The evening world. Newspaper, December 9, 1912, Page 18

SRR ” To the Editor of The Evening ESTABLISHED BY JOSHPH PULITZER. Bu by Published Dally Except mpeg? Row, New RALPH, President, 63 Park Row. f W, 8h Park Row, soanri | BRS ‘Jen Booretary, © Park Row, Office at New York aa Secondlass Matter. oo the Heening Fe dt ‘or England an ‘World for the United Btates All Countries in the International _ and Canada, P One Year. One Month VOLUME 53. THE AUTO FOR EVERYBODY—WHY NOT? seen e eee eneeeeeeseeeoereeerers ite educational value to the dealer,” says a prominent automobile man. Why to the dealer? Why not to the public? « Why should this great double exhibition advertised for next month be only for those who make automobiles and those who can 1 afford to own them? Why not show millions of less fortunate people PS what the automobile can do for them—what it is doing in other cfties for millions far too poor to dream of owning cars, but who use them regularly for business or pleasure at rates casily within their reach? We are continually being asked to admire the immense improve- mente, the fabulous growth in the antomobile industry in this coun- try. We are told that America leads the world in producing new and useful adaptations of the motor car. Every year brings forth a hum dred new forms of motor trucks, delivery wagons, fire engines, street cleaners, ambulances and the like. These motor vehicles become better and cheaper every season. We make most of them as well and as cheaply as they can be made in Europe. Then why do we lag so pitifully behind in putting the automobile te its simplest and most obvious use—as a cheap, public cab for the convenience of people in our cities? Does anybody doubt that we can taild taxicabs as comfortable, as safe and as cheap as those that roll Vy hundreds of thousands through the streets of her capitals? Why is it not possible in New York to-day for a poor man to offer himeelf the occasional luxury of ¢ sking his wife to the theatre in @ taxicab, or to use one between stations or for a round of errands at @ rate say of forty cents for the first mile or one dollar for the first hour? Other people do euch things for one-half these rates. We pay four times as much! When public opinion hes forced the Aldermen to abolish the pres- eat stupid, narrow, dangerous taxicab system, with its selfish policy of private stands, hotel graft and exorbitant rates, when they have passed ordinances to make all licensed taxicabs in New York equally safe, cheap and accessible, this city will suddenly wake up to the fact that an incalculable increase of public comfort and convenience lies vithin its reach. It will want taxicabs, lots of taxicabs, the best taxicabs, The Evening World has suggested that the Automobile Show can secure a popular feature and at the same time do the city a scrvice uy exhibiting one or two actual specimens of the taxicabs that serve people in London and Berlin at sixteen cents a mile. We need to see these taxicabs, to exainine them, to equal them, © better them. With proper ordinances, the next ten years will see a rowth of the taxicab habit in this town that will mean millions of ollars to those far-sighted and shrewd enough to Give people the ervice they are waiting for. Why shouldn’t the Automobile Show plan an exhibit to interest 1ot only the dealers, but the greater public as well ? Is it afraid to do s public service? SS ee, THE GRUMBLE BUDGET. {PVHE Health Dopartment reports that it has received so far T several thousand less “kicks” thie year than last. Optimists conclude from this that grouchiness is on the decline. Any- way the figures are interesting. During the same period in 1911 the Department received recorded 22,000 complaints from residents of this city as against 18,000 this year. The Department sharps fig- ure from the daily average now coming in that the total of grievances fer 1912 will be 5,000 less than last year—a reduction of 25 per cent. in the trouble estimates. It might be a-good idea to give fuller publicity and circulation toeome of these seemingly trivial complaints. Barking dogs in apart ment houses, pigeons on the roof, dinner parties, wakes and birthday festivities are only a few of the things that disturb. In this big town, where people have to Hve in layers, a study of the commonest ways in which they conscionsly or unconsciously annoy one another would be entertaining and perhaps helpful. Much annoyance is due to thoughtlessness. It is 80 easy to spot bad habits in the neighbors, | awd go hard to see anything but pence and propriety at home, Let the Health Departmen? compile a Christmas calendar of | un Ways We Worry One Another. We will read and reflect. ry Ne, eign cttion when tt ta 12 o'oleck noon in ‘Te the EAitor of The Ovening Workd: New York? CECIL, Te there any legal holiday odserved Brooklyn. throughout the entire United States? [to the raitor of Tm teen tind: cyr Which jyn or Philadelphia? Friday. ‘To the Piitor of The Eventng World On whi B. M. Im the World Almanac. Worlds Where can I find a chart that wil! tell me what ts the exact time in for-| 1861, fall? Ww. FAL etapa 208 | AW G'WAY GERMIE! |) WANNA PLAY! 