The evening world. Newspaper, June 14, 1913, Page 10

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lishing Company, Nous. 63 te # Park Row, ° a Park how. Pp AILROADS profess to’ wonder at the animosity of the public. If glaring and tragic instances of bad railroading are not enough to account for it, let them look at some of the lesser of a certain kind of railroad policy. > After the accident at Stamford last Thursday afternoon two or thousand pzople were tied up in suburban trains at the busiest ing hour of the day. All these passengets were left in com- ignwrance as to what had happened, how long they must remain or‘how many hours might intervene before they could reach The accident occurred 6n one of the busiest stretches of the | eystem, close toa ntation. Between that point and New York tations are frequent, communication plentiful and easy. It would have been © @imple matter to pass along the brief facts and instruct conductors ae the line to announce to the waiting passengers in their trains the cause of the delay, its probable length end thy nearest available Not only was nothing of this sert done, but railroad officials and froze into a silent and forbidding force for the suppression information—a deliberate policy which has been observed over over again. Thoughtfulness and courtesy on such occasions in ing the feelings of delayed and anxious passengers with even bares outline of the situation would go far to create a kindlier on the part of the public. But what can a railroad expect it treats its passengers as merely so many “fares”? E I if! 8 2 Hl iF t i mh iF WANWHILE Mr. Rangle had re- turned to Harlem. He entered his home quietly. Mrs. Range, Jeoking out of the window, saw him coming. He walked very straight, look- dignified, ealutation to Gus, etand- door of his popular cate But the salutation was ‘Then he entered his house and came upstairs. “Well?” said Mrs, Rangle, “It ie all right, my dear," replied M Rangie, thickly, “But “What's the matter, w' asked Mrs. Rangle. he teen injured? Has he come into oer What misfortune has befallen 4rinking!" somebody else has been drinking, » mollified somewhat (for all women believe it others who lead their sons and husba: astray), “I see you got your new sult of clothes. That's something, anyway. But why didn’t you wear your old clothes home and have your new suit went? Where did you get the sult? I CAN FIGHT LIKE ANYTHING| MAKIN’ MUD-PIES? (Mrs, Rangte. ; i i, TICKER Ml = don’t believe it’s all wool, And the set of the coat ws dreadful! Where did you qet it” That was what Mr, Rangle was try- ing to remember himself, He was also trying to remember where he had left his old sult of clothes that the ready- made clothier had tied so neatly in & flat, oblong pasteboard box, with the words ‘Sol, the Square Clothier!” in dig, fat, black letters six inches high. Bol, the Square Clothier, had also fastened a wooden handle to the pack- age eo it might be carried on Mke! & Grees-sult case, and thus display on ‘both sides his name, his address an‘ | J the further legend: ‘For That Wovby Sait at $19 @o te Sol, the Square Clothier! ‘The Woel’s On Your Back, “Why fon’t you anewer met" asked did yOe do with your old # “Ed Jerr took it from me,” gasped Mr, Rangle. “Wanted to ‘fight me— 3 Evening World Daily Mag SSF ee Bao \y oN, A, ; Wea © | ee HAAALAAABAIAASBAABAAAA LALA SARS SLBA Mr. Jarr, With No Effort at All, f Spoils the Day for Everybody KKK KKK KKK KCK KK KKK KK KKK Kee KK ee wanted to borrow money from me— bring over Mr. Rangle’s suit of clothes, wanted me to drink—wanted me to stay or shall I send our little Johnny for it, out late and have @ good time with when Mr, Jarr comes home with it— him, And when I wouldn't hi itched Ahem!" my other suit of clothes in the package| ‘It was the ‘Ahem!’ that made Mrs. and ran.” Jarr bridle up at the other end of the “Well, then, it is a good thing you had | telephone. your new awit on and not In the pack: ‘What have the men been doing?” age. But what have I told you about iked Mra. Ji coldly, that man Jarr? How often have I ad "The MEN have been doing nothing,” vised you? How often have I said to/replied Mra, Rangle. “But Mr. Ranj you" bought a new suit of clothes to-day". And then, seeing Mr. Rangle was fast} ‘Did Mr. Jarr lend him the money?” asleep, she ceased her plaints and, go-| ‘Certainly not! Mr. Rangle had his ing to the telephone, called up Mra./own money. But Mr. Jacr’— arr. “Mr. Jarr had forty or fifty dollars of his own!" “But I am sorry to say that T think” ——interrupted Mra, Rangle, yes, very well, thank you,” Jarr’s inquiries. (Including Solomon, Bluebeard, Henry Vill., Nat Goodwin, Socrates, ware Antony, Ji i 2.