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SERRE I PRT 1 RI NTR -.-@ OBHvehan FSTABLISHDD BY JOSHPH PULITZER. , Bm daily Except Sunday by the Press Publishing Company, Nos, 63 to eGR 3 Row, New RALPH PULITZOR, President, 63 Park Row. J ANGUS SiTA ‘reasurer, 63 Park Row, JOSHPH PULITZER,’ Jr., Secretary, 63 Park Row, at New York as Second-Class Matter. ning) For England and the Continent and All Countries in the International e } World for the United States Postal Union. and Canad: $3.50] One Year.. th. 20] One Month VOLUME 53.... THE PUBLIC SERVANT PROBLEM. oN”: less than twenty thousand city employees are turn- ing over a portion of their wages to salary loan companies every pay day.” The significance of this statement from a report of the Assietant District-Attorney showing that municipal employees make up tho, largest claes of workers who borrow from money lenders was the sub- | Jest ef recent comment in this column. Do city employees live beyond | thetr because they are underpaid? Do glaring injustice and | @eproportion in the duties and pay of fellow workers act with peculiar) fesee to goad or tempt those who have the right to regard the city | @ their boss? Laborers who got their money daily are among the | @riMiest workers. Would it be better to fix municipal pay day | weekly instead of monthly? ‘These questions were suggested to Comptroller Prendergast as | bearing on the inquiry he is conducting into the discrepancies in city | @allaries and ealary raises which seemed to be based at present on the @eugh old text: To him that hath shall be given. | Herewith The Evening World submits the following letter, which qgeaks for itself: Te the Bditor of The Evening Werld: Your editorial the other evening regarding the number of city employees who are in the tolls of the money lenders interested me because of its remarkable point of view. Never before have | seen | expressed in any newspaper ary sentiment other than that such em- | Oh, if the mtee of the seventeenth century (when it was very bad form | behold our nwiden indulging in a huge volume of Political Hconomy or the| The Girl of Yesterday { lly Magazine, ESUESAESRE EAP NSAP ES RONENNE SESSA AP EMP AEE PSEA MONEE VESNENE SENNONE NESE NRE NNN NE Mr. Jarr Is Relieved of One More | Naturaa November 9 =f Ont, She Could See Us Now By Eleanor Schorer Pyne New York Evening World). —— mn Pm 1912 Copyright, 1912, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Evening Wort.) 18 a wise lover that kisses the girl first and reasons with her adows I afterward, Platonio friendship is a beautiful dluff which a woman offers as thé easiest way into a love affair and a man falls back on as the casiest way out of one. Any woman with a Uttle initiative can get almost anything she wants in this world. It's KEEPING things, Dearie keeping your illusions, your money, your reputation or your husband that requires so much skill and Anesse. One infallible way to charm a man is to coaz him to “tell you all about™ @ lot of things of which you probably know more than he does. A yetlow hatred woman should have beauty, a dark haired one wit, bud @ red headed woman needa neither. She is born toith a secret fascination that only the high gods (or Mr. Satan) understand. In moet marital conversations a woman's tongue may wear out, but @ man's just rusts out, « % When the fire of love has been put out it can sometimes be relit, but when it has died out or burnt out there is no use trying to warm up the ashes. Discussing love “impersonally” with a platonic friend is merely playing with dynamite over a lighted candle. A woman uses her vanity as a net in which to catch a man's egotism— and then they call it “love!” ne The Week’s Wash By Martin Green, 2012, by The Prem Publishing Co. (The New York Evening World.) Burden—the Burden of His Wealth MARMARA LMM NAAAAARAANG HAAR IARAR ION #0 out for fear he might be tempted to spend some money. “Hain't even a copy of the Patent Office Reports or Congressional Record to read!” he grumbled. ‘‘Hain't these people got no