'BOO0- HOO HOO> HO the Prese Publishing Company, Nos. 5% to York he Continent and_ TT" important function of the annual Automobile Show is 2 PARRA ARORA PRP PL PPADS RN NG Letters From the People i lines Ersdvated rained Sere all j,| With degrees tn sociology, biology, ap- more population, Brook- “What was all this for? at day of the week aia rf April ales ‘To find out why servant girle were Swat the Fly! foun, GET ) ARE GOING | HLS FoR Owner ‘Tooay \ Y CHICKEN Sone COLO HAM, PicKLes eg oll Srea MY THI ELSE You SEE WE ARE COMPELLED ToGoTo THE Bits Tne DEUCATESSEN STORES ARE _ CLoseO ) The Day of Rest “a O.PIFFLE ! \ witt THE BILLS 1AM NOT Going OuT “To DAY , {Oon'T ra | To Mes AND t " AN To SHANE . Aty SKIN NEEDS 4 REST. SoU WAnT RATHER THAN SHAVE Ano DRESS “Too Bap # JusT TELEPHONED WE COULON'T COME, THAT You WERE Sic WELL! 1 OuNT nNow WHAT YOUARE Gong T THERE 13 NoTHinG tae \ MOUSE -1 THouarT | OF CouRSE you 0 / WANT ToGo / ee” iT On YouR STIFF SHIRTANO HIGH bret WE'LL MAVE To Go \ Coprright. 1912, by The Prese Putfistine Os, (The Mew Yooh Breninn Would). No. 8—Brothers at 6 P. M. AN, the artint, yearning ever to devote himecif to ereative things the spirit, is, we know, pursued and captured by woman, whose sion for domesticity leaves her no compunetion at putting @ p! opher to the plough or turning @ poet into @ commuter. If you refuse to belleve this, you are no friend of Messrs. Soh: Niteszohe, Strindberg, Shaw, &c, Ali you have on your aide ts Galt law of inheritance ind your own common eense, ; For even if creative genius was in the beginning exclusively male, which you may doubt, the sacred fire, if transinitted at all, must have passed father to daughter. And right there we should have had a woman artist yearm ing ever to devote elf to the creative things of the epirit, but perhaps diverted from them by some man with @ seal for family life. : Nevertheless since you prefer probably to think of man, the artist, pursue@ by woman intent upon family joys, Here ts @ little story of how a poet and @ Girl met and were married. It presents no problem, it has no moral, unless it that the sub-cutaneous relationship of Judy O'Grady and the Colonel's lady te not nearly 0 close as the one to be detected around meal time between the star dwelling poet and the impetuous gentleman who beats his wife because the supper ton't ready. a) Emma was slender and dark. She had the face of the tragic muse and the mind of @ very shrewd and practical politician. She wrote well. In fact, sti, made more money than her poet-reporter. Call him Brown— ‘ Every little while the poet-reporter propored to Emma and she rejected biuies And they kept on ggjng to dinner and to the theatre together. : A Park Springtime Idyl. i aaanaaaaaaaaanamaaaaanaaananaanaananmanamnaanael spring came, lighting the treetops with her magto taper and touching hearts of men and women with fire, Emma O'Brien Jooked at the handsome young Brown and sighed, If ly the were a little more of a man and a Iittle less of a poet, she thought. Was while she was In thts melting mood that he telephoned to her on nin Yellow bells chimed a charming greeting’: off and asked {f she would go canoeing on the lake in Central Park, bridal wreath drooped meekly beside the assertive beauty of Japanese qul ! | ! Cort a’tiveane Wortdt 66 TOW, a8 Gertrude ts back, 1 N think we'd better start right houi in with aom tem im the J York Central?” | askea "Remember, nothing | doing | ford «: with the item. That's what you might call 4 system that’s all run down!" “Now, you know what I mean!" Mrs. |Jarr came back; “I mean a housekeep- | tn aystem, not a railroad.syatem, When | 1 was out hunting for a girl T got & Pamphlet at the Dietetic Laboratory of tic Domestice Science Guild on ‘Sclen- EMclency and Domestic Co-ordina+ ton.’ “The pamphlet says that $700,000 was Voted from the Skinner Foundation to investigate the Problem of Ineffictency in Domestic Service in Middle Class Forty | Died chemistry and ethnology, worked thirty-aiz were so prostrated by work- ing four houre @ day with only three months’ vacation in Europe every sum- mer that they have been si ‘py, w Haven and Hart-) “Did the forty trained tnvestigatora, working five years at a cowt of $700,000, ascertain what was the cause of the shortage of servants?” “Why, no,” rejoined Mra. Jarr. “Prof, Theosophilus De Graft, who made suca @ large fortune In practical philanthro- was hired, I believe, to write @ al- seat of the report, and all | can under- stand in his digest ts the words: | “ ‘Despite the untiring efforts of eare- ful and trained investigators, despite |the compilation of nine thousand full pages of atatistics and @ correspond- Mrs. Jarr Finds Out a New Way of Not Solving the Servant Problem' ence between the various departments of the inquiry, which necessitatea the writing of @ hundred and twenty thou- sand letters, all properly filed and in- dexed,’ the commission finds that the question is so complex that its ultimate solution will depend on another appro- priation of at least @ million dollars, and the work of at least » hundred college or university graduated trained sociological investigators.’ “He algo says it will be necessary to endow & chair on domestic science in all our leading colleges and to send a corps of college or university graduate 6.—- The | Stabat Mater.” he name, derived from the opening words, 01 one of the seven great hymns of the mediaeval Church, the others being “The Celestial Countr: ‘ent Creator Spiritus,” “Vexilla Regia’ and "The Alleluiatic Sequence.” 11 con mences: Btabat Mater dolorosa, Juxta crucem lacrymosa. By the cross, sad vigil keeplus, Stood the mournful Mother, weeping. or, as the ordinary version runs: “See the sorrowing Mother standing,” &e, | Tn »" or “Judgment Hymn,” ounced the great: the most It was written about 1900 by @ Franctsoan friar . I delleve. But I'm not quite #8 Historic Hymns. By Frederic Reddall, Btaf Lecturer, N. ¥. Board of Education. Copyright, 1012. by ‘The Prove Publishing Co, (Tae | ito: York Evening World). Italian house of Benedette. He wag aleo known as Jacopone ¢a Todl, The hymn has also been ascribed to 4 ope Innocent IIT, and was probably based on #0 nuch older Greeis versions, It 1s still nh constant ure In the Catholic Church, being eung during the Holy Week and on the festival of the Seven Dolors of the Virgin Mary, the Friday preceding ’alm Sunday. ‘The “Stabat Mater ts well known to ue musical and religious world through the showy yet sympathetic music of int, perhaps best known of ali ite musical settings But it has also been the theme of several of the world's |great composers of different eras, of | whom, prior to Rossini, Palestrina and | gave me. invest ins we around the world to fgate for at least ten years domes Uc conditions in civilized and uncivilized countries, “Prof. Graft also says tha 0 due to Prof, Pani RR. S., LL. D., A, B, M. A. D. Ph) lendid work of research, ‘Domestic ‘oblema During the Stone Age’" “Well, go ahead with your Sclentiflo Kitchen Management if you can get !t past Gertrude,” said Mr. Jarr. “But I fot eo loud!" whispered Mrs. Jarr, “Gertrude never will use a cook book recipe, even. She'd leave in a min- ute if I dare post up tn her kitchen the ‘Tadle of Heat Units to Determine the Alimentary Values of Carbohydrates and Prove whlch the demonsirator “I'll bet you those tratned inves tors of Food Val search can't te’ Vell, netther can you! “Can't I? Weil, cians and oy and lobsters and flounders make y | thirstier thi nfish or bdlueflsh, {cause the fi e deep water dentz nd you have to drink more to |them. Mackerel, except when jare not a thirsty fish, as they s the surface. Codfish is a dee you won't mind my going out io Gua's. You let me go to Gus's and you can go any time you want to and enjoy the demongtrations at the Insthute of Ap- plied Domestic Science,” you stay right in the house, ts the proper element for codfish, begged Mr. Jarr, u's and you can go ‘You let me go to | Pergolest perhaps produced the m s0/ famous and masterly, if not the most/to the Dietet!e Labo popular work. More modern composere, like De Grandval and Dvorak, have also You SIT IN THIS CAVE! tory and the In- j stitute 1 "on, A fish, and as we had codfish for supper | ‘The park was delightful. Tho birds sang love on every spray. Also out on the lake, guiding a canoe .W studied ease, young Brown waxed fervent, and Emma O'Brien grew more more uncomfortable. ton Could she, Emma O'Brien, while in the possession of her faculties, cast hes with a man who {nsisted on calling her the “star of his I!fe?”" Would it be possle ble to mend the socks and count the laundry of a youth who could exclaim over 4 60-cent table d’hote. “Your hands ike white butterfiies* and a moment after ward inquire “Isn't there any more spaghetti?” 