The evening world. Newspaper, September 5, 1912, Page 18

1 ie a Letters from the People The Evening s Che eS wiorid. ESTARLISNHD RY JOSPPH PULITZER Daily Except Sunday by the Press Pobliahing Company, Nos. 63 to ee ely PE igs ark Row, New York. RALPH PULITZER, President, 63 Park Row. surer, 68 Park Row. etary, 63 Park Row. J. ANGUS § JOSHRH PULITZE low. Second-Claas ont t the Post-Office at New Yor Gubsctiption Rater 10 The Evening| For England and the All Countries in the Inte f Mnited States World for the Un Seen! ‘Union and Canads. . $8.60] One Year. One Year. . 201 One Mont One Month VOLUME 53. seveecees NO, 18,641 ALL THINGS FOR ALL MEN! OMEHOW the battle ery “Everything for Everybody” never calla S out more than a forlorn hope in this country. We may bo} proud that it is so. We need no fairer promise as @ nation | than the sound, sturdy common sense that makes it 60. The third pariy leaders pretend to be elated over results in Vermont. But wiat have the Colonel and his blandishments really done there? Split up a time-honored Republican majority to that the party in power could not elect its candidate, and giyen the biggest kind of significance to the old political sign that any decrease in the Republican majority in Vermont in September below the nor- mal of 25,000 has been followed by Republican defeat for the Presi-| @ency in November. The third party will shout over the doubtful | glory not of electing but of preventing an election. How well it «peaks for the judgment of the country that the rise of a great political flatterer and panacea promiser rarely docs more than disrupt the party to which he attaches himself and clear the way for the victory of real progress. William Jennings Bryan, with all his magic for filling dinner pails and making half-dollars pass for whole ones, never did anything but embarrass a party and sidetrack a wild and fanatic expedition | out on a run for somebody else’s money. The country had no use for it and it ran itself harmlefsly into the ground. Now comes along the glittering Colonel, with something in the peck for everybody, High, Low and Jack for the workingman, spe- cial favors for the ladies—and straightway the nation good-naturedly starts him on a by-path that will keep him out of the way of traffic. A wonderful old coach, this Government! Every now and then | it swerves and slurs, now and again some maniac leans too far out of the window and we think the whole outfit will tip over, but etill up hill and down dale, through fair weather and foul—it sticks to the road. aiiiaaniiiegeletpcnsetsininanialae MIS-MANOEUVRES. ‘OT SO,” speake up the Hartford Oourant, in reply to The Evening World’s charges that the recent war manoeuvres ,in Connecticut broke down completely in the commissariat and transportation provisions made by reguler army directors. | The Courant accuses this newspaper of “grouching,” and then ehakes | ite head over the letter in which Col. William Oonant Ohurch, editor of the Army and Navy Journal, ssid of The Evening World’s chargé: What is seid in regard to neuficiency of transportation de correct. This was due to wont of proper Rnewledge on the + * Pert of those who fotled to soWe prodleme tnvoloing the feotore Of the traction power of males, the weight ef everlooded army wagons end the cherecter ef country roads. The Connecticut editor prowdly retorts: We think Col, Ohurch would freely admit, tf questioneé on fhe point, that the country roads of the Connectiout of 191% | whatever their defecte—furnish much better going for mon end | mules then the country roads of Virginia did fifty years ego. {Whe exid they didn't? Our esteemed Mr. Charles Hopkine Clarke | overlooks the point es usuel. Whatever his roads were or are, the Plain fectds that the army officers in charge of the late menoeuvres neither knew nor used them with intelligence enough to supply men aul dorves with food. We learn that at no time were the manoeuvring troops more than one hour and « half from some railroad. Yot the men went * from early morning till lste at night without anything to est At @ne point where several roads lead to the nearest