The evening world. Newspaper, July 9, 1913, Page 14

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It appears that although the national militia law has been mandatory for the last three years, its provisions have never been fully complied with. i Ornamental and picturesque officers will have to give way to the, working kind who have duties enough to keep them healthfully occu- pied. Many persons will remember the bitter and jealous bickerings | up-State at the beginning of the present year between a Major-Gen- | eral and a former Major-General of the Guard. It was evident then | that these officers’ functions left far too much time on their hands for the cultivation of envy, spite and intrigue. | The rank and file of the National Guard are hardworking, earnest | young men who do what is asked of them and hold themselves ready | for action when needed. They deserve to be led by responsible, busi- nevs-like officers who will uphold the dignity of military command. soceneemnenthiapineamsneninee Are we to have Puslon or Confusion this fall? like a Balkan situation, ae Seen * DOWN GRADE. HE landmarks down the hill make a sad measure of descent for T a man like Lawyer Lauterbach. Forty-seven years he has been a member of the bar. After making himeelf an adept in the intricacies of business and politics he became an expert scene shifter on the great Wall street stage. He has assisted at the wreck- ing of railroads and at the reorganization of railroads. He has done chores for financiers and money kings. He Has pulled wires and pressed buttons in Legislatures and committee rooms. He has struck | Lands with big men and small men. He has hunted with the lions, the foxes and the jackals. Ho has planned and echemed and toiled and | intrigued—all to what end? To find himself at last where he must writhe in the toils of self-explanation, struggle to reconcile his own “oxaggerations,” build endless rickety structures of self-justification, wrap himself in scant rage and remnants of excuse and: throw blame on eystwhile friends. Purely a metropolitan product, an early graduate of the College of the City of New York, Lauterbach has had a long and busy career. What a pity, he could not steer its course uphil)! ‘ —— —___ + $e Mr. Bryan has sent his deputy editor to Panama and made the Commoner a monthly. Can it be that Journalism is declining, or is this only another proof that an editor’s holding office is never a good thing for the circulation of his paper? ee Sa AGAINST THE CURRENT. IEN they do get home the eleven American chorus girls who are appealing to the American Consul in London for money to’ pay their passage back to New York may be counted on to spread wise counsel among their sisters up and down Broadway. These girls went to England only « few weeks ago to appear at a) first-class London variety theatre at salaries of $20 per week. The| English chorus girls who receive only half that eum lost no time in making it thoroughly uncomfortable for the visitors, the management | and everybody concerned. The manager, anxious to get his importa- | ~ off his hands, turned them adrift and refused them their return | farer, All of which shows: first, that it is not always happiness to be | paid more than those you work with; and, second, that eeu | currents still flow westward. At present English stagetolk come to! this country in shoals, get twice the salaries they command at home, | and everybody is happy. A handful of American chorus girls go to, It looks now Evening World Daily hel Not ? ‘OR TURKEY. TROT Te Mag TROT TENNIS TURKEY Way NoT 2 Turwey Trot BeFore BREAKFAST fil. 66] SEE they got w animal down ] in Wall street,” e1i4 Mr. Jarr a8 he glanced up from his paper and Caught the eye of his prosperous neigh- bor, Mr. Stryver, sitting beside him in subway. T know I'm @ jackass to be going wn there to-day, or any of these Gaye,” grumbled Mr, Stryver as he wig- Gled in his seat. “I wouldn't be sur- Prised to see cigarette upons and trading stamps ated on the Exchange— at least they have some value these tim: apeaking of ‘The Wolf of Wall Vewily- No great favor. "But é ien't the wolf &t the telephone that has Wall worned—it is the wolf at the do “I should worry," eald Mr. Jarr. Wolf has been at our door so long that We've come to regard him as @ sort of DOMESTIC By Alma it, 1913, by The Pree Publishing Co, (The Coperisht The Sweet, Child Spirit. fcene: A summer hotel porch. RS. A. (beaming)—It's nice Fred- M dle has some little playmates here, {en't it? ‘Phe poor child was #0 lonesome in the elty because I