The evening world. Newspaper, July 23, 1913, Page 14

cue Ge saris. _ GSTABLISHED SY JOSEPH PULITEER WiAtieaes Delty Hacer Sunday v7 the Freee Publishing Company, Won, 68 to Provident, 63 Park Row. r a Row. pe iene cL Becretary, HY a Park Row. Tork as fecond-Class Matter. Seared Ot the Pest-Otice at 3 @whecription te e Evening |¥or Engiand ané the Continent and ‘Worla Onited States an re international MODESTY A HALF CENTURY AGO. l Amelia Bloomer could come back to life long enough to see whet women are doing to their skirts these days she might well marvel how it was she managed to shock the world one summer @vening, sixty-two years ego. For it was on the 23d of July, 1851, at a ball given in Lowell. Mass, that the bloomer skirt was first exhibited to a scandalized public. : Amusing to-cay are the decorous reasonings with which Mrs. Bloomer and her followers met the charge of immodesty. “If deli- cacy requires that the skirt should be long,” she pleaded, “why do our ladies, a doven times a day, commit the indelicacy of raising their drésses to prevent their draggling in the mud of the streets? Surely 6 few spots of mnd on the hem of their garment are not to be com- pered to the charge of indelicacy to which the display they make might subject them!” And all thet these brazen bloomerites ever eaked for was “a skirt reaching down to nearly half-way between the Knee and the ankle; underneaih the skirt, trousers moderately full fseming down to the ankle and there gathered in with an elastic Dand;” and all this only beause it wae comfortable and convenient. Contrast the unblushing frankness of modern fashion which @ays: If Providence saw fit to give women shapely legs it must have meant that they should show them—let ué slit and elash accordingly. Poor Mrs. Bloomer js long eince dead and forgotten, but the atguments with which she tried te popularize the garments to which her name still clings bear witness to the modesty and decorum of f her generation. = Sixty years ago the innocent, concealing bloomer failed utterly beesuse it shocked the public. To-day the elit skirt triumphs every- where and finds the public ready and eager. Must fashion become yet more forward or will it presently get a fit of shyness? a Tammany Pancies Gaynor.—fvening Post headline. .g Has Love taken pity on the great Uncaredfor? oo WHERE IT PINCHES. BODY expected the hotel men would take kindly to the new taxicab ordinance. They have trafficked in private stand privileges so long that the voice of the public demanding the freedom of its own thoroughfares is hateful to their ears. Any resistance of their part will only chow more plainly how urgent it ‘wae that some of these lordly innkeepers should be made to realize that they do not own the streets. The taxicab proprietors are not fighting the new rules. They are wiser than the hotel men. Having no longer to compete and intrigue for stand privileges, they doubtless see that their energies can best be spent in getting on good terms with the public. Taxicab companies in New York, like some other interests in the land, have had to ledrn that it is time to stop looking for profits in protection and favors and get down to the honest business of giving the public @-fair return for its monoy. ——-4 = Now they're taking the buike out of Bulgaria ——o—__$___— THE CITY BATH HOUSE AT CONEY. T* immense success of the Municipal Bath House at Coney Ieland is the best of reasons why the city should enlarge the eamse date last year. At this rate, by the end of the hot weather, _ Cemspared with « total of 260,000 last season. a _ Any one who has seen the thousands who stand patiently in line for houre on Sunday waiting for their turns knows that the present | 287, "ho by this time had her feara to eome ext q reom and locker space for 6,800 could be increased indefinitely. The | lost my little girl! Oh SAY, IG MAN = 1AM Gong WORK . IMUST RAISE SONG DOUGH BEFore Twe FIRST LAM Going PRosPectine To PAY MY GAS BILL. WATCH Tae DEPT establishment. Up to July 14 190,000 bathers had used the| "aR, "ut ¥,.