The evening world. Newspaper, June 2, 1913, Page 14

e ey fae vil “The £ Weve Se World Daily Magazine, Monday: ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. Daily Except Oenpey Wy Fas J | 3 named Company, Noa, 53 to rot MOEERER Horas Shee 7 Famous Novel a ey Se ie os Rigat up sat 2) By Albert Payson Terhune , "Werta for the United ‘All Countries in the International > 1 @nd Canada, Postal Union, x % $3.60] One Year... One Month Coprridat, 1918, by ‘The Prow Publishing Co, (The Xow York Evgning World). + NO. 30.—THE NEWCOMES, By W. M. Thackeray. y HEUT.COL, THOMAS NEWCOME was an officer in the Britteh army in India. He was fearless, a perfect -soldier, a genitiemas to the very soul—and with a simple, pure heart that the world could not soil. The Colonel hed but one ambition in life—the happiness of his ptacettnng gon, Clive, The boy had been sent home te Magiand to be educated. His father bored all his army friends by ¢ about’ Clive and reading aloud his lettérs:or showing his schoolboy draw: ings. He could not speak for five minutes without ‘mentioning his son's name at least once. But {f people laughed at the adoring old gentleman, it was a kindly laugh. For he was universally loved. / “park in the world” for their playground. When he carse back to England on his retirement from the army after ' At night, when the “dear little once” had finished with it, “the prbtenrd as A beso id oan Clive ed grown ie pM ie prod world” ai t ng ve the lad enough money to carry on :Pipapers, broken luncheon bores, breed erty, banane,peeln,| |[Sue% A@xcRET. , eis = Hen and to live ta luxury, the old Colonel returned once more to India ‘ Py take up the burden of work again. a eaten deta In places the mess ny : a CHTg was temendensiy fond of he father. But, ing rou and Nese completely gress. Park Department must work days to| | accept old man’s scerifice, and he spent freely the money. t rubbish. The Mayor and the Park Commissioner might Caernsgg ed gerne Modo Hl Iergg Aon Phas. fallen in love with his cousin, Ethel Newcome And up their regulations and thrown them in with ] A Father's Bave infinitely more thougnt’to the girl he loved than) % NO, 18,913 WHERE ELSE SHOULD THEY LEARN IT? HOUSANDS of children covered the great lawns of Central Park with whirling rings of white and dots of shifting color. They danced around May potes, they sailed boats, they rolled tie slopes. “They raced and shouted and sang paeans to the’ sunshine. Hundreds of older people stopped to watch them. were the city’s “dear little ones,” lucky in having “the finest the father who loved him. money than ever he had expected to possess, Not: had he Ale pension, but be had become a director in the BundlecuNd Ba: Company, an Indian financial concern, which paid him big dividends on his vestments, The Colonel knew absolutely nothing about business. Hie eims plictty had made him an easy dupe of the Bundlecund Company—which #70 & gigantic swindling scheme. His honesty was proverbial. And he was able J intéreat his cowatiesa friends in the concern. ‘ ; eee Now that he was rich, the Colonel made siittering pians for Clive. He 1 ‘that the young man was in love with Ethel, And, as ste a ginte, Girl, and was devoted to Clive, Col, Newoome 4id all in his, power td titled for per, and, after leading Glive and the Colonel along by-false hopes, they forced her into an engagement with a nobleman whom she did not love. ¢ ts ‘The young lover, in despair, sought balm cdl Porting. chapape ay n= Rose Mackensie, a not very desirable girl ‘whose mother was a virago afd all-round scourge.’ Then, too late, the bridegroom found that Ethel’s engagement was broken; that she had come into a fortune, and that she was free to marry any one she might choose. Turning his back on the ‘“‘might-have-beens,” Clive tried to be & good husband to Rosa and to endure her abominable old mother, Soon afterward came the crash. The Bundlecund tmposture was exposed. Col. Newcome was not only impoverished in his old age, but was called a ewin- ler as well. The double blow broke his heart. Mrs, Mackenzie, who had fawned on him while he was rich and who at his advice had invested her savings in the Bundlecund Company, now shrilly berated him, furiously heaping upon the brokes. old man every insult she could think of. * Re lieder yest Hem dmbongy ong A re ly died. The Colonel, stripped of wedlth and of reputation, stole away to an almshouse near the famous Greyfriars School, where once he had been a pupil. There he fell ill, At his deathbed Clive and Ethel were reunited. To his déathbed, too, came a beau- ‘ —ewr® titul woman whom in