The evening world. Newspaper, June 6, 1913, Page 22

rhe Evening World Dial ohe GS aaorio. PULITZER, SSTABLISHED BY JOSEPH Daly Hpoopt be Of ‘See nee pape Company, Now. 83 to © poaAneue star Eke rentog to Ser the United States end Conade, Weer cccecoens dueeveey 2 os + on bee ee rewes sos, i Pars how. All Countries im the ONG Fear. avecsacsenssececcers ou OH! j\One ‘ 6 enpew eden seeceevens HERE SHALL WE LEARN ENGLISH? HE news that many public school teachers can’t spell will be Tocall'as the eoundest branch of early training. The old spell- matches that sharpened the wits, strengthened the memory and good spellers who have remained good epellere all their lives j mow looked upon as archaic waste of time. To-day beys end Gre expected to take in spelling through the-pores. The Committee of the Board of Estimate which hes been investi- the echools that teachers not only cannot spell bat write the letter in good English. They can’t even for their pay grammatically. Under the old-fashioned eystem girls missed much. But they were at least taught to write letter, were it « businese-lfke missive to John Smith order- @ hundred apple barrels, or a polite epistle to Cousin William him to come to town and go to the equarium. Prof. Bdward ©. Elliott of the University of Wisconsin declares we maintain “hundreds of teachers whose services would not be in any progressive school system, primarily on account of and incorrect English.” Modern gteat discoveries as to what is _ THE CROOK'S BEST FRIEND. “ CCORDING to reports which have reached | | Municipal any city might be proud. ‘Yet to eve it well from the front toust take an alrsbip or climb on the roofs in Ohambers street. ‘Money will be well spent tf we con make 0 civic centre that io from the ground. | Bo surprise to thousands of parents who note with pussled wal y the weakness of their children in what they them- = Tt} ri se trom the guidance of the Notable Plan- | ee veo Wastes BANWHILE, where was Mrs. Jarr? Why, ahe wae in the Myr- St. Croesus with friend, heaving @ lovely time at the ma ' BELIEVE EUGENICS g OF soil rick Fosdick Futts." e tly Magazt Prof. Benjamin Babcock Bannister, and 1 am looking for the Chairman, Frede- to speak—ahem—on th And Mr, ahem, which bore t! “Ag you see,’ Gecretary-at-Large,” goncluding with the information . ag Becretary-at-Large of the Elec- trio League of Esoteric Sociology, he murmured, “I am Frederick Fosdick Was to have introduced me— ‘And the little man produced a card a iyi? Ané the Notable Plantagengt “The Walrus Waddle,” from Paris, » Jerr? Little did she deem ‘wandered, with his hat held as ostage for a tip and without Laer i jotel, Uttle man who @ Myrtle Room behind ‘The lveried iackey had let the pop-eyed man | } Gance room just at thelr) ¢ hed thought he was only he was, But he wae no : Jarr of Clara Mudridge- ané Mrs, Mudridge-Omith took | Mra, Jarr thought that the little Man might be a Secretary at large, and ne,harm would de done, But she bowed in her best society mann secretaries, whether at i or doing am _to apeak." “The Notable Plantagenet io in Many Great because @ man happens tb be & gentue it le no sign he has « genius for winning love, The next time o irl ignores your charm and wit and romine of greatness and has the ad taste to throw you over for some Uttle whippersnapper with a twenty- calibre intellect, just Dear the following facta in mind; | James A. Garfield, as @ young man, is hem— | #Ald to have been jilted by a girl whose True Goodness. wen't even fib dagen ~ family wanted her to marry a man with better prospects, Abraham Lincoln was unmercifully enubbed by a girl whom he courted and who married a man whose very name is now forgotten, George Washi: ie credited with no less than three MMtings on the part of Colonial girls who either could not care for him or who thought they could do better, Napoleon III., Emperor of the French, waa relected by about. half the Prin- cesses in Europe, Mighty Miles Standish was refused by Priscijia for meek John Alden. Charles Stewart Parnell was engaged to a rich American girt. 8! engagement because she marry @ famous man, and in his early yeare—was not yet famous enough to sult her, It nearly broke his threw bimeelt into politics was world-famous, , ae @ young ‘nan, 1, who was vider De lator Bho amused herself with the young nov- ollet and at last dropped nim to marry aman named Winter, Water fost 4 San MOH Bdep PIES ease meres Po Friday. J MATH SYS PRP Mrs. Jarr Teaches a Real Reformer ~ To Dance the Merry ‘Walrus Waddle’ 909909909090996809009090999999990990900990000009000 charge here I believe,” aid Mrs. Jarr at length, ‘and I