™,rrre Myaahies Bath house this season, an increase of 50,000 over the record to the “Ww HAT 6 the matter? Lost your dog?’ asked Shes, cient tine iceman, ~~ 800,000 persons will have enjoyed the benefits of the building, as | throusn Fi gece Sut pencetul throng hat surrounded Mr. and Mra Jarr and Master Jarr at Coney Isiand, B®) “I think the chance is pretty good,” plied the policeman. ‘t've taken six Uttle Boys, three little girls and o pair of twins to the station myself to-day.” “Was one of the little girte dressed “A dogt The very ideal" cried Mre. euppressed “But I have ere the fears » city owns enough adjarent land to permit of extensions and the|c™, UPPermont amain—igo zou thine win ee reser _ coat of concrete construction is not great. The baths are in no sense ® money-making institution, yet last year the charge of 10 cents per re person paid all expenses and left a surplus. The Evening World has always believed the city should provide | Sther near Sheepshead Bay. But Both gypsies here?” "There's a lot of them, lady,” replied @ boy policeman. ‘There's a camp of them on Coney Island creek, and an-|enough to commute. Of course they . (etropping his safety rasor Diade)}—It's all nonsense, men bathing facilities for the public, and the present Municipal Bath oomee ne leon shidren of thelr| Here it is the firet morning we're here at Coney were hmilt after this newspaper had made a long| ere’ Get Pack! Clear che aidewas! 1) adequate in size, convenient and sanitary, but eventually free to all. Letters From the People On Side Nearest - ‘was mistaken. He said thi Raitor of The Krening World oleven double seata for poly players in ich ts correct for ® young man to| the two smokers. I found twelve, Sehts On the side nearest the curb or|for forty-eight people, twelve of the the centre when escorting two young | seats window seats, and most of them ladies while out walking? M.O. | empty or “guarded” by one man, while Car Nelsance Again. other passengers had to double up or ‘The Erening World: seek other cars. 6. F, ih a tot of interest and ap- ‘The ter by Mr. Heeth complain: | a, ins xditor seate hogged|) Walch ‘a the correct way to hold ban rallres@! your foot in the stirrup of a saddle a et Fag when riding @ hofse—to preas the atir rup light speak approvingly of the or mith the waar PA, "ED. . 4 voicing a general complaint. ee at 02,286,000. "| To the Riiter af The Erening World: arta | anes rma tg gt ¥ | England? HA. H for boards and cards. A passenger | OEAMG? . A. H @ smoking car at the station and] a Geen of Enel Z Mt half empty. But numbers of / 7.) y Prod ries fe heen, Boubied” for card Diayee lin revenue from the Duchy of Lan- Some! one man sits in the gvarding them. @ometimes the Turn over an empty the glare you get! I went | fo the Rattor of The Evening World: te Correct. page if ju Im Prech or Salt? it : j 1 i i > fight to secure them. During hot weather beach bathing is the one | club in both hands, horizontally, |) great relief and refreshment for thousands of jaded city workers. bad ‘New York is thrice blessed by the nearness of an excellent bathing| “Po you think there ie any chance beach at Coney. A big municipality like oure can well afford to|chuce mre dart wnen che sotne cop-| rant, t2,rush myself. T always beiteve Gevelop its public bath house facilities there until they are not only | Per had established 4 passage way by pok Dis night stick and »; feet of those who Hi, at quarter to alx. 1.11 with oodles of And the boy policeman, holding his/time to spare. | 6.94 New York, Susquehanna} Oaremen, ahoy! In which can ‘one il my regular train) the other water? Alee can one swim faster in‘ I. he curious idlere back into Mrs, B. (from the bed)~You're up too B, (comfortably)—Because I don't in allowing sufficient time to do things, especially in the summer time. Mrs. B, (critioally)—Say, Louis, all the e you've been talking you haven't it. You know you CAN get up at four to catch an eight o'clock train and miss it. Mr. B. (confidently)—Can you, really? ‘Well, don't you worry yourself. I won't miss {t, You think if you say that I'll ‘hurry and get out so's you can go to sleep soone: Mrs, B. (blandly)—I think I heard three of the men going down to the dining room already, perciliously)—Om, no, you ‘was just one of the maids im the hall, . (encouragingiy)—You know the worst of not being on the minute ts that the bus calls only once for each train. Mr. B. (amMing at dis reflection in the @iass)—It won't have to call more than once for me, my dear. I'm the ready ttle commuter, TO ey ting up in bed)—What wus inded as though it might aving. Mr, B. (from the depthe of a wash veg)—Naw! Why, it's only—- (Unde- cldedly) Well, I'll just ask one of the maids, (Bticks his motst countenance ay fo Go (Need MY u RENT SAIPSAAAAAAAADABABABAAAAAAAAABAABAAS Wherein a Lost Jarr Is Found and Then a Found Jarr Is