wouldn't let him play with any children on the block, You never can tell_in the city, you know. Mr, A (drawing on his calabash)— Aw, I think you're too particular, Mra, A. (eternly)—You can't be too Gtrect’ sald Mr. Jarr, “Theres been about 7 London, earn no more than they do here and only make their Eng. |>ulle and Pegrecend lamas tana ee a Tee lish fellow-workers envious and themselves miserable. Moral, don’t | sr. Btryver’ “wut It wee a tong vine! MPAs (filcking a speck from his turn against the tide. The English militants have never been so lively as since the London Dally Mail pronounced them dead. The Day’s Good Stories ome time looking over the plane with the con. (rector, who finally tnquired: ve you thought anything about the bind, of place dt What do you thins No Job for Him. —— | @e extinct as the dodo, Why, the only making recently have been when they big out of town bank failures!" banke—nor any other, “Tae country ts going plumb to perdi- tion!” Mr, Stryver went on heatedly, “Well, it struck me as very funny," eaid Mr. Jarr. "The wo! ‘ati to-morrow, my office,” the | exes flashing with disappolmtment, ohe enid: “ete we mc STM oetee! 1 Rahs teiet Sas: lo eve,’ i" more ‘peoterday. eat covns| ational Sontty, bl “What did he leave his wifet” ago. Just now the Wall street lamb is commissions that the brokers have been closed out customers, And look at those ‘Mr. Jarr could look at them, and with, equanimity—he had no money in those Striped flannel trousers)—Yeh, but Fred- die's a boy. It's different with girls. Mra. A. (eclentifically)—That's wher you're very much mis! No mi what outside Influence girl is oi jected to the good that's brought to bear at home always conquers, Boys are easily led astray. Mr. A. (resentfully)—Aw, I don't know. Those little children next door are all right, though. Where do they ‘ome from—New York? Children ‘way city's Influence, t and naturi out here, free fro: are bound to be air.) Mra, A. (excitediy)—That's Freddle, 1 know his crying, Go and see what's the matter, Junius. | Mr. A. (slowly)—Aw, what do you al- want to butt in on their little dif- tor? Let ‘em settle thelr own Mra. A. (nervously)-—But by the sound of Freddie's crying he's hurt, I know he's hurt, Junius, Mr. A. (deltberately)—Fell down and bumped his chin, I suppose. Those kids next door are so gentle and sweet they wouldn't do anything to him, Mra. A. (anxtously)—But he's not stop- ping, Junius. He's crying just as loud now as he did In the beginning, Call him and see what's the matter, | Mr. A. (clarlonly)—Freddie! Fre-ed- die! j manity appears from behind a clump of trees.) Mre. A. (shrieking)—Junius! He looks Vike he's been injured. Oh, my! “A widew and a lapeed life Ineur-| (Freddie ascends the steps to the ‘ance polloy.” “| ture)—Them kids. (Sounds of violont grief penetrate the! mraderick? (A bedraggied mase of juvenile hu-| AAALAAAAAAALAABABAAABAAAAALLARAR ALR Mr. Jarr Gleans New Sheaves of Profitable Misinformation. 8 SESE OE EE EE EE 8 OE OE I 8 8 8 SA old family watch dog—and he is too, come to think of it; the wolf at the door has his uses.” Mr, Stryver stirred uneasily. Here was another confounded soclalist land- ing the blows now being levelled at DIALOGUES vested intereste, Mr. Stryver felt tt was part of the humiliations that riding downtown in the subway Inatead of in his automobile entailed, But he had not been using his automobile very much of late. Severa! times he had noticed some prominent Wail etreet operators eying his extra tires hunarily. Mr. Stryver didn't know whether they had designs to sted! and sell them. or snatch them off j to eat them. “I dont follow you,” he finally Woodward, 7a gettten, “Well,” continued Mr. Jarr, ‘a humor- int friend of mine says, “The poorest families always have the flercest watch- dogs.’ dogs #0 very well, so the wolf at the door—seeing that he is there—terves & more or less useful purpose.” “In! what way?" asked Mr. Stryver. w York Evening World). Mr, A. (firmly)—What's the matter, Frederick? Mra, A. (walling)—Oh, papa, don't speak to the child that way when he looks like that. (Freddie bursts into fresh depths of woe at this show of sympathy.) Mr, A. (kind, though positive)—Now, Frederick, stop crying and tell papa what's the matter. Have you deen hurt (Freddie waves an accusing hand in the direction of the house next door, plained Mr. Jarr. feligw isn't worth guin sue you. Bill collectors see the wolf at the door and they don’t bother you so He cannot control his sobs.) much. The tredeamen see it and won't Mr. A. (waiting for the storm to| Permit you to run up big bills, It growls cease)—Now, Frederick. at the man of the house as he goes to Freddie (disconnectedly)—They did it.