centre, instead of using es many as possitie, all beggege was crowded upon one route. ‘A Meck resulted, and e mile of wagons etood stalled. Is it to be wondered that cavalrymen, after a herd day's work, haf to wait wearily by their horses until the delayed wagons arrived? Ie ft to be wondered that horses began the manoeuvres in fine, sleek eendition end came out at the end worn to skin and bones? ‘" If food had failed only the invading army, with its ehtfting sources of supply, excuses might stand some show. But the defend- era, with their fixed base of supplies, were just as badly off as the invaders! Tf Connecticut roads are paved with marble, then the army officers were the more inexcusably weak in forcaecing end meeting the first needs of an army—food and forage. his was peguliarly their business. To plan and arrange such matters is an elementary part of their profession. In this of all things they should not have failed. Secretary Stimson should order a court of inquiry to find out who was responsible for the breakdown of the commissariat in the Connecticut manoeuvres. We are too proud of our $100,000,000 a year army to like to see it made ridiculous, EEE LS EEE TIN Pn FORCE demoralized, grafters and gunmen everywhere, Tombs letting out—and now George Bernard Shaw reported prowling about New York in disguise! © horrible! © horribie! te arden THOUSAND American tourists coming home from Europe this week, Get ready to listen. stneiasieniatineabiiticen Most horrible! RS. LANG'TRY protests she only loves us for our money. Just the same, we shall do our best to make her happy, ———_-4—— IE STEPLESS CAR has proved such a winner that all the New York Railways Company osks now , Mere detail. is money to buy some, Ie Eltgtble, To the Faltor of The Bening World: If an American citizen and wife travelling in a foreign country have a om born abroad is the son elig! be Prosident of the United states? AHR Boy Is Horn a ¢ To the Editor of The Hvening W If a person becomes a citizen tn ¢ country can @ son of his born h @ to| vote at the uge of twenty-one without his father's papers? CONSTANT RADE, | Such Is TR. Now TRAVELS Wi oxvaen “4 tenon sna i SE in aN oe Limits Each Family to Five N Paris, at once the kindllest an¢ cruelest of cities, the most tyrannical and the most hum Aim to possess only two; better still for him to be childiess; but if ohil he must and will have—well, he is grudg- ingly allowed three. © * © A fourth— and heaven help him and he 1s an outcast. and he is an anarch | Sometimes he has seven, and then, jin many cases, a child or two out of | thowe seven will die as a result of the Persecution to whtch deen sudjected. out of doors because of his lar fly, On the pavement stands his sad, ecanty furniture. The neighbors, sym- pathetic and kindly because poor them- selves, take oharge of the children @nd the furniture while the father | @nd@ motber tramp the dim and mean} Quarters of the Amazing City in arch of a new home. Wherever they apply comes the question: “How many children?” The criminal father falters. His wife) eecks to explain: “Not many, And they are #o quiet | and good. They won't give any trouble, 1 promiso you they will not be @ nut- eance, I— But the qu “How many? And when at last the fatel number has been divulged, what indignation; | what an outcry! ‘The conclerge, or the |Jandlord’s agent, throws his arma up- | Ward and cries out excitedly: “Seven? You satd seven? You come here and say seven? You are not mad to come here and guy seven? Never in my life have I heard such a scandal! Why not 17? Why not 7? Ah, nom 4’un nom, what are things coming to!” Away tum the oriminal father and his wife, enys the London Leader, More and more applications for shelter, but invartably the same indignant One of the children (1 quot ease) catches measles and di |contracts pneumonta and is removed only jn the very nick of tine to the| hospital, It t# recorded jn the Paris | | papers that scores of homeless families |are roaming the-streets—because their “number ts excessly “And yet," continue the nowapapers, | “only a short time ago we w orying @ul against the alarming