The evening world. Newspaper, August 6, 1912, Page 12

. ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER, Published Dally Except Sunday by the Preas Publishing Company, Nos. 68 to 7 Except Bur Row, New Yorks RALPH PULITZER, President, 68 Park Row, J_ANGUS SHAW, Treasurer, 63 Park Row. JOSHPH PULITZER, Jr.. Be Park R Fr at. Ofhon at Now Vor an Recondlase Matter. ' Gurectiption Rates to The Fvenine| For england and the Continent and Worlé for the United States All Countries {n the Interna 5 ‘and Canada. + $3.60] One Year. big 20! One Month... 85 Postal Unton. THE FOOD EMPORIUM. Ce MILLION DOLLARS to be saved on tho cost of the city’s food has a pleasant sound however often we hear it. We have heard it a good many times. The Sub-Committee on Market Prices and Costs, which is part of the larger State Food Investigating Committee, definitely makes public facts, figures and recommenda- tions already hinted and foreshadowed. | In a nutshell the findings of this Committee aro: | (1) New York City is now paying each year $150,000,000 to get $350,000,000 worth of food from the dock or railway station to the kitchen. Forty per cent. is added to the cost of food for its do- livery. Much of this cost of distribution can be eaved. (2) This saving can best be effected by great food department stores which shall distribute directly to the consumer food that has been bought wholesale at systematic auctions where prices are fixed daily by supply and demand. The whole system of auctions, prices and stores should be under the constant supervision of a newly cre- ated City Department of Marketa. (3) Railway and steamship lines are to be made to provide facili- ties for prompt delivery of food, besides cold and general storage for two days carrying over. The farmer is to have every chance to get @is product fresh and early to the consumer. (4) The corner grocery is doomed. Tho corner grocer makes only the barest living for himself and cannot give his customers food a8 good or as cheap as they could find in big retail food stores sup- plying 25,000 or 50,000 persons each day and equipped with every facility of storage, delivery, etc. Unlike the municipal market echeme, this plan need play no great havoc with the habits of the present generation. Instead of telephoning to the corner tradesman for the day’s supplies, as is the habit in thousands of households, the housewife would telephone to the big food store, where such orders would be handled by a special department and staff. She need not give up the telephone. * What will prove more difficult will be establishing in her mind confidence in the standards and prices of the big store. Can a food department store on @ huge scale, such as the committee suggests, ever inspire in the purchaser that sense of personal interest and con- sideration that has always been the best asset of the fading corner grocer? Can the city guarantee purity and prices? ennenintd percent SHOWING UP MONTCLAIR. ONTCLAIR is” certainly in bad. We have long felt uneasy M about model towns in general and about this New Jersey one in particular. There is something about pattern work streets and picture book trees, to say nothing of spotless walke and spark- ling water systems, that makes business for Satan and the insanc asylums. Only the other day in this same town a woman bountifully Dlessed with money, loving husband, lovely children—everything to} make life worth living—all of a sudden declared flatly that she just couldn’t stand it, packed her trunks and flew the coop. We had an instinctive foreboding that something must be very wrong with Montclair. So it proves. In the midst of public perfec- tions Montclair harbors private horrors! The President of the American Institute of Architects and the President of the Amerigan Society of Landscape Architects have heen snooping around Montclair’s private lawns and trees to see what they coule find. They found that on Mrs. Van Somebody's prize- 6 OMA OPW IMOML ENS, 9 RE Sys Copyright, 1912, ° {Pussy Wants a Corner #4 #8} BY By Robert Minor tree eerrnernnrnnrnnnnnnnrmnnnnnnnnnnnnn Rov avinning piace “much of the planting is small, petty and restless,” | Copyrisut, 1912, by The Prem Publishing Oo while another estate that was aupposed to be a stunner “is marred by quantities of irrelevant evergreens”! “Restless” shrubbery and “irrelevant” evergreens! No wonde: Montclair is writhing under exposure! Who wants to live in a town ‘where even bushes get peevish and pine trees sulk? + -—____ ENATOR DIXON doubts “if in the annals of the Anglo-Saxon race there has ever been such @ development, such an evolu- tion