will introduce you.’ she did. The Notable Plantagene! none other than Mr. Michael An- Dinketon, who had risen to com- tive affluence as an instructor of the tango, from the chilling penury of the poet's irksome trade. . “Mr, Frederick Fosdick Futte in- ‘tormed I should be edified,” said the Uttle man, when tge {ntroduction had deen concluded. “I am sorry he ie not here.” * “You take the Iady thus," replied the Notette Plantagenet. For many waited thet structed and he was in a hurry. Ai he placed Mrs. Jarr and the little m: in the first position of “The Walrus Waddle” The music struck up: Mrs. Jarr led the little man through Mazes of it. “What a remarkable experiqn gasped the little man when the dance muste ended and Mrs. Jarr led him to a seat. “What a remarkable experi- ence!” Men Losers In the Courts of ‘Love wrote asking Dickens to help them out, not give the desired aid. Byron, lady killer as he claimed to be), wae rejected by « girl to whom he poetically offered hip heart and hand, She would have none of him, In pique he married Isabel Milbanke, And they lived wretchedly ever after— or until they parted, Bismarck, when he Was just of age, Decame engaged to Miss Russell, a yel- low-haired English girl, whom he met at a German epa. But she was of noble blood and‘her family looked down on the big young Prussian soldier, And she jilted him—eo .runs the story—nearly wrecking his heart and his future by doing 80. Joba Ruskin adored a French girl—e a her back on him .he married a girt named Grey—and separated from her within elx years. | There are countless other cases whore ;men who were to achieve world-fame wore “turned down” by ail! perhaps, wise girls, For geniuses are not always easy @ live with. And per- hapa e lesser man makes a better hus- band, In any event, hundreds of men have ‘deen Griven forth into the world, into loneliness and work-—and consequent Greatnese—dy a woman's No!” For: ‘Tlave you never danced any of the New dances before?” asked Mra. Jarr. ‘I have—ahem—spoken of them. Lec- tured on them, in fact,” replied the Secretary-at-Large, ‘‘but, really, I have never participaied in them. till, this fa an excellent method of finding out just what these things are by going through with them. But it {sa strange to effect reform in the matter of suppressing such dancing. For, really, T find it quite exhilarating—I am afreld the Soctety for the Guppreasion of Sus- gestive Dancing will defeat its purpose, | vert: jon't you think? In ¢act, I find the lance, odd as it was, is not at all sug- itive.”* L 6: 191 The Stories of Famous Novels By Albert Payson Terhune Coprrieht, 1918, ty The Prom Pubilshing Co, (The Now York Gresing Worl), No, 82.--KENILWORTH; by Sir Walter Scott. ROBSART lived in grim old Cumnor Hall, guarded by Anthony Foster, © eour-taced scoundrel, Hither, at times end privately, handsome, splendidly attired man came to vielt her. A few country folk in the neighborhood guessed that he might be her husband, But none except Foster guessed his identity. wi The occasional visitor was Robert Dudley Earl of Leic + prime favorite of Queen Elizabeth. He had fallen in love with Amy,’ who in turm adored him, They were secretly married. But (because @ wife of any sort—espectally a shy country girl—might check Lelcester's rising fortunes at court) Amy was persuaded to remain hidden away for a time at Cumnor Hall, J Letoester’s master of horse, Richard Varney, was in the Earl's conf- @ence, Varhey disliked Amy. Moreover, his own future depended on his master's, and he saw in Amy a etumbling-block to that future. For Varney was dreaming for Leicester a dassling dream. No less than that the Marl should become the husband of Queen Elisabeth and thus be Prince Consort, or perhaps even King, of England. Amy was a fatal cbstacie to such a plan. Wherefore Varney ionged for Amy's death, . Elisabeth ever admired handsome men. And Letcee- ter waa not only handsome but brilliant and magnetic an well. The Queen loved him. She showered gifts and houses upon him. Secretly she had given the magnifi- . . cont castle of Kenilworth and there she had promised to visit him. j z° Laloester, prepared to receive the Queen in wondrous state, He ldvished ® fortune in arranging new and gorgeous forms of entertainments for her. For by this time Verney had thoroughly insiiNled into the Earl the idea of marrying Elisabeth. Amy Robsart hed once been, betrothed to Edmund Tressilion, a young coum try aquire, whom ehe had jilted for Letcester, Tresailion learned the secret of her marriage and vowed that justice should be accorded to the unhappy young’ ‘wife, @he was brought to Kenilworth, arriving