depopulation ef the country. h is the incense quence of Fran ition is repeated: > -- Settled. "M old-—at last | know it—I've ha@ But things have happened lately that have made suspicion at T almost owned not wholly—betwixt @ tear and smile, When hynting for the gla on iy noxe the while But now there's no illusion~tt's Altered down tao fine— @he men all frankly kiss mel oa that wore wve 1912— World Daily Magazine, Thursday, September 5 ne SOFT Bars Copyright, 1912, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York World), MAN can always forgive a woman for “wrecking his life,” provided A she doesn't do it by marrying him, —— Nothing witl keep a man from a woman's side before ie @ lack of interest in her; and nothing will keep him AT her side after mar rage except @ lack of interest in anything else on earth. No, Geraldine, an “affinity” 42 not a woman who Ras driven a man to Gistraction; she is any woman who happens to come along when he is looking for distraction. ; A woman never can understand the cheerfulness with which a man says farewell at the end of a love affair; even when her love is quite dead she enjdys weeping at its funeral. When a bride murmurs fondly “Whither thou goest I will go!" her hus- band kisses her affectionately—and secretly thanks heaven that there are some places where women are not adngtted, Even @ fickle woman prefers one love at a time and that done well; but @ man likes a lot of ttle half-baked affairs all served simultaneously, Uke @ farmhouse dinner. It (3 80 easy to convince a man that you love him that a woman fa always astonished at the difficulty she has in pereuading him that she doesn't love him. . O14 bachelors remind one of darges without tuga—they may carry a lot Of weight, but they never get anywhere, . Perfect contentment 4s the frat sign of fatty degeneration of the drain, The Malay Girl. HPRE te « vivid picture of home T life in ‘Tripol! in Mrs, Mal Loomts Todd's recent volum “Another day I went to a house of quite Aifforent social order, whe: oor woman with a crooked aptne h kod to son the foreigner, She was sowing At a iittle machine lew on the floor, | turned by hand, Ifke those used by Ma- jays, her kneos higher than her hea but that was apparently @ favorite att!- tude of both sexes, Flat on the floor lay an old woman sound asleep, merely @ noeighber in for a while to take this surprising means of Promoting seolal hilarity, But Jewelry, was Bank Note for a Penny. NOE a Bank of England note tor one'penny wae tasued by mistaky, Tt got into cfroulation and was a @ource of great annoyance to many Persons when making wp accounts, Search wae made by the bank and at Jensth {t discovered the helder of the note, who returned it te them for a fancy price, ‘This is the emaliest amount for which an Engitsh note has ever been issued, for, of course, notes Onder are never drawn up ani ‘Dy mistake, On ho accodnt are netes issued twice from the bank, and they are always gancelled even if exchanged fer cash tmmediately on their issue, says Lon- don Answers, About 56 \upon wakin resented fer payment every 4 teeth in a The poor littie|fn one department @ large staft of formed woman see! pathotioally | clerks is employed te ceunt and ort slad to so@ us and began to talk at| ti s that have been paid in on once of the coming eclipse, of her fear| the previous day. |that it might tnjure her and that she} TM neelle otes are burned five should not dare to go to the roof to F the yeas of presentation, wee it) plea asking me to use my in- Lite. A peeved the danger line! atored away jn the bank and aboy Auence to ponder tt as harmless ae pes- | every it @ large quantity ef aH aldie” motes le destroyed, f Good Stories Preacher Won the Dog. MI al around « dog, doing, Witte boyst"' he asked, with father: | INISTER once noticed a crow! of urchins “What are you lage except | yoy 1 soteret, | n{Swappin’ Les," volunteered one of the boys. | a fellow that telle the biezest one gets the Thea La, our ace T never thought of belting | “You win," chorused the urchins, reon's Weekly, > Raised the Rent. TR, GRABALL was the owner of several Wapidated