politically among ninety millions of People as during the last was the eye of Not a thing esc Jarr, for the eye was upon him, the same time tt took in a fresh and (The' New York World), table as Gertrude the oatmeal. The eye domestic drillmaster. ped it. “It was an accident," mumbled Mr. and at breakfast served M** JARR cast an eye around the steaming coffee stain upon the break- faat near-damask, “Is it an accident to ask for your coffee before you've had elther your fruit or your cereal?” asked Mrs, Jarr twenty-nine days.” In twenty-nine days a Bull Moose critter can| coldly. Mr. Jarr grumbled again, this paw up a heap o’ history! time to the effect that he wanted his —_— geen must get right to work and invent a telegraphone de- tective detector. We are face to face with an awful menace to comfortable and successful crime. The new invention calls loudly for a destroyer. __ O N=" mind ff State Excise Commissioner Farley shuts off the tap of Broadway gayety at 1 A. M. The days are growing shorter and a man can start making a fool of himeelf a little earlier every evening. ——_—4-___ PT HAT eyesore of the city, the gas tank, is mado a thing of radi- ance in Mount Vernon by painting it with silver gilt instead of} rusty red lead. The Consolidated Gas Company of New York could} afford to plate its monsters with gold, ———-¢2—_—___. EARLY $13,000,000 profit in twenty-one years on an invest- ment of $500,000 is the record of tho Sugar ‘rust. Just} sugar and dividends and sugar, year in, year out. Nover a single lemon! _ No man 4a 40 foolish but may give another good sometimes; and no 1@n (8 80 wien but may easily err wall take no other's counsel but hia own, BEN JONSON, - Died August 6, 1637, ounsel it he “You wouldn't want your coffes first if you did not fee! the cvaving for its stimulation,” aid Mrs, Jarr, “If you, WILL indulge tn more insidious stimu- lants than coffee, night after night, why"-— Here Mrs, Jarr checked her- self, ‘However, the children are pres- ent,” she added. “imma, sit up atratght! Wille, look what you're joing! Mr, Jarr thought he was now escap- tng. But he wasn't, “And, as I was going to say," resumed Mrs, Jarr, the eye being again upon Mr, Jarr, “if YOU would only cure Love at a Glanc “Do you believe in love at first One 1 of Sa We Go Editor of The tivening World Geme one aske how much a man would Gave if be saves one cent the rst day, two cents the second day, and eo on, @oubling each day for thirty-one days. 1 find he would havo $29, How edout it, readers? OLL. ight?” gle glance at my wife's bankbook to make me propose,” yourself of the most unpleasant habit you have of keeping your spoon tn your coffee cup, you would not be upsetting your coffee all the time. That was a clean tablecloth. Now look at it Mr, Jarr said nothing, but Mrs, Jarr had much still to sa “Gertrude complains continually, went on, “It is very discouraging to a irl to have to stop all her other work to rub stains out of @ tablecloth. She lan't expected to do the washing, and sho rightly regards having to do over an otherwise clean tablecloth as an im- Position."* Master Jarr, thinking his mother’s at- tention was distracted, reached out an investigating finger to poke a fried egg in its big, round, yellow centre. eto Sere? The Evening World Daily Magazine, Tuesday, August 6 Sbsecerscoseoeeee seceeeseseeeeeees seseeesooeeoSeees Mr. Jarr Decides There Is No Place Like Home, and He Is Glad There Isn’t VPTSSSISSIIISSSSS GSTS ISOSISSSTISTS SESTIITITZETEVITID piled with tablespoon was ewift retri- bution, “How dare you put your Angers on the food, you naugnty boy!" were the words that accompanied the swift reprisal. “Eat your oatmeal!" Muster Jarr took hts aching knuckles out of his mouth and choked back @ sob with @ spoonful of the Scotch na- tional dis! “Oatmeal is healthful and oatmeal ta good for you; best it Is the only thing I know of that hasn't doubled in price,” Mrs. Jarr added, ‘The matter of economy of the break- fast staple he was consuming had no particular appeal to Master Jarr, but being reminded that oatmeal was healthful caused him to choke involun- A rap across the knuckles deftty ap-|tarily. Copyright, 1912, by The Press Pub! ‘T'S what I'd call @ het up sum- mer! I got a letter frum New York last week asking fer ‘commodations fer three weeks HM) in August, The notepaper it wuz writ on smelled Itke cologne; and |up in one corner there was a lot of gold lookin’ letters all twisted silly, so you couldn't read 'em Now I got a nose for news. A odl- torial writer on one of them big new papers told me ‘bout that four ago when he spent @ month up