr} | sare, with a sigh, “And tn this case | ———_—_<+. = {t means a fight, too. Come, let us! drink to the heroic dead on the bloody 667PWENTY DOLLARS A SEAT to see Roosevelt named.” Who! *t!4 of Buena Vistal” Aan ‘i ‘And don't forget the gallant men who wants to pay ringside rates to go to a sociable? died scaling the seemingly impregnable | They took all he offered them, saluted at Chapultepec!" sald Mr. Rangle, FAB) \ and marched out with’ military pre-| “What 1s that Choopoolchoopeck?” ‘ Ht | cision, ft @ fish that you took Gus, wag still excited about tt when ; Rafferty the bullder came in. “When was the Battle of Buner Wie: | j ter?’ he asked. | “In the Mexican war, sixty years and! Jownt ue 1 bu andy holes. The fronts ay> finished and d one over tha, ani the effect i9” t, while ae model ts es kood tor washabler Materials as it bes opened out and froned with ease. The, new corduroy plqu the material lus trated, but skirts of the kind are made! from silk, wool, Itnen , and cotton, The fine. {sh can be made at the high watet ine with @ boned and fit- ted girdle arranged under the edge, or at the natural Hne, with the skirt joined to «+ helt. ‘The back gore Is Aniahed with « Dox Letters From the People| mal speak of grim visaged war, my | friend, when the soldiers of Santa Anna . , | welsomed us with Btoody hande to hos- 2 Why not, just for an experi-|pltable graves,” said Me, Jarr, ‘To the bAitor of The Kroning World ment, hire 4 bunch of college Becta "Did you go, and vedder ike this?’ I read, recently, a short editoriallor the type who went strikebreaking| inquired Gus, concerning @ driver convicted of ill-|during the recent atrike of the hotel| ‘Those were the brave 4 treating his team. I'm not going (o| walters? For sure the moral influence| <= defend any one who IN treats a dumb|of those educated young men would| @nimal, but I would like to know it|°!@uwe the language and custom of| any of the parties interested ever take |‘N® Te#ular profensional driver in a the trouble, in such cases, to find out |*f? Short time, A WORKINGMAN, what orders the arresled driver got Benjomsn bv e ago,” said Rafferty, “Why | ‘Oh, nothing,” said Gus, “Only I gt NE cause of those matrimonial failurcs is that the average girl 100K8 | thirsty every time I think about it! | Copreight, 1912, by The Pras | when we’ O forward to marriage asa vacation instead of as a vocation, | ll = i ‘ublishing Co, (The New York World), roy To-Day. By Cora M. W. Greenleaf. | \Ynn come to me with such sweet, | Detained Nowadays a bachelor seems to consider that the mere fact of his call- ing is excitement enough for any woman for one evening and a full return] for all her hospitalities, eager zest— Aroune me with your soft, life | Platt, ‘The Bre Word: iving touch-— trom bis omplovers upon leaving head- Sanaaeht a che thatiaa “The measure of a man,” in the modern girl's. opinion, is merely a, Quien ming ‘all the noblest, bdravest,! ie h of as indicated? tae Sct tates: scl sate A claims it! matter of the breadth of his shoulders, the length of his nose and Oe wien ‘me—yet I dare not hope eat in the back view, @ Youns, ‘spirited team, does not have was Cheveland, 3 ays it was Harrison, embonpoint of his pocketbook, uch, For the medium size’ Dd. MC, | es in South America. th wee @ awh, but the man with an o a4, worn out team has to get there © of The Breaine Ward dust the same. Now I wonder what] I should like to ascertain from those! fn employer supplies a whip to a|wio have had experience what sort of @river for? Ie {t to tickle the horses|a future these Is for a young American, am the ribs and make them laugh? If|nineteen years of age, in any of the) ff {8 against the law to whip @ horse|South American countrics, 1 have a/ wh; the law to curty|fatrly good school and clerical educa-| . PC. A, enn't stop] tion, and Uf possible should ike to @ruelty by prosecuting merely the}obtain a position tn some large com: | arivete, Why not prosecute the own-} mercial house there, Other readers jpre. for employing brutal men, and} may vo Intereated tn the reply, ‘ tting them tn charge of dub ant- A.M. vl ONLY HOPE, ‘oung man, how do you expect to fy my daughier if you a the skirt will require 61-4 yards of material 27, or 38-4 yard 38 oF 4 Inches wide if the material has figure: o> nap, or 484 var a Inches wide if the terlal has neit ‘sweet one, I pray forgive the passing Denouncing your rival in a man's presence docan't inepire him wi y,,°8 oe times when all =| distike for her, dearte, but with curiosity—which is almost akin to love. | ana‘iien," Somehow we'd have falls ing out Never let a man know that you “sce through him.” Nothing auataing | AD4 aH, bright promises were not him through the trials and sorrows of matrimony like the flattering thought | ay that he is mystifyingly opaque, caress ' again you some, my confidence to woo | promises of all I count success— | eer wish the promise might be | Hing face and many a light the lower ed vata The pattern We, TIM4 ts cut in sizes from 22 to 8 inches walst_measure 4 woman has no code of honor, but follows her instincts; a man pace ¥ ue! haa a code of honor, but follows his inclinations. Your clear, strong glance assures me’ Pattern No. 7464, Five-Gored Ckirt, 22 to 32 waist There is nothing 40 fatat to a man's love as a auffocatingly close at-| rheiwx’ aealth sf inepiration in vour| mosphere, A husband can neither be pinned down like a belt, nailed to the in debt?” | verth, air, , Noor like a carpet, kept under a glass case ike was flowers, nor tied tal, he only| Mr, me| "What became #, the cold wave |!M¢ house with o darning string, T am/|an upper, When the man who has the| that wae Brad iated the yroree off I will| lower notices my size ang weight he'll! “1 guess it was postponed on ae be glaiito exehante, Bost3n Transcrivt.' eount of the weather,” UNLESS HE 18 RECKLESS, Ticket Agent—I can't give you « lower | Call at THE EVENING WORLD MAY MANTON FABHION Mow % BUREAU, Donald Bullding, 100 West Thirty-second street (oppo- te wite Gimbel Bros.), corner Sixth avenue and Thirtyrsecond street, New York, or sent by mail on receipt of ten cents im esia of has dimmed in me the fire} uth at am growing sadly worldy wise, soft, crimson banners Never be @ fool if you wont to, attract an incduugent man. Just try to EM tthe one,