hourer, and the way he dealt with hie tenants would have tumed Shy- “The doz's @reen with envy, No one knew how it was the houses stood, bad tt that the wall paper bald them to- + but in he “Cortatnly, madam," sat the landlord, bland. | ly. “You hare more room, 00, of course, you must pay for it!" —Tit-Bite, einen | He Was Satisfied. HE Rev, John W. Cavanaugh, Notre Dame ws ‘eThink," aid the priest, father of eeren 5 plor—the man with « million dollar or the man who te tho father of seven daughters, ck THe 2 A Shelton, who do ald the priest, nfect. of hls. anrument, rene yughtore ts the happier, ‘© miliion dollar wortice for tore rid een aughiees ever dom,” Their Consolation. EN, EDWIN A. TAYLOR of “Ah Bocernen ha aad "et Beas ase! the Northerner ended, with » laugh, 4 oe wig, you dlt.” the Sauthamer efmitted eu pists, Tram ie alae af tou ‘pouaion ist! before ws gave in’ we pg Fo of youl" —Weshington Star, Lialaad W f His First Chance. ARREN BIOKNELE, the rallway 4a enzious to have Wa on, Warren site in peli jr., scquire ur’ knowledge of Rusbandry, inclad the art of carvi Cloveland ‘Pain atte ‘The cher day "ihe soup sar had « practical lesan when asked top at the table and distribute a roast chicken, He gave his mother @ drumstick and the next to his father, Each of the sisters he helped te @ i. And then he cleat Mp prety seamy all get all the white aad Nal"Suh esing te by hee — 90,000,000 of old notes are| The Vantage Point. HB Mayor of a small town was trring 9 | ; choloxy there I negro for abusing his wife, "Bhe claitaod | Cn be no doubt, Some day, perha ew York operagoers may judgo the be got drunk aud tried to beat her and merits of her performances for themselves, About one thing Mino, Mastecitnee Oe Bh 4s very positive~Ariane throughout the Blue! i ‘The Mayor tumel to their little girl and ed: vest when Tour oti ht hag nse ta teed ali se eliense wes your father te, | cussed. Asked by the writer why New York operagoers Mme. Maeterlinck in Ancient Abbey Glimpses of the Singer in Natural Setting of ‘‘Pelleas and Melisgnde” By Sylvester Rawling. Coppright, 1912, by The Press Pablishing Co, (The New York World). ARIS, Aug. 27,—Mme. Maeterlinck paused as the Coor was opened for her en- P trance to the tea room. It was for a second or two only, but there was eut- ficient time to reveal her in a mediaeval dress and to disclose that the ma+ Her which Was exposed matched her frock, terial was of a rough sacking of pale olive green with trimmings of orange. arms were bare almost to the shoulder, and around her ne | as it might have been at the opera, was thrown a cape th Under a broad brimmed straw hat she wore a cap of curious pattern in keeping with the rest. As she explained later, it was her Abbey costume, But she was | Wearlng one that she puts on only when she intends in person to conduct her | Guests over the imposing ruins of the Abbaye de Saint Wandrille at Caudebec } on the Seine, out of which she and her husband have made their chief country home. ‘Thue tt was that the writer caught his first sight of Georgette Leblane, singer, actress and character interpreter, the wife of Maurice Maeterlinck, poet, philos- opher and playwright, best known to New York opera-xoers, perhaps, by his “Pelleas and Melis »"' for which Debussy composed the music. There were only four at table-Mme. Maeterlinck; her secretary, Mile. Deschamps; a friend of the writer's and himself. Mme, Maeterlinck apologized for the absence of her husband, who, she explained, had started early for a walk in the forest and evi+ dently had been driven to shelter by the rain, which was pouring in a torrent. My friend and I, lazliy touring the Seine from Havre to Paris, had paused at Caudebec. He fortunately had the pleasure of knowing Mme. Macterlinck, and | & polite note from him asking permission to see the ruins brought an instant re- sponse inviting us to tea. HOW THE ANCIENT ABBAYE SAINT WANDRILL LOOKS TO-DAY, Of the conversation between us in that austere tea room, picked out of the part of the ancient Abbey that had been made habitable, something shall be sald later on. More important were the ruins