there in the midst of the fetes tm Eltsabeth's honor. ‘ The queen heard of the unhappy sirl's presence, Her suspicions were: aroused, and she demanded to eee Amy. But Varney told her majesty that Amy was his own wife, and that she was too ill to walt upon Elizabeth Varney” * and Lelcester realized that something must be done, and done quickly, to pre vent their golden plans from coming to wreck. So Varney tried to polson Amy. The plot falled. And, Amy was at tnet Drought face to face with the queen. Fitzabeth had that day listened most graciously to @ proposal of marriage from Leicester, And, despite a half-hearted Feftusal, she had shown herself deeply moved by It. Now, on learning that the earl was already married, the queen burst into a right royal rage. Ghe flayed Letcegter with the fury of her reproaches. The carl’s star seemed adout to eet forever, His prospects of becoming Prince Consort of England forever vanished. Amy was hustled back to Cumnor Hall. last ecene of her pitiful life-tragedy. Being told by him that Lelcester had arrived at the Hall, the hapless young wife ran joyousiy along a dark passageway to greet her errant husband. And Lalcester, somewhat belatedly, recalled his otf love for Amy, He mourned her bitterly, and even sought to avenge her murder, But later he (While “Kenilworth” ts one of Scott's greatest books, {tts also a mass of historical tnaccum Teipsters "hin and ones aitsaeth "never row Hor marioee nan ot tape tere Aud abe exbpasatly at hee tuasbend' benden<before’ Robert Duley tecatoe ster.) she crashed to her death down a trapdoor-opening that eee ot ed The Tragedy’s Last Scene. a Ufe, recived Elizabeth's forgiveness, and continued to Earl of Leicester The Day’s Good Stories - What He Meant. the haption by the aetooned eumibeg, OUNG WEPORTER—The slorm hing Buried | gaustre careed sodonk scaling the change Ta tt bie torn and tumbling torrents over the coat had slipped a pack of canis in his coat pocket ruine of the broken and dismembered some days before, which the grandfather fad wot Alacorered. “The time arrived for the baption and the preacher went into the water, amid the hosanees of the crowd, Soon there alipped from hie poe'et lan ace of bearts, then a King, a queen, & Jack, followed ty a ten-spot, ‘The bos's mother, condld- erably frightened, said: “Oh, Tania, what did sou do tM fort Your And there Varney made ready the Varney ha bask comfortable In royal favor:agatn. edifice, Old Raitor—WThat's that? What do you mean, ‘ soap factory.—Tit-Bits, RUE story about a achoolbny in a Cleveland | ublic school: ‘This bey brought ome lis 5 denis he will! Grandpa hes got out a lot of worse hands than that!" "—Judze, ———_.> Crafty Burglar. HE story te told of @ college professor who was noted for his concentration of miad, ‘The professor wae refurning lome one ight from a sclentific meeting, sti"! pondertog over the subject, He had reached his room im safety when he heard @ noise which seemod to come from under the bed, “'Iy wouse one there?’ be asked, "No, professor," enewersd the intruder, whe take that subject this yer year’s course,""—Cleveland Main Dealer, Knew His Grandfather. BNATOR BAILEY of Texes wes specking of ‘Why this ia.not a society meeting,’ ngo tea. “Bless my soul!” cried the little man, y" “And that's what detains my hue band, I'll wage replied Mre. Jarr. “He {s mooning @round your meeting looking for m “I should worry!” eald the itttle man, “there's the musi And hi we to dance again, ——> The Old, Old Story. By Cora M. W. Greenleaf, Coprright, 19) ‘The Pres Pubtishing ‘ihe New York Sresing Weadh” sa “I oan read her just as I read a book,” He said, with « calm, complacent look, And in meditative mood. nced with a modest, inviting eve, ved at her side ‘stead of passing “@he's a sweet little thing, without too much mind,” He thought, with a tolerant air and "tet Just as she meant he should. | Ihe appreciates my worth.”* Ge he told her hie hopes and plans and dreams (For the flies aye buss while the spider echemes— t's the simplest thing on earth.) He decided ‘She'll make the sort of wife I want to help me advance in life ‘The eelf-sacrificing kind. T can read her jee? like an open book.” A gentle tremor her shoulders shook Like one to mirth inctined. so married herm-the traneparent oo And ore their wedding trip wae done he'd adjusted his life with care. ‘coms Lag read her mind? Oh, could he? ‘os Ghe did not leave him @ single guess, ‘And ob, what @ ¢all wae there! CC BLiee, “High hopes Calat em @ warm hearth: |: St eo louse is treat straight skirt is plait- ed and Jol to an pacer waist so that it very attractive ent. The