—BLUEBEARD. A © CHARACTER in history has been more deeply and cruelly maligned’ N thin gentleman ef France who blossomed in the fifteenth centaey. di husband, @ vivisectionist and dilettante, Bluebeard (or the a Rets, as he was called te his face), shone like & brand new solltatre Si handful of moonstones. te . He was the originator, as we all know, of marriage-a-lacarte, and <n % accomplishment alone deserves corned the “ table d*hote methods of Solomon, believing firmly in “one wife ate time aad that done—brown!” With Bluebeard it was always off with old love's Read ‘defore it was on with the new. In this he displayed much more delicacy aad refinement than the modern Monaire who announces his engagement te a show-girl before hie first wife has secured her decree of divorce, ; When we consider Bluebeard’s humane way of disposing of a wife by sa il forming a quick and painless surgical operation, instead of putting her love @o death by slow torture and running the dagger into her heart by inches, aa the modern man does when he wants to make a “get-away,” the Raron eppeats & model of gentleness and chivalry. ¢ bl * a What if he DID kil his wives? He MARRIED them first, didn't het Aga {9 Mt not better to matry and de quickly than to dive and not marry at allt © Besides, Bluebeard ie not the onty man whe has gone to the altar. with @ dead loves on his conscience. What blush! beneath the marguerite wedding-bell, ai clergyman could not look down the long vista of forgotten summers and ee & row of accusing faces—emiling faces, weeping faces, blondes, roans ana brunettes—staring thoughtfully at him as he vows to his byide that she i he “one and only, now and forever,” till death doth them part? “And that was what he toi ME!" the faces seemed to say. What dees a bridegroom think? But there! A bridegroom DOESN'T think. He has got or he wouldn't be there at + afflicted with the habit; and was infinitely mere imply have bad taste fn the eelection of wives; and they may go on trying, one after another, forever, only to find themselves freshly deluded every time. There are others whom marriage, lke vaccination, will not ‘‘take’—whose systems simply tt assimilate it no matter how often they try it. And ‘there are etill others whe are “easy marks” for every designing little thing who wants to annex them, Making a WIDOWER of “easy mark” in carrying coals to Pennsylvania. Eola} bie time Cont aelf- whiower was left alone in the world he was e simple prey, no bt, of every spinster and widow {1 countryside, Alas, poor Bluebeard! eae What a delightful “little journey” one might have made to the home of thts great husband! What an enchanting place !t must have been! Furnished frem. ‘basement to garret in wedding presents, an aroma of orange biossoms pervaéed {t from year's end to year’s end, and the living room was done over sccenéing to a new color-scheme every six months or 80, Nothing boring, nothing dull er monotonous about it! Marriage to this charming dilettante was short end sweets ind whatever Mrs, Bluebeard's troubles, she could be sure they wouléa’t last long. And then—oh, crowning charm of this domestic menage!—there was (6 FORBIDDEN CLOSET! A real tive MYSTERY to make life exciting and breait up the monotony of the daily routine—to wonder over, to puzale over, and nag fet Lode until night, Alas, there is no mystery about an oftinary once you have discovered the “combination” “werkeg” and the exact location of his grouch. ~ meen ee But a REAL mystery—right under your own roof—and the key in hand! YOU were forbidden to open that closet-YOU, hie wife!? You had promised not to, You would try not to; but of course you knew that some day you WOULD. And every moment there was the alluring possibility that you were about to DO it. Every day was Christmas Day to Mrs, Bluebeard! And when at last she DID open the fatal door—oh, Joy! a re were all her hated rivals, all her husband's past loves, quite dead and cold, and forgotten! What if she DID die immediate); could die happy, after that! idiot ea Benides, as we have sald before, is st not better to die married thar lve UNMARRIED? How to Choose Your Occupation The Duties, Chances cnd Salaries in Various Lines of Work By Celia K. Husik Copyright, 1013, by ‘The Press Publishing Go, (The New York Kveming World), 11.