early days he had loved and lost, and The Call of § whose presence now brightened his last hours. “Adeum!" One evening as the nearby chapel bell summoned the Greyfriars boys to prayers @ light crept over the Colonel's dvawn face. Straightening himself, he called out, as though in answer to a roll call that those around him could not hear: “Adaum! (‘I am here!)” Then he fell back dead. “It was the word we hac used at school when names were called,” writes the chronicler, “And, lo! he whose heart was as the heart of o little child had an- awered to his name and stood in the presence of his.Master!” — we torn of these children came from echools and institutions in of teachers or guardians. The latter were supposed to look the youngsters and see that they had « happy and helpful day. it occur to these wise adults that they could impart no easicr appropriate leseon than that of elementary tidiness, decency property? They should be ashamed of them are to blame than the children. any reason why every teacher in New York should not, an excursion to the park, make the chiidren in that the beautiful playground is only open to them on ‘@endition that they treat it as it should be treated? Where, if not the public schools, should city children be taught the proper use ul HEVHE! HE! IT's YouR WIFE | “R wes splendid, just perfectty splendid,” as the Colonel sald. An@ yet somehow the curtain came dows before we'd had half eoourh, WHEN MARRIAGES WERE LESS POLITE. ABRIAGE licenses to the recosd number of 265 were taken out at the City Hall on the lest day of May. Even the, ’ hard-headed, wnromantic Remans eet down June as the of the year in which to get merried. Neither the Middle jes wor modern times have meddled with the belief that June mar- are the happiest marriages. We have, however, thrown over- the love-philters, invocations, mummeries and horse-play that the marriage ceremony of old anything but a decorous occasion pincipals or guests, The matrimonial contract to-day is a thou- engaging frankness of its Jost the PERSE NE Tt TRO NOL pflly i Tar Ges Gata tis Geet” | Se aee her father the bridegroom of thi ot igh pas eta ons For an Afternoon of Torture. |-pur ros srtnieten vo vnie te io] tS Hemn Stanton rere. Be wom 0 jority. The bride was feel the change by a blow on the head duly administered AAIABAASAIBADISABISABSARARIBIBDABIS whistling on bis fingers in a manner to; though to signify their respect to one) mistress what was going on. “Meat amusing thing happened to-day, sf rotiag este sets ec lee cnet eee, Slr eta eae, Ree ey hie wite well, in failure of which Jarre and “ire, Mudridge-Sclth to the house and re, Sarr tora bed Ma Maal foo EN ar Berd the} * ji ernoon tango tea ,"" remarked Mr. Stry- Both ladies gave a delicate wave of|lessly middle class.” Mrs. Stryver's ae T ha forgotten? the hand at Mra, Stryver’s house, as! maid stood at the window and told her | Felice, ‘phone for my car reas me.” It may be that some subtle psychic message was conveyed to Mrs. Jarr and Mra, Mudridge-Smith that Mrs. Stry- The Love Letter Jere Turned to hr frond ana romarh That Und ersto 0 di |srrtu'int sths'aetnrsar = cat ee EXCLUSIVE people are," Fe- the oth “The Notable Alphonse dere oected a eersne cad ietly Ae eaid to me that bis cha: were NOT aa though the part of tows they excessive, On the contrary, when one were riding through was @ totally ‘The Prem Publish ing Oo, (The Mow York Evening World), considered that those charges kept the Strange one to them—respectadie 1 get on my tote, 16, SHORE Shemnent out, Chey wore VINEE: coer tat ont oa me an = : “Do you think the Notable Alphonse ; the edge: prtooel cantonn tent jecea ol ah era ot relies bitter , ann pealyg rgd rac sg noe steps of the ae, dances oO cased amet ent in a | A” cen Skt Sede “wis tary ar woos Panacne a, telling why. Both knew the Ni \¢ “Why didn't you let me out of the| “The only one that kept quite atlent | VA None other, than the notable Mr, mail bag sooner?” complained the Love ear-etained envelope with a| aii reel Ange, Dion miaat he'was'e diss \ Touss Pare) at er, ped ps fe be black F around it,” tinguished foreigner. ? as loorway Dasement more ou weren't due,” replied the post-/ The postman looked serious. honse, crowded and more-families-to-the-floor| man, “Love Letters have to take their} “If I were in your piace,” he re- Pe Poseuns ep pre Pages Beg le apartment houses down the street, &/ turn the same as other correspondence.” | marked, “I'd never say @ word about clog dancer named Riley. But the new olka dot patern of human heade filed! “How id you know that I was @.Love| this to anybody