Congressman no more than any religion?” Just then the telephone bell rang. Uncle Henry, as he admitted ‘himself, didn't understand machinery — except farm machinery. He let the telephone ring. Finally the constant jangle got on his nerves and he took the receiver off the hook as he had observed persons accustomed to telephones do. “Stop ringing this pesky bet!" bawied. ‘I can't hear a word you say!" Uncle Henry at the telephone was an Interesting object. He screwed up his face into an expression of tense annoy- ance, shut ‘his eyes tight and talked at the top of his voice. “Yes, this is Ed Jarr’s house!” he answered. ‘No, you can't see him. How kin anybody see through this machinery? He's asleep. Yes, that's what I say. Nobody should sleep in tho daytime. But hired men'!l do it at the end of a furrow when they're plowin', ef you don't watch ‘em. Yes, I'll git he him. He should be waked up, And Uncle Henry put the receiver beck on the hook and went to the pleasant duty of waking Mr. Jarr, “Git up, he shouted, as he hammered on the bedroom door, “‘Some- ployess were overpaid and had a sinecure. So 1 am going to write te you something about myself because Just now I feel that | would ftke to tell some one about myself. Perhaps when you have read r @ts you will understand why. 1 am a etvil service employee, clerk doing a lawyer's work In the office where 1 am employed. 1 won't say just what my salary Is i how to peed), oh, of ah t cate to tdentity myself to that extent. The work 1 for a girlie to know to 1), oh, sf she ever could step into 1912 and ‘like, WHAT would she say? @ now doing was, at the time of my appointment and for several years thereafter, done by personal appointees of the head of this f@ Pr ° fice, who were not in the civil service. The lowest pald of these teas always recetved twice as much as I receive and others have been 0 paid oearly three times as much. This technical, careful and im- portant work 1 do sufficiently well, so that there {s no oriticism Of any kind ever made won {It by my superiors or the courts. | ® Weverthelest, % 1s no better paid than that of any other clerk in the | visiting!" replied the tady of the house. efice who simply makes entries in books. And there are clerks of “We paid our board while we were vis- that class much better paid than 1, because of pleasanter personal!- See aac hives aati eta Ges and some political influence. Often I have had to go to the eG HUGE ab SIR: Gor te caletes at fescue of some of the chief's own appointees of double my salary aight, d end help them out of messes they have got into. “I had to feed the milk to the pigs. Nevertheless 1 cannot live on the salary | get here. 1 have @ nee Coane a peas tee o child, with their incidental bills, 1 have had to ery) GO ay eens Caco Haney; ou Sar Gh ih ouedte or werk ery fag a he oe a eae oan os Sunday tncfaded, and es many nights as 1 can get outside Jobs to norte. 3 yourself, I'll be bound!" retorted Mrs. Go. 1 sdidom drink and seldom smoke and don't spend much on Jarr, “But this ts just @ luncheon for cating. in the lest year 1 have spent $2 on the theatre and $1.50 UU" scrnwn i bivaiag peyrodegh ie figs Gua Stee ace = the Metropotiten Opera Howse. 1 have 2 life insurance policy | inner. Unote Henry's dead reck-| wish you wouldn't bother me. I'm tired with half of the term gons. | keep payments up and pay all my bills ning for dinner was when he took the/and sleepy. I was up all night, and @ fect 2 1 con. My wife ts as careful as she can be, although | eee eas Ave CO ced hagedap ond oh a eee ue capeble person owing to healt! jut to Mrs, Jarr noon meat r. Je! go back to achoot I'm going to ear Oifls each betes ple? trasiag, Monbgbeua Jate being downtown gencrally, was @/ tie down and get e rest, as Mr. Jarr my my month month a smaller sum light makeshift repast, elegantly 4e-| hae sensibly done. te for the next month. It has been going thus for ten years. 