The evening world. Newspaper, July 26, 1913, Page 8

a a a ag * aps ee a The Evening World Daily 1 agazine. Saturday: July 26! 1913 re Mo. = [Such Is Life! isventhalte By Maurice Ketten (estes Dany Sewes svgeay ty fos Poe Putian Comoenr, Hen 18 te Including Gelomon, Bluebeard, Henry Vill, Nat Geedwin, Mark Aqteny, Socrates, Job, Ac. Coprrigha, 1018, by ‘The Pres Publish ing Co, (The Now Ted Brening Wet® 6—SOC RATES. ATES, Nke all men of genius, made a faux pas of marriage. Pate no intention whatever of bestowing both real brains and rea! meatic happiness on any one man or woman in this world. If divorce had been as much of a fad in ancient Greece as it is in America Socrates would merely have gone on marrying one “um auitable” woman after another—and, in true maaculine fashion, blaming it on the lady, (VOLUME 64.........sessccecscccsceccscesseesNO, 18,967 HOW LONG? ISTURBANCES at Sing Sing draw public attention anew to that disgracefal blot upon civilization in this State. Would it be strange if publicity es to conditions there reacted through undercurrents te increase disorder inside the walle? How long must a ctvilised community tolerate this barberous place? Sing Sing hes been obsolete these fifty years. Must the State wait another half century while officials and so-called experts le over plans to replace it and bungie year after year the selection ofa Proper site? Nobody is ignorant nowadays of the fact that conditions which prevail in prison determine whether men come out better or worse than when they went in. The public everywhere urges upon those responsible their duty to maintain clean, sanitary, decently managed modern jails. How long is Sing Sing to remain a State monument of backwardness and brutality—en institution which turns imprisoned men into beasts? t fancy that Socrates was unhappy, Marriage, to a genius, te dish—a temporary experiment, at best; and nothing coufd be Bo fatal to his art or hie happiness as a monotonously/peaceful home. The more storms, the more scraps, the more excitement, the better he works and the happter he fs. 3 2 . ff Xantippe had been a sweet and placid person, Socrates would probed} rown fat and stody in six months after the honeymoon and have died without uttering a single brilliant epigram. It was the morning rew and the evening curtain lecture that drove him back to his philosophy and-kept.up the slow of his satire and the flow of his wisdom. It was the eternal uld be received wit! ho’ of hot tears or a pt his nerves vibratin: 4 his mind acintiliatt ‘In short, the best helpmeet and the greatest inspiration that any Hterery been known to possess, 2 Poor th! She has been horribly maligned. All we know of het te what has come down to us through Socrates's FRIENDS—and, alas! every wife. @ “demon” to her husband's friends. Whether Xantippe was bora temper of a virago or merely acquired it through the sorrow of having t@ with a geniue we shall r know. Had she been married to a man shaved every mornin, ir cut regularly and brought home hip 7 envelope every Saturday night, might bave been a model of sweetness and { ‘Mr, Bryan finds time te fook ta on hts Job. —— 4 - WHITEWASH. HE horse having been “removed,” the New Haven directors are now proceeding to whitewash the-stable. Confidence is . to be “restored,” the public is to be “considered.” But no [ Gaggestion is made that anybody is going to “restore” the vanished $204,000,000, or that the public is ever to find out who got the un- earned inerement concealed in the vast transactions involved. light. But life with a man of “artistic temperament” brings out all the latent flendishness in the human soul, History does not record that the bucket of suds with which Xanttppe im- | mersed her husband wes one in which she had been washing clothe, for « living; but, considering the habite of Socrates, it probably was, From ail ws |can gather, he merely sat around all day and hurled epigrame at her when he should have been earning a few sesterces with which to pay the rent or buy the baby’s shoes, Doubtiess he practised his speeches in the kitchen, sharpened | his wit et her expense and tried his most brilliant bon-mots first on her. YOU know that type of man—the kind who will stand around and eulogise “beauty of lubor” while his wife draws the water, brings in the tubs an@ patairs to put the buttons in his shirt and pollen his boots; the kind who HERE 1AM Sure You'Lt UKE IT HERE. BE NIIEU EN oe "7 ‘WE ARE JUST LiKE ONE BIG et | nh the fo! f hi hen she is hustling to get the laundry IMTS OF ASSOCIATING WITH EM int Ann iL A Sonate that she tan wltew enough on tt to pay for Me upper: or that wil r Javestigations at Binghamton prove thet sometimes the saddest N THe CITY rhapsodize over the loveliness of marcetled hair and manicured finger natie t A of all words are: It need not have been. ‘ while she is peeling onions for the aoup. Oh, yes, Socrates was the kind who could Ie in bed nights while his wife was walking the floor with the baby and expatiate on th uty and virtue ef self-sacrifice, Under the circumatances hie noble air of “ nce and serenity,” which made such a deep impression on hia followers and cronies, must Rav® exasperated her beyond endurance. It In so easy for a husband to be “patient and serene” while he is lying back in @ morris chair and watching his wife struggle with the dinner dishes. Worst of all, by the time his laziness and phisolophy had got on her nerves so that #he was ready to scream, he would calmly climb up en bis dignity and REFUSE to argue with her. He was the kind of husband whe would turn over and go to sleep right 1a the midst of an exciting quarrel. every woman knows that there is no deeper insult, no keener disappointment, more maddening humillation than this. Such a determinedly virtuous tuabage {s an wearing as a music box with only one tune. Socrates was too lazy even to compile his philosophy and put it into book form, “He never didn thing all day but sit and think and think and think.” He went about all ragged and rumpled, aw so mafy Intellectuals do, because he never knew where to find his clothes nor how to put them on properly whi he found them, And, of course, he blamed poor Xantippe for hie shi po |» NEW YORKERS KNOW BETTER. is , is this Chicago man who thinks he can dictate to waiters ) in New York what be shall eat? Dees he imagine he can come here and upset local institations without sterting for himself? For whose benefit does he think restaurants 4 ts are run? We are not used to such bumptionsness and & Jook askanve at visitors who deliberately invite publicity in New 4 letk by having their own ideas about food and how it should be = ‘werved. To go on demanding iced vichy and tartar sauce when the i ‘walter hed distinctly said no, wae an insult to five million New erkere, most of whom van be trusted in any such situation to know ‘Pasir place. appearance, To cap the climax, after he had led her this sort of ragtime entst- uns ence for many years, he dealt her vanity a solar plexus blow by quietiz letting fe tH 3. y it get out all over Greece that he had ‘married her for self-discipline.” -After Le that, no doubt, she handed him the hemlock with » cheerful . mele a, 2) cores etna pcr menial agrcopdiad bagpstled gous (o) r) SAAALOLEALALAAAASL ALAA AOILASSLAALS e Nothing more was heard of Xantippe efter Socrates dled and lett er te , Dromise to stick around, want Governor peace, Ah, well, we can only hope that her mourning became her so well that ite were EMBO The Poor Jarrs, in Desperation, rts... Sicsne't sce traversing enantio frcar nary : a ’ &@ normal interest in his meals and-a good old, orthodox TEMPER, ” CS Resolve to Go to New Rochellle|*°%:'s stitcsopner. socrates may have been ail right. But au « hurbapd he + SAIAAABIASBAIAISIPISIBAAAAAIBBBBAB | WOE ON CnCORAINEIY POET ensue. bas can be brought avout any time, So he] Walk “home because you had the “What say?” he asked. ‘ & i made no reply. money"—— out to New Rochelle, There’: “V've been thinking, eince it seems| “You had two dollars when we| place!” | H as th e G i rl of T Oe D ay he TO READ TO-MORROW. a Tt HE police dog ia perhaps the most interesting of up-to-date aida im ranning down criminals. Playing the role of hunted wrong- Bs doer when these animals are being trained is a trying job. )—-Duexport who has ected the part with hundreds of flerve, dogs tells, ‘The Sandsy World Magazine for to-morrow, how it feels to be ted” by a four-footed policeman who goes about the business ': Qne hundred and fifty thousand commuters alight on Manhattan Tato 6 real vacation, that we| Started out. That's enough to waste.| “Oh, very grand!” geplied Mrs. Jarr MIE ELEATL tn eeee asin Overthrown Chivalry? ‘What did you do with It?” carcastically, “Look what's printed In| you are home to give a hand taking| Mr. Jarr remembered perfectly what) the papers as happening there every | By Sophie bene Loeb. Conyright, 1913, by The Press Pubiishing Co, (The New You Evening Weld), dow: id puttl ‘the pictures," |he had done with it. He had spent) day:” rete ‘re, arr atae: a ae thirty cents on himself.” But this, too.! “But thore’s a lot of recreation places . Jarre shuddered. | would have only made more trouble hed |at and near New Rochelle,” persisted : “Oh, let It go till fall,” he sald, | he sai’ so. So ne only remarked | Mr, Jarr. ‘There's boating end swim- Cec Ee Te ee Haak)! °° [Let's not be discouraged because the softly that t children got lost at Coney Island and | short trips re were a jot of pleasant! ming and bathing’"— ce e family could take ant! “And. people breaking thelr necks 4 Hi writes (eslative 0 my or. be chivatrous men, dis ‘ ime | 66 HORE we Go nex . ted ou and had to! enjoy. swimming and getting ypset boating, ticle ‘Im Old-Time Chivalry a] “Upon woman depeiide the d every day of the year ekcept Sunday. One of them claims ‘asked Mr, Jatr. Disb noeasdlid aided a aii and getting arrested for wearing slit | 4° Lost Art?” in which the atten- [of man. She fs the educator, the / he hes commuted « million miles in the course of forty years, “Wiese Cen't consult me skirts," sald Mra, Jar. tions of astaring|through = motherh: e@dout it! ceplied Mra, Jarr coldiy./ ate sure-to come forward with records that will beat his.