hero. He only paid fer two weeks of tt but I didn't grudge him the other two; ‘caus ben’ in his comp'ny wuz a Ib'ral eddl- cation! ‘An’ he said if ever T got #tek of havin’ poarders up here I should jugt come down New York way an’ he'd meet me at th’ Grand Central Station an tntro- Iduce mo to th’ editor, ‘cause they sorry needed men for noses fer news! But, o' course, that's neither here nor there, As I wuz sayin’, when I got this elegant letter 1 knew right off thet tl’ communieatton come frum a lady Heo. on them cigarette adver- | tisements they got down in the window \at the postofiice. Y' see, my nose fer news come to the front, Immediate! Wal, a8 no doubt you've guessed ‘fowe this, I got sportin’ blood in me; so 1 set down and writ @ return letter and told her she could have anything she'd de wantin’ at the Mountain House. Things wuz gettin’ kinda dry ‘round here—and I thought I'd stir ‘em up a bit, Y'see, when I get my curiosity riz T don't have no common sense. Pap ho |used to be bettin’ hts crops on the horse- |ractng at all th’ county fatrsetha | where I git my gamblin’ spirit frum! Say, when I seen her I wuz flabber- \ nated, Lord, them clothes! Then we got in th’ too, surrey an’ By Alma Woodward. (Remarks of the Proprietor of the Mountain House.) | T had to jure thing! It took just one sin- tlre H! Smith's haycart for her trunks, ive me hi started fer home (I went down ‘lone to} ou know ister 2, THE REAL SIZZLER. Mahing Co, (The New York World), meet her, y'know). It wuz the firat time I kin really eay I wuzn't talky! An‘ she wuz smilin' an’ once in @ while when she pulled a joke she'd give me a playful dig in th’ ribs with @ fist full o' di'monde! When we got here the rest of the boarders wuz in at aupper. 8) {nto the dinin'-room just ‘thout takin’ off her hat or nothin’. say! they oyed her bitter! My gosh’ when she et the looke they threw at her wuz ‘nough to sour th’ milk on the bayberries! But she wus game, you bet! Y'know we don't make much o° bathin’ up here, ‘The Inke's all right, o” course, but the water's #0 darned cold most folks 1s afraid to try it; ao I don't take much pains keepin’ up the bath houses. | Anyway, last year there wuz a nest uv| rattlers underneath 'em an’ they didn't do a thing to the lumber But, as I wus sayin’, she come down to bathing with @ drese—wal, I never see anythin’ as short as thet called a skirt; and the top part (what there wuz | of it) stuck to her, grand. An’ she had on silk socks, b'gosh, a mile an’ a quar Mer long! It wuz @ het up costume, I'm tellin’ you! e, he used th’ Meld siasses trum the hay loft an’ got @ good look an’ jwent home an’ wouldn't speak to his wife at dinner time ‘tall! | Wal, It goes ‘thout sayin’ thet there |wum @ indignation meetin’ in th’ settin’ room right after, an’ the rest uv the quit ‘less T got t uv thirty-two gainst one, an’ I'm lookin’ to bay a lautomoblie next apring. So 1 did tt. | It made me sick to throw th’ on!y real er I ever hooked up to the Moun- An’ boarde: “Maw, I can’t eat oatmeal, me ack,” he said, And he gave a preliminary symptom of iliness by making a fearful grimace and wheezing dismally, “An' it makes ME sick toot oried ttle Miss Jarr, “Ice cream never makes me sick,” she added, as though suggesting @ substitute. “I'll give the both of you the best whipping you ever hai Jarr. oatmeal.’ Mr. Jarr was mt eating his oatmeal. Oatmeal was a dish of him despised, But, being demgnated as an example, he hurriedly attacked the cereal in question, " he cried with affected gayety, “let's all see who can qualify as a member tn good standing of the Plate Polishers’ Unton!"* “Papal” Mrs, Jarr’s voice was of pained surprise. ‘I'm ashamed of you to talk in that rude manner! And how can I teach the children any manners if they see you gulp your food?" “IT don’t want any oatmeal,” wailed the Uttle Jarr boy. “TI want wice, I want wice!” cried t- tle Miss Jarr, ‘This was @ safe want to utter, there being no rice prepared. Had thei rigo little Miss Jarr would have manded oatme: “Gimme my egg now, Maw," asked the boy, he having slyly changed his saucer of oatmeal for that of his father, which last was partially consumed. “See, I et nearly all my oatmeal!" “Willie took pana's oatmeal! Willie took papa’s oatmeal!" cried little Miss Jarr. Mrs, Jarr shook her head as though in despair, “If your father encourages you In the way you act, what can I dot ghe asked, ‘You know oatmeal ts good for you, Fiverybody should eat oatmei And aftor this unt!! everybody does oatmeal they shall have nothing It makes ‘as just waiting for you to eat yours,” said Mr, Jarr blandly, "I never eat it,” said Mrs, Jarr sharply, ‘Tt doesn't agree with me." “Do you want your egm fried on both sides?” she continued, this qu being directed to Mr. Jarr, only one exe fried on bot! Hearing this, both Master Jarr and his Mttle sister declared they wanted thelr eggs fried on doth sides, Mra, Jarr gave the little girl a shaking and Master Jarr a slap and took the egg in question herself. After a silence Mr, Jarr sata: “rhink of Jack Stiver eating his lonely bachelor’s breakfast ao PRACTICAL. “What happens when you pug the dol- lar before the man?" hawled the cand!