1 nominated ag “luncheon.” To Mrs. Jarr| “In the daytime! Goin’ to bed im the tee personal appointees of the chief-of this office advanced in salary. Ginner time was 7 P. M. A thing to|daytime!” gasped Uncle Henry. ‘What's it would be to ask him to raise me. 1 have th Uncle Henry to astonish the mind. come into the city women, wanting to come soon, say year or so, when humor, ‘The idear of him fayin' in bed! yer Aunt Hetty was never in bed tn there fs a0 money left st the beginning of the month after all my all day! And, Clara, I might sist as|daytime in her life ‘cept when she was bills are paid, 1 expect to leave this earth as quietly and as decently well tell we rm abot it that peseae ee oe 4s 1 can accomplish it, so that my {ie Insurance may go to my wife this is poor fodder fer @ hungry man. “An ‘ns why she was Men ‘And Unole Henry pointed to the mea-|@o much!” replied Mra. Jarr. end she can go back to her parents with it. | ands of luncheon. And, true to her word, after getting 1 am too old to leave this job. If 1 had not given hostages to ‘Well, why didn’ ju get something] the children off to echool, she retired to Fortune tt coald easily be done. But not now, as things are. There to eat downtow! snapped geet sor the pivecy of her boudoir. ae “Pay fer vittels when I’m visitin'?”| Uncle Henry clumped about the fiat Sere ete ee ce 8 aptcle mits, even in & civil service | asked Uncle Henry. for quite a while, feeling abused because — orn oil pabere nrereimion from wr escort wal day “Yes, pay for victuals while you are!he had mo one to talk to and afraid to generation itics, ing arout is e seeing 1 wonder if these conditions would prevail under a socialistic form \ of government. During my time in this office 1 have been able | this city quite a bit of money by certain changes and sys- } tems 1 have made and caused to be installed. 1 have eliminated the same time many opportunities for error and have simplified was tavolved and cumbrous. 1 have learned that a man kind of mind can “queer” himself in a public office by so ‘The man who can get the money is he who can provide | two jobs for doing the same amount of work that one man used to do, The other kind of man Is feared by his fellow employees | fest he chould invent some system where their services would no Yonger be required. And where in a private employment his em- ployer would value him for those qualities, a public office holder * values him not at all, DISILLUSIONED. There lies one of the greatest problems of civil service, IL weuld soem that an approach to perfect organization, justice, taly- meses and due recompense should be easier among public servants than with any body of private workers, ‘hat it is not 80 everybody knows. Who will point out a way to make civil service not only protect but propel, not merely provide security hut compel and reward efficiency, not seek to grow two jobs where only one was before, but see to it that every job is a real job, a whole job and the worker therein paid | for no more and no less than what he docs? ———=+=-_____ Forty years ago to-day, Nov. 9, 1872,.broke out the great fire fm Boston which swept the business section of the city and destroyed property worth $75,000,000, Letters From the People “Them That Has, Gita.” success, when other employees of the ‘Tothe EAitor of The Kvening World, same department have had thelr sala- Your editorial, “The City Salary ries increased several times. Most of | Grab,” appeais to me very much, The Our men are constant readers of your phrese “Them chat hi its," 1s only| Valuable paper, BRIDGETENDER, 100 true in many departments. But there Ja » Ahoy! are exceptions in everything. In the) To the Faitor of The Hrentng World Bridge Department, for instance, there| Would some engineer or expert janitor fe @ body of men valied bridgetenders, | Disease answer this query: A says that | Their duties ure to operate drawbridges| When the gage of a steam boiler shows at all hours of the day aud night. They! Mfteen pounds preewure the radiators two pounds B y ity Awty protecting the liver of pedestrians M4 amps says that it to $2.4 per day. Said body pressure; the radimtors do not throw out A Copyright, 1912, by ‘The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening Wosid,) BETTER Time to Wake Up is Before the Alarm Clock Begins to Ring! "IT Guess” Biunderbuss for General Results! Hate forms a Toxin in the Body which Incurable Culminates in Cheer Up, Cuthbert! fe Shooting Off the Old an Cirrhosis of the Learns to Believe his Own Li — i Some of us Imagine that we'ne| “Treading the} been in a Shiptoreck when we've Primrose Path of] merely Struck a Snag! Dalliance” ts the X Pollte Way of Ad- verting to the Act of Laying on the Jobt body's got bad news, for ye on the telephone machine." Mr. Jarr grumbled and swore, but ap- Peared. “Who was it?” he asked. “I don't know," replied Uncle Henry. “Go to: the machine and see.” But when Mr. Jarr got to the tele- phone “Central” did not know who had called. Mr. Jarr was back in bed again when the telephone resumed ringing. | ‘This time he answered. “Yes, it's I," be said in response to ‘an inquiry over the wire. “Oh, the office? Well, what is it? You, I didn’t come down to-day. Didn't feel well. No. I'm not putting on airs, because I got a raise of salary. Oh, very weil, but remember I'm a@ free American citizen and I didn't ask for it. Yes, I'l be down to-morrow. Well, as you! please!” and he hung up the receiver. “What is it, dear?” ask | Mrs, Jarr, appearing in a dressing gown. Then! seeing Uncle Henry ali attention and Baping for information she pushed him out of the room. | “You know the raise of five dollars a, week I was to get?” moaned Mr. Jarr. “Well, it's all off. The boss is sore because I stayed home to-day, And| if I'm not down bright and early to-! morrow I'll be fired." “Well, never mind, dear," comforted Mrs, Jarr. “I'm glad the raise has been taken off your salary. After all, By Clarence L, Callen. When we Cease to Achieve those Little Victories over Ourselves the Mental Muscle becomes Flabby! ‘When we Hear a Man Boast that he doesn't Wear his Heart on his Sleeve We sort of Suspect that he's Ashamed to} Show @ Shopworn Article! nce 1s what Man who The Man for our Money ‘# the One} who Begins Plans to Rebulld while his Shack still 1s Burning Down! Down — We can't be happy unless we're In Harmony! A Lot of us who Wouldn't Think of Casting Mean Aspersions upon our An-| cestry nevertheless Attempt to At- tribute our Deficiencies to “Heredity Mental “No, | only a up in the apartments throw out more | makes no difference whether the gage and the riy of this city, Their sal-| snows fifteen pounds or two pounds | ar i at Timve appesied for the last ten any more heat Winkah te ctght? ‘yaere for am becresss (1 salary wighout ff La “Did you say he was half-witted?” he would be haif- witted if he had a Hittle more sense.” ‘Trick te Tureed! In this Mighty Year for Crops w Searched jn Vain for “Wild Oats’ Contributing toe the Wealth of Nation! ve the A Laughing Heart is one of the Big Secreto of Longevity! ‘The Certain Sort of Smag Self- Containment that Stands in Perlously Close Juxtaposition to Mere Selfishness! iM | the kids on the block sa Domestic By Alma AND THEN——! Acene: Brown's dining room, Characters: Mr, and Mrs, Brown and Willie, R. B. (unfolding the paper)— Where's the boy Mrs, B.—He's just’ run around the corner for some marmalade and rye bread. Mr. B.—Oh, what did you make the kid go out for that for? 1 could have euten breakfast without them one morn- tog. Mrs, B. (sweetly)—Yes, but I know how you love them, And it's such a little thing, dear, Mr. B, (suspictously)—H'm! Mrs. B. (after an appropriate pause)— They're having @ sale of furs down at Markem's to-morrow, ‘Thirty-three and 4 third per cent. off, the ads say. Mr. B. (darkly)—Which means they've added about 10 usual price. Anyway question just now. We’ heavy expenses here lately to permit of the purchase of furs Willle (rushing in that cent to the breathlessly)—All you're awful | rien, pa Mr. B, (crescendo)—Me? Wille (choking in his eagerne: Sire! "Cause Clarence White sez his pa | Winned @ hundred plunks aff'n you on election, An’ he sez— Mra. B. (gaspin, that are Being Carried by