themselves, through which our gra- cious hostess led us, and most Important was her own vivid description of the performance of “Macbeth” that, under her direction, with herself as Lady Mac- beth, took place there. ‘The Abbaye Saint Wandrille, the tall towers of which are skeletons and other parts ruins, still contains some bits of architecture of the twelfth century, The cloisters are wonderfully well preserved. In the fine quadrangle weeds are permitted to grow. Only along the borders | of the oloisters has Mme, Maeterlinck interposed a modern touch by yielding to | her love of flowers and placing geraniums and other plants there, Many of the present habitable parts of the Abbey are of seventeenth and eighteenth century | construction. Only a few years ago Lord Stacpoole, who held the estate previous to its purchase by the Maeterlincks, put @ wooden staircase and gallery into the refectory and bullt a modern chimney of veined red and white into a fifteenth century gallery that still has a twelfth century roof. In fromt and at the back of the habitable parts are lovely, well kept modern gardens. For the rest the | primitive and the wild are maintained in lawns and leafy avenues unt!l they melt into the forest, which, Mme. Maeterlinck proudly says, “reaches to the ay | | WHERE “PELLEAS AND MELISANDE”’ WAS PERFORMED, | “Ant ‘Petleas and Melisande? Yes! Come! 1 will #how you how we aid it here,” eald Mme. Maeteriinck as she opened a door upon the shrubbery. Some distance off, at the edge of the woods, stood her pet donkey, but ehe s could not coax him from his shelter. The rain had ceased, but trom the trees the water dropped copiously, and, with a Mtthe shrug of disappointment, Mme, Maeterlinck looked at her shoes. She described briefly but graphtcally the various ecenes, told us where to find their natural settings, and bade us adieu. ‘The spot was Meal. Here was the window through whch the boy, pushed ‘up dy hia father, spied upon his mother, There wome stones hed fallen from a decaying wall, and for all the world they looked ike the coping of the well in which Melisande lost her ring. Parts of the Abbey and the woods, sombre and gloomy, evidently made for something of Maetertinck’s tepiration for the Grama, One needed little imagination to expect the very characters to appear Pefore on: yes. ‘When we had finished our little tour of observation a maid appeared and conducted us to the picturesque side gateway that opened upon the atrect. A few yards further along was the imposing main entrance and across the way was the village church, fteelf an interesting bit of architecture, although stand- that | ing within the shadow of the tall, ruined towers of the old Abbey, A WORD ABOUT POLITICS AT THE METROPOLITAN OPERA HOUSE. The talk over teacups dealt mainly with things mofern. Instead of associa- tions with the anctent Abbaye de Gaint Wandrille in Franoe, matters pertinent to the present-day Metropolitan Opera House, in far-off Broadway, were dis. not granted the Pleasure last season of seeing her a8 Melisande or as Ariane, while the privilege was freely given to Roston people, Mme, Macterlinck smiled broadly, “Ie Monsieur 80 ignorant of the conditions that prevail at the Metropolitan Opera House?” who aaked, with a shrug of her shoulders, And then she chattea familiarly of politics and intrigues within New York's home of opera. Offie‘al contracts with emgers were supplemented by cryptic contracts @ranting special privileges to Mdtviduala, whe @aid, Some were granted « monopoly of certain Characters, Much more ehe added that was surprising to the writer, MME, MAETERLINCK’S ARIANE COSTUME, Mme, Maeterlinck haa opinions as te how both Melisande and Ariane et be presented which she expreseed with visor, That ahe han etuding each character not only as to its presentation but as to tts ould led deoply rd opera, she says, shc change it, wear only one costume, ‘The a Hev own costume for the part, Mme, Maeterlinck saya, cogt her the merest trifle, As to when Mme, Macterlinok, was Wkely ty return te Ameri knew, Not this coming season, at eny wate, she said, tion gives h iT ca—she did not