The evening world. Newspaper, January 30, 1913, Page 18

4 A BROAD-MINDED BISHOP. en re | The Evening Wo wy She See* World. | ‘ ESTABLIGHPD BY JOSEPH PULITZER. Published Dally Except Depsey. by the Press Publishing Company, Nos, 63 ¢e 43 Park Row, New York. SENOUS SLAW, veered 7 ; rer. he i JOSbPH PULITZER, Sry Secretary, @ Park how, lew York as Second-Cians Evening) For England and the Con’ All Countries in the International Ui omg Entered at the Post-Office at N Gubseription Rates to The World for the United States and Canada. + $3.60' One Tear... 80 One Month. eevee NO, 18,700 O WILLIAM BOYD CARPENTER, Bishop of Ripon fn the Kingdom of England, but now lecturing et Harvard, let praise be given such es is due # man who in this day and generation is able to distinguish between the vastness of human morale and the} | pettiness of local manners; who does not permit cigarette in 6 woman’s mouth to shut out his hope of heaven nor hers either. “There are many colors to the rainbow,” says this learned dignitary, “so there are many tastes in the people. What may bee pleasure te the men may be given to the women.” ‘Then he added: “When we come to find women in this city smoking es they do ineome branches of high society to-day, the mere pleasure of the habit belongs to both sexes.” u A” awe of long hours of lebor and scanty pay. there appears no adequate remedy until the girls make themselves more efficient first as workers and next as defenders of their rights, for it is ever hard to help those thet cannot or will not help themselves. But in the charges made that the workers have to pey for eewing ma- chines, for electric power, for ice water, for needles; that the pay- ments are far in excess of the rightful cost of euch things, and thet | || heavy penalties in the way of fines are imposed for slight damage done to/loths or garments, there is surely room for direct redress. To look at these statements from an ‘unbiased point of view there are geveral things to be sald contrary to Miss Tar- Dell's attitude. Contrary te Miss Tarbell we are now gaining permanent “national taste in Green.” That there will always be, world ‘Without end, the extremist who is ever- The Irish Omar. ‘ By Eugene G:ary. Copgright, 2928, ty The Pram Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World). BB festive Muse, ‘tle time that yes M ws Get Gusy, for to-day we'll do « ethroke Of wur'rk—the tavem @ure te open new, ‘Bet Clancy won't hang up—en’ that's ne feb, ‘Wance of thie counthry we wor woot an’ warp. ‘To bate us men wor needed to be sharp. But now, me frinds, the race is etif an’ sthrong An’ fast betune e Dago an’ the Harp. i aH t pl i li i i i 3 | { é E | They started wid congaynta! purshoots, Like grinéin’ bend-organe an’ Diackin’ Ddoots, Reafuvenatin’ gin mills at the dawn, Aa’ goon, besod, they tuk te selin’ cruits. ake Ff | £ ! 3 i 5 EFS g E H é i ; ? : i i H ils ig | by i i Zz j a8 5 (Phe Now Tort Breiag Wea, UT Coppright, 1918, Pree \) A. MY try is also inéisputadle. Miss Tarveil further saye: “This habit of buying poor imitations oes not end, in a girl’e life, with her olethes. When she marries ehe carries it Into her home, Cheap decoration, not real furnishings, ts the keynote of all she touches. Hee all this no rela- mn to the nationel prosperity—to the An’ savin’ up thelr meney—that's what nooks. Yea, wance we wor @ power—men of note~ For years we kep’ Amerthy eftcat, An’ how the poltticians emirked an’ emiled Upon ue for to thrap the Irish vote! ‘Twas then the At@herman walked in the dure waltsed wid Norah Kitchen fure, Sent for a couple e’ gations of mixed ale— An’ ‘round the ‘We knew thet there was somethin’ doin’, eure. The movin’ finger moves all right these days. There's nothin’ now eround me but « PARCEL Post rid Daily Magazine, Thursday, January 30, 1913 @ By Maurice Ketten | | | LITTLE By Sophie Irene coool eost of living? H “This production of shoddy sloth, | cotton laces, cheap furniture, what is {t but waste? Waste of labor and ma- | terial. Time and money and strength | might have been turned to producing things of*permanent value.” | Evidently she here discusses a con | ition, but gives no solution, It.1s easy | enough to CONDEMN conditions, but another thing to conetrust them. There is something to he said in de- | fense of imitating the real—the beau- tiful—if i 1s not within one’s means to | eet the REAL thing. | Such a girl as she speaks of, if she) earnestly etrives for happy effects, | might watt until the end of ther deys| to pomeess @ real ploture, a real vas: real plece of Chippendale, &c. There- fore tt 9 a blessing that ehe can, with her Hmited means, in thts manufactue | ing world, be able to procure something | that oreates a bit of slow in her heart, | even though that bit be labelled ‘tmi- tation," and which also in the making afforde employment to thousands. | And even in this direction, not onty | the buyer but the PRODUCER Is be- . He fe dally copy- all other old works | of worth to come within the means of the MODERATE. And thus he educates a taste for the BEST that may be satisfied for the LEAST cost. ‘There ts much economy in that. And, fn all truth, the average American woman to-day, though she has 11 the Past perhaps over-decorated and over- growing country), {s, unlike her sisters, aimilarly eltuated in other countries, able to be out in the open and may pick and choose—#o that the average cer- ith unlimited end tte work But new they're workin’ al! along the haze. Der month I Never before have rich women gen- docks, I think I'll read May’r Gaynor's tatest euch rates erally studied economy on all sides as|Mixin’ the morthar, aye, an’ dhrillin’ epiel, cities and much es now, leaning toward the mest rocks; An’ then see what each Brooklyn New York, Gimple, the most Seautiful. ‘Hist’ hod