So: | Fellows we Know our own more Hefty than a Ball of Y The Man who is Plucky Enough to Stand the Gaff generally Doesn'i | Have To! a no |_ It Takes eome of us an Inontinately | ans Time to Find Out that the Only Real Simon-Pure Happiness {s that which Comes From Within! ‘The Purpose plus the Punch—and the When we Reflect Upon the Burdens! Other! Mr. B. (indignantly)—No such thin |The ohild’s got it all wrong, He— Wilite (letting go of the marmalede)— | No, e Clarence heard tt. fo Jennte, here's a hundred bo blood | money, from Brown. Go get yourself a | set of furs!" Mrs. B. (ebritly)>-Wia-at! Mr, B. (angrily)—Bay, Ieten to me! pos | Willie (euddenly)—Oh, ma, I forgot the rye bread. | Mrs. B. (aterniy)—Well, go right back {And wet it! é Exit Wilte, quickatep.) ‘Me. B. (forestalling ber)-The nite Copyright, 1912, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) it was only an expense to us,” Dialogues Woodward | | | Sot it all wrong. Just a little unim- portant bet with White, Imagine what Story sounds like when It's been sifted | through the mouths of three boys! One dollar grows to a hundred in a few seconde! | Mrs. B, (firmly)—But I don't think it| was one dollar, George, | Mr. B. (emiling nervously)—Well, may- be it was a little more than ONE dollar —I'm not a bit technical, you know. Wille (bursting in, clasping the rye bread)—Say, I heard sum more—I heard | sum more! Tom Perkins sez my pa met his pa and ma on the corner the other | night and there was a Bull Moose meet- ing on the corner an’ his ma turned up her nose an’ my pa got mad an’ he sex| he'd give her a dozen pairs uv white! wloves if the Bull Moose didn’t get in. | An’ last night the bell ringed it thelr house an’ his ma went to the door an’! there wuz a boy with the gloves an'| some pink roses. My pa sent ‘em to her | an’ threw in the roses! Ain't he rich, | ma? | (Mm, Brown gots har face tuto working order.) Mr. B, (trembilng with rage)—-You tell | those boys they don’t know what they're talking about—you tell ‘em— Willie (in despair)—Oh, ma, 1 fergot | the change! | Mrs. B.— YOU FORGOT THE) CHANGE? Go right back this minute (starting up wildly)—Look at here—don't you let that child go out for another thing! Mrs. B. (sweetly)—No? I suppose we'll let the delicatessen man keep the change? Mr. B, (explosively)—Yes, let him keep Stet Let nim keep tt! Mra, B.—Wha-at? Mr, B, (feightfully exetted)—I don't want that child to go out of this house | agatn, understand! | Mrs. B. (very calmly)—They’re having | a wale of furs down at Markem's to- ' morrow. Thirty-three and a half per cent. off. Mr. B. (nervously, digging for his wad) oortainly: Copyright, OULD “W Wilson have won,California indicate that Wilson carrte® against Taft alone or Roose-| the State by a narrow margin. velt alone?” asked the head| “If Taft had been permitted by Roose- polisher, velt to run alone, the big Progressive “Certainly,” re-jvote in the Republican party would plied the laundry/have gone to the Progressive candMate man. ‘Wiison| Wilson. Had Roosevelt won the Republt« polled the soli@/ can nomination in Chicago the conserva- Democratio vote.| tive Republican vote would have ‘Tens of thousands! gone to the candidate more cone of Democrats voted for the Colonel be- cause they admire him personally, and Wilson lost at the polls a heavy percentage of the normally Democratic natur- allzed vote from the South of Europe. This vote went to Roosevelt and to Debs. “When we eay Wilson polled the solid Democratic vote we mean that his vote ‘was up to the Democratic strength that stood by William Jennings Bryan through muccessive disastrous cam- paigns. What was lost by defections] was made up by Republicans who voted for Wilson because they were dissatis- fied with the Taft Administration and could not atand for the Bull Mwoose plat- | form. | “To say that Wilson would have lost} servative than Roosevelt—the same bee ing Woodrow Wilson. However, as turned out, Mr. Wileon had the biggest cinch since the battle of Gantiago.”” 