3omma was afraid not. ie had Just chanted the chorus of the Canadian Boat Song when Emme broke in upon the still vibrating silence, Let's go to Carl's for dinner to-night,” she said. of their bully sauerkraut.” ‘The gatied poet winced. “Would you mind,” he sald, “putting one of those boat cushions over thess Awful square toed shoes? I can't bear to look at them. And will you trail yous hand in the water? A woman always looks so charming when she does that in a canoe, And Emma”—his voice quivered with genuine fecling—"if you must think about food at four o’elocie of the first spring afternoon, please, for my eake, don’d talk about it." Emma laughed dryly, but she wae not altogether displeased. | Lilies versue Fried Onions. | LL right, Bill,” she observed good-naturedly. “Isn't it @ pity that we have to do such a sordid thing as eat, anyway? How fine it would @ If we could live on perfume The poet's eyes flashed gratefully, Was inspiration at last etirrme in thie t of fact woman soul? ‘Yes, indeed!" he replied. “If one could feast on il!es, revive one’s drooping body with the breath of a thousand roses “That's not what I should take," replied Emma mischtevously. live on perfumes I think I should choose fried ontons, “Never min “I'll keep quiet. tend I am Elaine or the Lady of Shalott?’ Once more the poet smiled. Once more he glowed, once more he spouted his own and other and better -erses. And Emma O'Brien }istened in sentimental silence; even though her heart ached and he sata to herself, ‘Tt isn't worth while! It isn't worth while! I'd just as soon get married ¢o Bartlett's Quote- It was nearly sx o'clock as they walked away from the boathouse—and @ strange mysterious gloom had settled upon the poet's countenance—Dmma spoke to him, commenting on the beauty of the evening, the soft, sweet scents of but he answered her in monosyllables through compress: en she spoke of the rising moon he replied merely ‘ a consoling finger upon his anm he seemed unaware of her touch. “T feel just like having some “It Thad to Do you want me to pre t! matter? Perhaps his sensitive artistic nature had divined the disillusion of hen. mood. “Poor, old BI she said tenderly. “I'm pretty poor company for a bani 3 know.” “Oh, it's not that,” exclaimed the poet with strange roughness. “Don't you, muppose a man gets pretty tired of trailing around woman without knowing’ whether she's ever going to take him or not? I want a wife anda home!” Then’ he added with 9 sincerity that had never sounded in his love lyrics: ‘T'm getting mighty sick of restaurant cooking—And I didn’t have any lunch anyway—Leqk here, Emma, you've got to make up your mind right now—" Emma flashed a laughing transfigured glance at him. Hor poet had betrayed himself for what she wanted: just a plain every-day man. “Well, now, Billy, you' talkin whe exclaimed Joyfully, And we'll gos celebrate som + where —After you have eaten it, of course! “I'll take yout can write an ode to a beefsteak’ } The Man on the Road ; By H. T. Battin. poe + an = a8 ee AARON AAPL RDDAAD ARDRRORRRDD 0.0 9 nnennnnnte TH GIRL ON THE TRAIN, destination, and gave icv some fatherly TEEN years on the road and}@dvice about speaking to strangers. eG) not @ flirtation yet ts my rec-| “About three months later I was une ord,” aid the needle and] Packing the sar trunk after the long thread drummer, ‘The only time a|'p When the stock boy sald there was beauty ever spoke to me on the train|0Me one downstairs to see me. ‘There | was down in West Virginia on the way|®tood the girl and her father, who was to Wheellng. * judge down in his own State. “‘Do you know what time we get| “ ‘I wish to thank you, air, for your th ne inquired. Kindness to my daughter while travele x-thirty,' I told her. You know,’ she continued, ‘I was ling,’ he eaid warmly, assured him it was nothing um never on a train before. It seems 2o| Usual, but he thought otherwise aud in- strange to me!’ sisted on my taking dinner with him To make a long story short, she was; that evening.” the Kind you read about tn books, but] “And since then you have wondered dom meet in real Iife—the real inno-|Who she was?” put in the button maa. t flower, When we got to WheellngI! “No,” sald the needle and thread put her on the car for Pittsburgh, her drummer, “She's my wife now.” Known as ennobled this great hymn by thelr | Jarr. Jacobus de Benedictis, one of the noble genius. pgs 0 vist, 1012. 32 EXee 1B ye Wiulisitng Co oe ge Soe Be rk Evening World ) a7 NG Sp SLIDE - SLIDE KEEP ON A SLIDING! y Flora Sheffield a ALUS WELL THAT ENDS WELL! ANYHOW | SHOOK THE GERM!