and diggin’ cefiars, toe. Preacher says. Copyright, 1018, . t ® Great Idea Jerry @ @ AM wonderin, (HE tainly alms toward the best in taste. | plimentary acknowledgments, This was tn the simmer of 1864. Grant was etan@> tng on the’ slope acroms the waters peacefully emoking. Beside him were Mra Grant and his friend, Gen. Rufus tngaite, : | train” (referring to a | Grant said, “it wae that sometime in the dim future T might hold # professors thip there im mat i i | Marshalship of the State of Virgin!s Gressed (which ts always the case tn a) iChats With Great Men of the Civil Wat By Mrs. Gen. Pickett ome VaP a Wes ey 10—-GEN. U. 8. GRANT. | Teer tenteoartre ets ‘taoma ont Howlett House line on the James pom Swift Greek and Port eaitton ‘on the’ Apoena> " tox, was held by Plokett’s Division after Go retaking of Rermuda Hundre’, for which eam i ture Gen. Lee sent te Gen. Pickett most com 1OODHDHHDDHIOS’ Pennsylvania atation .1 Washingien dent of the United State « { ald. to your ofd tricks, getting ip ahead of the war story), as we came upon him aitting in the cag My next memory of tim waa at fone after he beca: ‘Hello, Pickett tage at the depot. “Yes, General—Mr, President; 7 bee your pardon—the Aouthorn, which thep ! tel) me te usually behindhand, must have known that I wan obeying the order “nmander-in-Chtef and came in beforehand,” replied my Soldier “T wonder, Pickett, {f that title thrilled you in epeaking {t aa it did me ft hearing nd, by Georwe, I wish from my heart thet you were back in the of Army.” For want of something to eay, after a reference to West Point, I remarked: “All Presidents #hould have the Weet Point, as well as the political and col legiate, traini: 4] ' 5 courteously replied, “but so far Gen. Taylor and I are the onig ‘ones who have deen trained a4 soldiers. Neither of us, I believe, had been ede cated tn polttios, Taylor wae an immense slaveholder, and that {s one charge tat my party could not bring against me as an excuse for not voting for me.” He told me afterward that it was not his ambition to be a soldier: that he fhad preferred any other occupation, and that when his fatter told him he aa eecurel his appointment to the Military Academy he ead: “Tf you have, Tahal not go." “T think you will, alt, too," “T Gon't think, however,” Grant continued. “that I would have at anything cise. I know T shouldn't as a merchant or tradeeman, W" about eight years of6 T was anxious for my father to buy me a hors aaid my father. And after that look I thought longed to a neighbor. My father didn't think {t was worth the $5 t) asked, but told me I might offer him twenty. Tf he would offer twenty-two, and {f he refused and 1 i ‘tam hie price. When the farmer asked me wi: for word. Maybe you can guess hors much 1 " you know much about boy. you know ‘how much my Ife was worth when my w@chooimates four out about my bargain.” Grant toved horses, and {:. the Academy was not only noted for his horseny Ghip but for making the highest leap known {n the annals of West Potnt: told me about his first experience in riding {n pudlic, . “Tt was at the cirous,” he sald. “I ot in by crawling under the tent. ‘Th had a trick mule and offered « dollar to any one who would ride him arou the ring. ‘The first time } tried, just am we got nearly around, he threw me ovee tis head. I asked them to Ict m> try again, and mounted with my face to the atching hold of the mute's tall. Ha was so surpfised and demoralize® forget to play his trick and took mie peaceably on to the end. I carried ff the dollar.” \ “If T had any distinct ampirations when I was tn the Acafemy.” Prosiden@ tion.” ‘The bitterness of the surrender of an army, unconquered in eoul, though em» hausted by starvation and crushed by overwhelming force, was softened ty chivalry of the rugged soldier and great-hearted man whom destiny impressive scene. E HI e i ! gg ii iy ‘Dhe tenderest memory T have ef Grant, because it ie the one cdosest to my heart, is of him and Pickett es ther etood faring each othes tn his office. ‘The Preattent, always faithful to his friends, was urging upon my Goliier, whom the war bad made poor, the The General, knowing that his ceptance of this appointment, sorely en he needed ‘t, would create gor the President a host of enemies, eald: “You can’t afford to do thie for me, Bam; and I can't afford to take It.” “T can afford to do anything I please,” feturned the President. ‘I shall never fonget the look of grat!- ude in my Soldier's tear-dimmed eves as he turned them upon the President, nor of Grant's look in retern an @ilently shook hands, wasked off in different directions and looked out =¢ arate windows, ahd I stole away. Copyright, 1018, by The Prem Pubtishing Oo, (The New York Brewing Wepld), I the love game an ounce of diplomacy ts worth a pound of diplomag to any woman, What oan a poor gtet do, since if she pretends to doudt © men's pro: Ma) testations he thinks her @ cynic, and tf she pretends to deMeve them, haf thinks her a foolr =“ Considering that every Te de famous, invent @ new discapes fo de rich, invent 6 new re Ugton, to be both, invent @ new cocktatl. 4 man te never too old to marry, ef course; but love ot Aity is ng more like love at twenty-five than o dried opple ple te Uke a ripe orchard, 4 confirmed coquette 2 a philanthropist whe spends her youth taking the conceit out of men, 90 that they will make good husbands for other women, * No woman of forty: yearns for youth again, when she reflects how ; much better time the ying girls had in her days, and how much better aA . a time the old girla have in this one, iQ You can’t tome ¢ wilt onimal. Gfter 1? hee gotten tte secong nor @ wild bachelor after he has gotten Me second wind, Fumy, but nothing 00 arouses a woman's eueptoione and her rival ae to hear that ehe hae yellow hair,