66]* seems to me that minister who de. livered an insurgent sermon to his congregation, which included Presi dent Taft, rather rubbed it in,” fe marked the head polisher, “The minister can’t see it," replied the laundry man, “and he has been writ- ing letters to the papers justifying him- self. Which goes to show that min< MARTIN GREE As against Taft or Roosevelt running on the Republican ticket presupposes that | all the approximately 4,100,000 voters who | cast thelr ballots for Roosevelt would have voted for Taft, and that all the ‘approximately 3,400,000 voters who cast 2 their ballots for Taft would have voted {8@inst qualifying him for having ang sonse of fairness in politics. His mane ner of life precludes him from being im touch with the affairs of the country. He cannot be a consclentious mintster juntess he looks at things from the views |point of a minister, Religion ts in no | Way allied with politics and professional ireligionists have never understood pol- |iues, and never will. For such voters ag like to have thelr ministers tell them how to vote, the political preacher ts all but the number of voters other= clined 1s large enough to furnish @ swer to the quetion: ‘Why are urches not filled on Sundays? * isters ougat to let politics alone in toe pulpit. “The training of a minister {9 eM for Roosevelt, It Is Impossible to con- ceive of such a proposition. The Roose- velt wing of the Republican party was anti-Taft and the Taft wing was anti- Roosevelt. Had elther of these candi- dates opposed Wilson on the Repubil- can tteket Wilson would have got the bulk of the hostile vot«: within the dis- organized Republican party. | “In California the high-minded Bull| A Spineful of Brai [st ovesdenslaiaese sald t Moosers whose clarion cries for the| 66] *! head polisher, “that purity of the Ballot resounded above the 4 Boston professor has discovered din of battle, outgeneralled the Repub- that ball players have supplemens cans by @ smooth trick and fixed it so|tary brains at the bases of thelr that the names of the Republics elec ors were not allowed on the official bal- ing from happenings in the res lot. In other words, William Howard ‘Taft, the official nominee of the Repub- lean party, was not a candidate in Call- fornia except as his supporters wrote in the names of the Republican electors. | “The fight in California, therefor was clear cut between Wilson and | Roosevelt. California 1s a Republican! State, It is also a suffrage State, and| Theodore Roosevelt visited it person-| cen serios. ally and appealed to the women to vote] "some ball players for him. The last figures we have from supplementary bra The Man on the Road By H. T. Battin. “unary Man, stand several Teplied. the 2 by The Prew Publi TRIP OUT, Co, (Tie New York he buy Copyright, THE FIRS « World.) an obl svotchman, picked up? HE train would not be in for an the card and regarded i: cannily, } hour because of « washout| “ ‘Oo, yis, ye're the noo mon trom! somewhere along the line.) Dunn's, I heard ye was a comin’, Et (| Meanwhile the travelling men) always lke to help « mon, I wild at the station were entertain-| look a’ see what's |. Die 3 ing theinselves and each other with| mind our windows? We have the best narratives. The button sa@lesman was windows in town. talking. “Wishing to be polite to so friendly as “guess every travelling man can | py T expressed some interest in the remember his first trip, I Was a rosy) windows. He led me out to the middle cheeked boy of twenty when 1 WaS/of the sidewalk and we stood admiringy eent out, after being three years on} the windows, stock, The first town on my route was) "The Scotchman regarded me out of | the corner of his “However, I bravely started out one I tell ye, laddle Monday morning to set the business| about needin’ a world on fire, Walking briskly up to! GoODBY.’ the buyer of one of the little stores on| “And he left me standing out eee Genesee stzect, I throw down my card, middie of the sidewalk,” Uuea, N. Y., for a minute, 1 hve me doubts thing, So T bid ye

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