else.” dances have made ove: ial conditions, peer Lattert” “Why not?” and now society grand dames court the ‘foi } skirmish with pos ok ‘on the steps, ‘I learned it from the eyes of the girl| “What's the use of anticipating? jattention, and wealthy men shower huge oir ent! ) the wagon peddlers stopped thelr hoarse who stands on the step waiting for you,| All those Letters wei once Love ,aums on exponents of ragtime deficing bowls, in the face of the high cost of ‘Why weré you so discontented?” Letters, Erven the duns were inspired who have come fro! using the Lower “I am not used to such associations, | by the sad hope that wealth might | Five to instructing the Upper Ten, All ithe by wre of the Mudride-Oaith clecsie|! *pect to be approached only with| purchase effection. Those who write |this in so brief fe that those con- When ‘the cone ? vehicle, tenderness and affection.” them change year by year; and the|cerned are bewildered as well as de- finished at the pi ‘And Master Issy Slavineky, leading| “Those were moatly honest and good: | letters change, too, until silence comes Nghted. waist line tt cas 88 t ail the small boys of whom he was | Batured Letters in there with you.” | with the black-bordered envelope. Bienkinsop-Bish ts, {aking from left pial “Mre. “Bi ‘and I will keep this to|the Notable Aipnonse, tae after a pause during the bac! a rige-Bmith had gazed } watst Terwilier coming out of \ | Mine, it must be joined, tribal chief, ran after the town car, “You don't know them, Three of throwing ble cap at the wheels and|them with hard, metallic voices kept | ourselves.” saying: ‘Your account is overdue—| The girl took the letter to her room. | i problem may tor please remit!’ They paid ention Questioned it hour after hour, to a helt. Skirte-of: ‘venders: “I apend two to @ timid lttle chap who never told her all it knew until | iN stamp bureau carrying « new par: this kind are cane them for equal amounts, Wise Forethought. _| into « corner and who besged: , many yeara after, my Mrs, pelts keow ef to every material = Mre, Terwiliger very well, but ehe mer- that te suited to the” om one Ravn beng be o Hanay ot her, 5 tallored fi o* est’ Lad Himsilf! By Eugene Geary. gr Maas wok ane means @ long Met. Yes. Coprright, 1918, by The Prem Publishing Oo, (The New York Rreping World). lamp as though she could have . In the ploture, hows Y ef Tee Brenig Worlds HOW me the man that's possessed A job like that same crushed them, ‘I knew her when she 5 white chares young mas born in New York S o’ more knowledge, Brings both money an’ fame— have @ second @rese to her is ‘trimmed: end will be 31 years of age this Dispenain’ that same oure, ac-|The political game howtds its favors 1" 4 and het manristte Geptember. My parents are not cordin’ to rule. galore, nd Mra, Terwiliger tottered up the % y . ‘Am La citizen? aw. Or, show, if ye can, where's the ginthri- ‘An’ O'Fiaherty’s fight street, saying to herself that it was no : ween, ee ae "Beard of Bealth. ot college eagle On Lal aubject te Wrighen wonder jhare were anarchists in thie q axirts. bas Weds mpates "Fiahert’s classical [Twas good wind that blew to] world blowin: A Lo ale Peale prian Shanballymore. when upstarts like thi ire their automobiles while their betters had He dales out by the inch, He's « wondher at Sgures, an’ grea at! {o ovtain thelr little luxuries by saving Of learnin’ high-class there's no ind to eurveyin'’, up trading stampe! bis store. For makin’ @ epeech, eure, no finer) wean chat Mra, Terwiliger” asked Yet, he's modes, bercd, you'd ask, f Aa ‘he atte by the bob— He'll dance ‘tlt the adler to ertypted |MIe lars Oe ee alg, , “Pwae a gcod wind that blew him te wid playin’ “ean bate him at gaugin’ |Fi4se-Gmith, ‘I haven't seen the poor Pattern 7888—Twe-Plece Skirt, 22 te 82 waist. Hi f ni Ley ae ‘ “— creature for eo long I can't really say. His scholars are famous from ocean to A pathriot, too, Terwitiger? Terwiliger? Yes, I did know ocean, He'd thrash black an’ blue some one of that name, I believe, But There's some o' them howidin’ posl-|The foes iv owld Ireland—he'e done it|/oh, my poor memory tions in Cork, defore. Meanwhile Mr, Jarr, sitting back in n' more iv his b'ys, if ye plase, have In sunshine an’ mist, the machine with s frayed collar { @ notion . Here's mo.e power to his Gat’ ing him te the bone at the base of the Bome day they'll be Aldhermin right! “Twas a good wind that blew him to skull, was wondering whether dea{h, or | fa Now York, eee @rink was man's best friend, } f “Don't you beileve in paying ae you go?” “It depends en whether or 1.20 expect to come back.”