Lost. revere rrrerer rere rrr rrr rrr errr rr cree re and patent leather sippers with two, And he leq Mrs. Jerr and Master cross straps and round pearl buttone— very intelligent little girl with golden ir and blue eyest”— “Lady, they all looked Ike that te ma, in an embroidered white frock, with ajevgn the twins, And they’ were in & Uttle geld chain and « heart shaped |little cart ang never estopped Saneay locket around her neck, and a Mttle| tit I doysht om salt water taffy i uotee in it, |femonade, band ring with a Reenspubtiaey Ae lic ft” eaid Mer. art “renee her police Domestic Dialogues -— By Alma Woodward — Copyright, 1918, by The Press Pubtishing On (The New York Broning World.) Com Ie Simple—Sometimes. mating Me Mr, B. (chilled)—THE tus? For the Tmt Votce—¥is, sor, Mre, B, (dreamilly, from under the eaying they can't get up early | covers)—I thought it might be. ‘That's what it decause YOU crying over spilt milk. early. Why éo you need an hour and @/is £10, I'M get that, all Tt make me an hour late, but I guess the: child, and she actually yawned. boss won't kick very much just for ene morning. leans over to ‘Mr. B. (indulgently)—Lasy girlie! 4 ‘Welt, never mind, Papa’ slave for the havin’ such a nice time! A jeats. Goodby, (He exit. On ae ’ good morning, ‘proprietor. Proprietor (ovially)—Ah, Mr, Brown, is, A whole hour slow, aald it was romantic! goodey. honey. the way downstairs be mests ir! I eee you're not one of the unfortunates who have to get up to caton the master, eh? two classes of and take the picture, tween the 7.1 Proprietor (1 own boss, eh? oMoe at 12.10, with my job? out of the door)—-Er—er, would you tell “What did your mother say when, me what that was that er—er just left train from Jersey City vow @ boat faster: in ealt or in fresh she heard you'd accepted me?” "here, please? “@ne eald she was glad | could § Volce—Shure, that wus th’ bus fer th’ Mr. Heeth's letter, He salt than tn ¢rech water? 6G. H.A. take @ joke,” early train, cor, i Mr, B, (almost in tears)—I can't get anything till the 10.60, Gets me to the Jarr, “That's My job! What'll I do Come, you little ded girl! WHERE'S! WILLIE?’ early train, Your own Mr. B, (bluffing it)—@h, huh, On, Tit guess. The 8.10, I mean. (uproartously)—Oh, no, you! won't! The bus don't call here for it. | tim, You see, out here on the Point we have men-the ones who have Jobe and take the early train to fill ‘em, and the ones who think they have jobs 10.60 just to Gil in the Mr. B. (in dismay)—10.00? Nothing be- and the 10.67 Ah, T reat marae Mra. B. (semi-consctous)—Hock ft! I at four to catch an eight o'slock train 6 Willie Jarr away. ‘The crowd followed for a short space, until @ dog fight distracted ite attention. And Mrs, Jarr and My. Jarr found themselves at the poliee station with- Mr. Jarr felt relieved at this, Mra. Jarr seemed rather hurt ebout it. “Heartless wretches!" she said, bit- terly. “It ts plain they have no love for children. Why did you tring m this dreedful place?’ But Mr. Jarr did not anewer her, for “There ehe tet’ orted Mra Jarr. “Come to mamma, my precious dar- But Precious Darling gave the eager Mr. B. (explosively)—Might be? It mother a cold glance, and, turning to can't when they etay up to all hours!| WAS! My watch fs an hour slow. the police Heutenant, remarked: | “Whip him! Diy him @ dood whip- Decause I set it last night by snoonlight, pin’!* “Don't you eee your mamma? Den't (Philosophically)}—Well, there's no use you see your papa?’ cried Mrs, Jarr. @ next One| “Come to me, dearle!”’ “Please Go ‘way,” replied the little lest Mrs, Jarr ran dehind the desk and erabded ‘Don't you know mamma?’ she asked 1| “On, you" wat the tittle wirl, “but I'm collar, and, if iked-e you & goat cart and I had candy end ice cream and pep corn and sausage and taffy and”— Mrs, Jarr gave the restored darling an hi you'll be sick, you bad, naughty, wicked child!" she cried. “They never wants to leave us, ma'am,” eaid @ policeman. “That is, wnless they get lost after dark and Gre scared and sleepy. But im the Gay @enerally act like ¢his.”” ery kind of you'to be eo nice to the children that are picked up this I tod my wife the little gfrl would be all right,” sald Mr, Jarr. “Tl give ber the best whipping she y* exclaimed Mra. Jarr, “After all the worry and excitement and anz- foty I have been (Brough this day on her account! And now @he doesn’t want ‘They Wkes the police, ma'am,” re- / F aa tell you, It's different when you're