| “atter what I thave been through at Coney leland, I need a good long rest. e-end sorrows of the commuter are eternally new. " AS There is'a woman who, having worked all her life, conducted a| ‘“tnat sults me!" remarked Mr. Sarr, B, it store and won e fortune of $12,000,000, still “dosen't | Wit® the frst enthusiasm he th S ht to go into busi se es per evinced in @ome time. “All the com- men were decried) “Why do wom wear f wt Grenses and thi complain that ‘men @tare at them?’ “Man in days “Now don't be prejudiced,” advised Mr. Jarr. ‘"Get the children ready and einber, 1 feel {t in my bones some- ing is going to happen. So don’t blame Lesser Disturbance. hasewent door open and all the chickens bad, CERTAIN sland ia the West Indies ia] escaped, A fowl bunt was immediately organised. | nq)" , forts of home! One's own meals to ‘The went day the husband, mecting hie weeth hearing. 0 . Viable to the periodical advent of earth: ar In due time the Jarr family was at the gone by had ad way lat Gea kere te acest Gi ne tet wee oot oar alse time I bad with that poultry, 1 epems | GePot of magnificent disadvantages and Eeverence for wom- ia it ‘i ” +} the periodical advent t » ‘aad o were just in time to catch a train to en, But how can Young scientist up at the Museum of Natural History has| there's the ideal vacatio uces Mr. X., who ives in the danger sone, aeat | teeve hour bunting, oad ol fess Wa we-| New Rochelle, he in all fairness “You forge that Gertrude has gone| his two eons to the home of @ brother in Bae P, piled his wife, “fer 1 ought ealy els."—Rarver's| Tickets!" cried the man at the gate. over to her merried sister who has a! tana to secure them from the impending haves. | Woy. ‘we'll pay our fare on the tratn, Let @o now, when Faliroad voarding house in Jorsey! Mridently the quiet of the staid English Rouse y, _ City,” sald Mra, Jarr. ‘It may be @ bold was disturbed by the eruptioon of the two Bees. us through!” sald Mr, Jarr. woman shows such Wort Indians, for the returoing mail steamer cas Treatment 5 But the gateman was inexorable. strong desire to oom Wemed theatrical pradnosr for Neture, and, with wax, end : Paint hag staged wonderful spectacles of life under the eee. ei pene at pictured in colors, these sea dramas make a notable feature = ‘orld vacation for YOU, with your own meals Wat | pi epic Pipes Be the etngle| dress (It cannot say otherwise) 20 im-) 7! 3. Ses Werth Mesure ful of other things to tnterst everybody. | swt vane cok tom: tot Zou onl es! ot me ar on] A Ste dm sem ite“ | uae window ope. aie onto oe [money . iz. ae ee ee nan te | auakel”—Hversbods's Magssine, Gnburbenttes” cotume tn the sbeence of! way, and after Mr. Jarr got to the win-| ‘The woman of to-day does not seem plese eo the regular editor, ‘The young gentleman mea-| dow the ticket seller held a heated de-|to exercise her mind sufficiently to be weartng (> Lucky Enough. aged to wade through te majority of the Per-! 1.15 with him regarding the age of chil-| independent of all freakish modes of the “man. 7 | Piexing questions im hie day's mall watil @t lst! aren he asked half f Gres that come out; but puts on any- thet ere te CITY woman who recently pamed o fei days at n farm bought some poultry trom |b came to # sticker, Bashing inte the news) children?” cried the farmer with a view to previding fred | Sam he storoed beside the city editor's desk} ine ait fare ticket oat them rable grandparents Finally the auto thing that is called ‘in style’ or ‘latest from Paris.’ I know that I am express- de. ing the thoughts and feelings of millions Jerr, “Me, sug: 1° as t of the wicket tet |of men, but most have not the courage ar ont ne Gs seoteseen gg Bigos Cog ve | rien rewect,”” retorted the city editor ox | him have the tickets, to say it—that woman's dress of to-day Mr. Jarr was on the point of aaying home ‘anked poultry resumed bie perusal of the rival sheet,—Bostoa | ‘Train to New Rochelle’s gone!” said |is disgusting and can only serve to he was the ea gpon Depa o alloy oy = ~ the gateman, ‘Another one in an hour!" | breed contempt in the hearts of would- By P. L: Crosby # i stay home and take little day trips! ‘ oem for breakfast every morning, She to pla mear the city for vacation’ | own Wo 6 , at the enme §FlSea ence that men do not one chief aim is to WAREXTRAT en" \ | | Ss SS ee anys tet Te fet ele DE SPATCH 70 JAS sey. omer, “Lghting & ite bows hal Tor nn® | scives elt rethee into a seengae fe Juston and perhaps for i iSite ee e! fe el tele fil ad | vt pi a ) vecationists who walk e Meee, ctache unto vt tramp SOCKY- HOOF” f number of raite you go past COL: OF THE : ROPRIBTY and | . Hl No criticism cam come! It et. GEANIES’ CAVALRY. catimabte at. all the others im éte n, ui ze iH S| H i? | JABSEY IN CHARGE No one need de® prude and dress out or tne ALLEY cane” pyah gine coral yd : f ; Sed i oes \ us We ecen B SSENT TO THEM NOTIFYING THEM — OF CAPTAINS, LIEUTENANTS, SERGEANT: OF THE IMPENDING STRUGGLE. 2 CORPORALS, 2 PRIVATE ,ORUM + A GUN: %