- Gate, “The man goes aftor It,” answered an Mebdbe ola farmer in the crowd.—Loutevtllo Courter-Jouraal, at being culled “stow.” When a girl murmurs “Was there it was, she will neg Mm to deat get it. There is no Baedeker to heaven; sighs of relief. By F. D. LOWLY the defendant mounted the witness stand, pale, ner- vous but determined. Interest Min the courtroom was great the excitement was intense, A jury of women wore going to judge a woman, Would they show the severity istic of 0! woman judging r of her own ex? The defendant was both young na pretty. Two good points. The juror- estes were all decidediy—er—well—t! fe-well anyway, Paris would never have tarried two seconds on their ao- count. Would the instinctive jealousy & homely woman feels toward every pretty one she sees triumph over sense of justice? ‘Their glances toward the defendant were anything but kindly. She had tried to kill a man-a HANDSOMHA YOUNG man at that, and she a married woman. ("VIXEIN!" said all the juror- ses mentally.) The plaintif?\sat over in one corner of the courtroom, very weak and de- fected, and, judging by the number of bandages his head was swathed in, the argument had been a lively one. ‘The looks of sympathy directed toward him from the jury made the defendant uneasy. Ono thing was plainly evident— unles yhe could put up a pretty good defense she was to expect no mercy from ghat particular jury box full of juror4esses, As she settled herself in the witness chair the courtroom was so still you could almost hear the thoughts as they were being thunk, “Tell your story !n your own way.” jawyeress kindly, “and no mat- answered the defendant tn a low tone. “It was awful, horrible. The memory of it all unnerves me bust, Csi at THE EVENING Copyright, 1012, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York World). HEN a man asks a girl for her candid opinion of him, he means W her opinion, sweetiy “candied.” Why is ét that the nicest and most czemplary man in the world can |help appearing a vit flattered at being called “rapid,” and highly indignan’ The Verdict. 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Didums?" air of sympathy. but every man trusts to his wife to find the way, and then to sneak him in, at the last moment, on her pase Death would be sweet to some people sf they thought they could deluge all their friends with nice, lurid post-cards from purgatory. Most summer flirtations begin with sighs of sentiment and end with Sullivan. now. He had promised that I would see him early in the morning of the Fourth of July. ‘That evening I had the Vanderphools, the Belboms and the Walled-off Castors to dinner, on account of HIM the function was a complete failure, If he had arrived thar Morning all would have been so 4@i!- ferent! My mental sufferings during that dinner made me insane, I think. IT lay awake al) that night thinking about him, and when he camo in next Morning, without the sifghtest attempt at wpology, I lost all self-control and tried to kill him.” The juror-esses were plainly shocked. Such frank admissions merited severe Duntshment, and their compressed Ips and I-told-you-so glances toward each ovher meant that it was comin; ue taxes. “You see,” continued the defendant, “he was my fce-man, AND HE LEFT MD ALL FOURTH OF JULY witH- OUT ICE, AND WE HAD ELEVEN TO DINNER. And as I said before, when he came on the morning of the fifth to deliver ice as usual, I almost killed him, “ACQUITTED,” houtead the jury without leaving their seats, “SERVES HIM RIGHT, THE WRETCH. He de- served it, all he got and more besides.” “Then, without waiting for the judge to discharge them they all filed over to where the defendant sat and ki: her and called her “Dearie.” . “That,” paid the lewyeress after the trial, “shows the superiority ef a woman jury. No mere man-jury could have actually understood or compre- hended just what mente! torture this defendant went through.” P.S.—After deing revived with sev- eral glasses of water, the Judge. w: assisted to his home. 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