your; plied the Meutenant. [name of Amanda Luellan Montmor And he pointed to the entry on * {the blotter, Why, the little ftp teller!” cried Mra. the name of her doll, “She gives the But now a new trouble ensued. Master | KNEW that some people could get up’ Willie Jarr was nowhere to be found. | tn hurrying to the pollee station and mies tt, I knew it, I did, Louls, find the iittle gin, M; ‘Mr, B, (in disgus—Aw, go to aleep! inmged behing and had oe The Stories of ; Famous Novels’ By Albert Payson Terhune 34 Coppright, 1918, by The Pree Pubtishing Co, (The New York Ereuing Wortd,), \ : NO. 61—THE SCARLET LE1TER, by Nathaniel Hawthorne. ~ 'T was a festival day in the seventeenth century Puritan town of Salem. A festival day which was about as jolly as would be aday of universal mourning in any other community. For to laugh or to show any sign of gayety was regarded almost as a cla ohne sourfaced, gloomy Puritans. To-day they celebrated their festival in true Puritan style by tcrtusing 8 fellow human being—a woman. A throng of glum men and of womeg in hideously plain clothes gathered around the scaffold that stood in front of the town jail. Out from the jail and onto the scaffold was led a young An beautiful woman, a baby in her arms. 1 On the breast of the woman's black dress was embroidered the letter *A” im scarlet. And bearing this red badge of infamy she was forced to otpnd om the platform, facing the sullen holiday crowd. An official demanded she tell the name of the man who was her confederate in sin. She wot not answer, ‘Then Arthur Dimmesdale, the pallid faced young minister, was called te urge her to confess the man’s name, Dimmesdale hade her, if she Dest, to tell the name, saying the man should by rights stand at her an the ecaffola. She refused. prone | Then, by the decree of the court she wee eet free Free to lead the life of a shunned outcast, ané fovesd always to wear the Scarlet Letter on her breast,.Jt. | z the Puritan mind. The woman was Hester Prynne She had come out wing her Puritan husband to follow at his leisure. He had been detained. He Arthur Dimmesdale had met and—unknown to any one—hed fallen in i each other. Tt haa been horrfble to Dimmesdale to eee her stand there on the alone, when he knew that by every right he should have been pillaried at @ide, to share the scorn of their narrow little provincial world. Only one person in al, the community guessed Arthur's dark secret. ‘was a newly arrived Englieh tmmigrant, who called himself Roger Ch! worth, and who already possessed @ etrange malign influence over tl minister, Chillingsworth was Hester's husband. He hed reached Salem (mp, time to witness his wife's disgrace. Making his identity known to no one, he.apy eoldly to work to destroy Arthur by racking the latter's sensitive conscience, ( Heater, heédless of her neighbors’ scorn, continued to live as best aig” could, doing edd jobs as a seamstress and bringing up her daughter, little fn @ lonely but not unhappy fashion. Dimmesdale, harrowed and tormented, Chillingworth’s insidious teachings, grew to feel that it was himeelf and Hester whose breast bore the flaming Scarlet Lett Remorse, fed by Chi worth, made the minister's fe an endless horror, His chest burned as thi invisible white-hot (rons were branding @ letter there. At times the agony undearadie. ph r One night, to ease hie remorse, Arthur crept out to the scaffold and there alone in the darkness, eelf-pilloried before an tmaginary multitude, “ag the universe were gasing at a scarlet token on his naked breast, right over R heart. On that spot there had long been the gnawing and poisonous tooth, bodily pain.” He planned to fly to geome distant refuge place with Hester and Pearl, there’ to live in peace and love, and forget the ugly past. But ever Chillingworthts'. crafty advice restrained him. One night as the minister lay unconscious Chilling- worth opened the front of Arthur's shirt and etared gloatingly at Something he eaw on the white flesh of the chest. * At length Arthur Dimme: j@ could endure the inferno of mental and phys-, feal pain no longer. He arose in the pulpit one Sunday morning and made full confession to his congremation’ back dead. Chillingworth raged Insanely ferer’e too ensy\ escape from further vengeance. | Eager hands tore apen the collar of Dimmesdale's shirt to sive him ‘Then, in horror, the onlookers shrank back from what they beheld upon est. 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