| Work and tt makes'him hustle. It keeps Mrs, A. Qoristling at once)—Who did it, | ®Way fake promoters, poor relations, darling? agents and other pests, No, the Freddie (with another graphic gea-,0ld wolf at the door isn't so bad if he'd only do one thing”’ “And what thing \s that? “Keep the stork from flying in at the window," sald Mr. Jerr. Mr, Btryver, wasn't much Impressed by this, “The wolf at the door sometime: Mr, A. (superloriy)—Those kids, Fred- erick, What did they do? . Freddie (punctuating with sobs)— They sed they wus goin’ to give @ show an’ every one'd have to pay a! In, an’ th’ one what did t in th’ show'd get a prize,’ keeps a man from going to the dog ume, eat- (emphatically)—No, They do te went on. “I've noticed that iy oponme a Nve, here year round, ard to be wicked on the cheap.! of the lawns oF beuetes That's the reason I don't object If Fred-| giq win it, anyway—an' he wus grand, Bad habits y, the lack of good that are ulwaye charm: 4 an’ generous an’ he divided th’ prize with every one but me. Mr, A. (calmly)—-What was the prise, n keeps a man out of bad m glad you take it so philosophic: aid Mr. Stryver testily, “I only know that if the spenders have nothing to spend how can the people whom the spenders spend with have any prosper- ity? “The spenders never spent with me," said Mr, Jarr. “I'm not importing 4! monda or mpage, I'm not interested Freddie (briefly)—A cent’s worth of candy. They bought It with my cent. Mr. A, (meditatively)—Well—er—that does a trifle unfair to @ judicial mind, Did anything else nappen, Fred- erick? Freddie (full of woe)—Yeh. After th’ show th d there wus goin’ to be & in foreign steam: picnic an’ every one's gotta bring wome-! “And I'm not Interested in the wolf thin’, an’ #0 ma give me a dime an’! at the door,” growled Mr. Stry | went an’ brung a box uv cracker {if you rejoice in him, I must they went an’ et up my crackers on| taste in pets Is 04d." me, an’ when I wanted one they sed I, “Well, I look at this way,” said Mr. should eat th’ cold potatoes, an’ then yarr, “a lot of people can’t stand pros- I sed I didn't care fer potatoes with- | perity, but so far as adversity ts con- out butter an’ cream on ‘em. cerned some of us have got to stand It." (Mra, A, nods approvingly. “It seems to me that you take the looks grave.) present stringent conditions In Wall Mr. A. (sepulchraty)—And then what, | street very lightly," Frederick: Why shouldn't 1? asked Mr. Jarr. Freddie (shrilly)—An' then they be-) +r think it will do us of the wolf-at-the- gin pastin’ me in th’ eye with th’ cold goor ge a lot of mood when Wall street potatoes an’ they sed I wus a mealy| ceases being the best known watering mapped mutt an’ that I better get out |piace around New York.” uv there before they made “Good day, sir!" sald Mr. Stryver. Mr. A. kid out uv me! “Here's where I get off!" Mos A. (dreamily)—They have, indeed,| “No,” replied Mr, Jarr sweetl) the @weet, natural, childish apirtt, — I*there'e where you got off. Good ry ‘ zine, Wednesday, July 9, 1913 WHY Not 7] | But tn the city you can't keep who had no children, | The Stories of Famous Novels}. By Albert Payson Terhune 8 xseceescennsc00200cecesonavserEsey nines’ Copenent. 1013, te The Urem Publishing Oo. (The New York Krenieg Word), NO. 45.—“THE CLOISTER AND TRE HEARTH. ' By Charles Reade. SWI ERARD, son of Elias, the Dutch cloth-merchant, destined by G his family for the priesthood. It was his father's life ambition to see him in the Church. Gerard could write—a rare accom: t plishment in the fifteenth century, when most men could barely make their marke—and he was an artist, too. Indeed, 90 clever was be | at “Illuminating” vellum that he once ventured to compete for a rich art | prize at Rotterdam which changed his whole future. On the way from his parents’ village home: to the competition, Gerard | met by the wayside old Peter Brandt and the latter's lovely auburn-haired daughter, Margaret. As he sat chatting with the father and daughter— and falling unconeciously in love with the latter—a richly dressed man Tode past. t Ws 1 he rider was Van Swieten, burgomaster of the village where Gerard | lived. He was a crook. and in former years had despolled Peter Brandt of | @ snug fortune. At sight of Gerard talking with the Brandts, the burgo- master at once imagined that the youth had learned of the old ¢ime theft, wna | he set a apy to watch him, ~\ Gerard, ignorant of all this, went on to Rotterdam, where In the art com » petition he won a gold medal and fifteen gold coina, Then he sought out Margaret again, and their love affair progressed rapidly.’ But the burgomaster kept apprised through his spy, went to Elias, Gerard's father, with the story, At hearing that his son, destined by him for the Church, Sy was making love toa girl, Elias Mew into a rage. He an: ( ba oa J Gerard had a violent quarrel. Gerard swore he would never become a priest while Margaret lived. Elias re- torted by threatening to have the young man Jailed until | he should consent to give up his sweetheart. Gerard left his father and hastened to Margaret. He begged her to marry him at once. She consented, But their wedded bliss was of short duration, | for Elias carried out his threat. Gerard was dragged away from hie bride and | thrown into prison. | Brave Margaret helped her husband to escape from his cell and they fled into the fore The burgomaster led w posse in pursuit. Gerard knocked the burgomaster senseless and he and Margaret plunged deeper into the forest pathr, Leaving his wife with good friends on the road, Gerard made bis way to Italy, there to earn @ living for them both in order that he might soon Be | Teunited to Margaret. In Rome, as he was trying to win fame and fortune | by his art, he received a lying letter, written at the burgomuster’s instigation, | saying that Margaret was dead. At this news the luckless husband fell {li and for @ long time his apirit hovered at the gates of death. On his recovery he sought to forget his sorrow | by plunging into ali the gayettes of Roman society. Tiring of thie he turned \ hls mind again to the Church, which he had abjured for love of Margaret, and jin Ume he took the vows, becoming a Dominican frier under the name ef Brother Clement. ' Meantime, Margaret had waited in vain for news of Gerard. She coulé net understand his desertion. She found work as a laundress. A little later « {eon was born to her. | Gerard returned at last to Holland on a mission. And on his arrival hf ¥ j learned from one of the burgomaster's servants that Margaret still lived. Gerard noon afterward came face to face with her in the street. = They were forever parted now by Gerard's monastic vows. They met only to realize that they could never aguin be united. Gerard was in deeper despair than when he heard the false news of Margaret's death. | He sought out the burgomaster, who was dying, and mai Bu him restore tn e stricken wife's |™ faret the fortune he had jen from her father. ass words when the money was placed in her keeping H “Too late! Too late!” ¥ | Gerard rose rapidly in hin sacred profession. Churehly honors were earned and won by him. But he was ever a stricken, heartaick man, At last Margaret died. And in a steady voice Gerard read tie burial service | | over her body. followed hiy lost wife to the grave. On | his haircloth shirt, was found a tress of Marga! j hair that had iain there, next his heart, ever sinc Gerard's eon grew to manhood and in thme became the great acholar and preacher known to history as Erasmus. Learn One Thing Every Day How to Gain a Fund of General Information i Copsright, 1913, by The Vress Pubitsbing Co, ‘The New York kvevimg World) 25,—THE BAROMETER, So the welght of the air, on the mer- AROMBTER means “weight-meas-|cury 1 the bowl, pushed up the mercu:y B urer.” The barometer was first dis- |!" the tube, This was the basis of th» barometer. The barometer of to-day t+ covered by an Itallan named Torrl- celll. He took a small glass tube, closed at one end, end filled it with mercury. Then he turned {t upside down in a bowl full of mercury. It ts natural to suppose that ail of the ran out into the used mainly to revord air pressures, so that weather predictions van be made If the alr pressure is very high, In 4 certain locality, there ls almost sure ts De no disturba there, If it ts very low, it me alr currents are @ ing to rush in t! ‘rom all eldes, uf means‘winds and probably rin. Bs A barometer taken to the top of a \ mountain will fall rapidly, That means low pressure. bowl That pened If ¢ hadn't weight. But it has, It weighs upon our bodies—four- teen pounds to the square Inch. made or of net ai it gives an extrem: dainty ie blouse Is quite app id ate for In wear, but also given that little eug- ®estion of a coatee tat renders it desirable for the street. It can be made to match the akirt or of different materia}. In the itustration one of the new broche cottons a trimmed with silk. 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