—Millinery. ment Js to apprentice one's self :0 a aut 0-DAY millinery forms a very im-| Ceseful milliner, In this way af the | portant branch of business; af-| ‘tails and methods of making end) forditig employment to many wo-| trimming hats are learned, Many men. In millinery, even more than tn| liners pay a small weekly sum dressmaking, thers are certain inherent | apprentices, The girl with qualities that a person must possess in| ability wilt be abfe to go abead order to win success, While milliners, it] er and better positions after 1s true, can be trained, an inborn liking | practical experience with a for making and trimmi@g hats is a very! Miliners earn from 10 valuable apeet. The high clase artistic “Good taste,” as well as “knack,” is of | York earn as high ae 6100 Paramount importance in this work. The|¢ven more But it must be y to give certain twists to a hat| that the ! gh paying positions that at once changes It from the com- | paratively few and the workiug monplace to something beautiful and|.# short, Twicq-each year, di worth while is a gift that should be| winter and summer, even the milliners have thelr slack trained miiliner with good ity may develop a trade of her whioh after a while may become li i i i $ i i e cultivated and encouraged. A sense of what is becoming is of great value, as in a general artistic sense, Also, tact in handling all gorte of people is essential | i ‘es, the children are well, Mr. he’s very well, too, Yes, and is lying down, Is Mr, . Jarr replied over the wire that Mr, Jarr wasn't home as yet. Delayed at the office, she believed, by a meeting of the Board of Directors. Mra, Jarr said this in a manner that tmplied Mr. Jarr was a member of the board. “Well, will you have your Httle Willle The Hedgeville Editor. By John L. Hobble. Copyrigist; 1918, by The Press Publish img Co. (The New York Erening World), Ld FORK says that if there is a man who never made a fool of imnelf it shows lack of oppor- O | tunity, ef HE man who don't say much hasn't got much to prove, - GEE'-THEY SEE ME UDGE CAINE says that since all J theatrical troubles are settled by arbitration he has to pay for his Own theatre tickets, LD Fork says that most folks can ‘be accurately judged by the opin- fons they have of others. {niereec.t i NONE OF YER BUSINESS for the successful millinery worker. Any young woman who possesses all these qualities would do well to take up mil- Mnery as her profession, for she would be fairly sure of success, Millinery can be learned at home. But this method fs not advisable, The best and surest way to master the achieve- “Oh, you mustn't pay any attention to what Mr. Rangle says,” retorted Mrs. Jarr, keeping her temper with difficulty. ‘When some men drink, you know"”—— "You poor dear! Gay no more! ex- claimed Mra. Rangle, scoring the first deep thrust, “But I do sympathize with you," sald Mrs. Jarr, rallying quickly, “And how ve stood it all these years!” mld Mra. Rangle, ignoring the “have them—Mr, “Rangle's nt over, That is, unless he GAVE it to Mr. Jarr.” “What do you mean, madam?” asked Mra, Jarr, But Mrs, Rangle hung up the receiver, leaving Mrs. Jarr in the belief that something must he very wrong in the Rangle nome or Mrs, Rangle would rot be so spiteful, “Still,” she sali to herself, “if Mr, Jarr HAS bought that man Rangle a suit of clothes! Oh, 1 wonder what has happened?’ By P. L. Crosby # WHAT RIGHT HAS SHE GOT TO MEDOLE wiTH THEIR MU0-PIES? WOULDN 'T'BE AWOMAN, IF SHE O1ON'T ef The Day’s Good Stor bagless well paying business, you desire success in millinery, sure before you go into it that pag fess “the proper qualifications eene—namely, 00d taste, artistic & knack in handling materials an@ m dealing with people. With these 1es OME das," oaid the novelist, “I'm gatag to ‘write something hig—something tbe’ HOD who, being pened player in the nationa) some of" Washington's Hebest men, was being told one ed game the erening before » Jost am immense eum of m “That's always my nck “Whenever there's & lot of 80 T ; young yeovle on the seat ahead the homeward boimd car the other {8 out so loud that we coulda’t help ead jotting down a few notes on it, *#o,"" sald the girl, when T was a little iri?” ‘He diin't say anything of the gore, & we ted ort,” eautre.; eartng tt what did you sept”? sald he knew you when he ene @ tuch & wet hanket. on the enupured, ve able to tad owe i \ i y ‘he sald he tmew we Qe] weARNS. starting i facing the whitegobed fi] |

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