The evening world. Newspaper, August 13, 1913, Page 14

eo ee ag The Evening World Daily Magazi Che SEK wiorid. ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. ‘Published Dally Except Sunday by the Prees Publishing Company, Nos. 63 to 43 Park Row, New York. RALPH PULITZER, President, 63 Park Row. J. ANGUS SHAW, Treasurer, 63 Park Row. JOSEPH PULITZER, Jr, Secretary, 63 Park Row. . tered at the Post-Om. t New York as Becond-Clase Matter, Pubecripicn fates to ‘The Hivesing |For Engiang and the Continent and ‘World for the United States All Countries in the International and Canada, Postal Uniom iid INVITING CONTEMPT. ° } HY MUST the courts be enubbed, the police made ridiculous and the public harassed and insulted merely because the Mayor is deternined that he and nobody else shall say / whether people can eat after 1 o'clock in the morning in restaurants | holding liquor licenses? ° The recent scene in an uptown cafe where the police set out to imprieon forty diners in an all-night siege because the restaurant proprietor followed the ruling of the Court of Special Sessions and served food to his patrons, after he had obeyed the law by closing his bar promptly at 1, was a silly and disgraceful exhibition of authority gone wrong. The fact that the diners escaped by an alleyway only made the police look more foolish. Is His Honor @o set upon playing the role of eupreme head of the police that, even after the courts have decided against him, he @anno® euspend his high-handed action until the question is properly tend ultimately settled? The situation’ has fir worse effects than obvious inconvenience and injustice to the public. It arrays the police against the courte, holds up to ridicule authority that should be respected, and makes i } H | } } the eyes of all citizens. If the police are not to respect the courts |. te exercise appear the effect of unjust and silly personal obstinacy in|. im” how is the public to respect either? a Cinries f. Murphy bas come tack to towa where the wires are underground. handy, plentiful end . — TOO SIMPLE? P ESPITE eli hopes it becomes apparent that tf Fusion {fs to D hold together it will only be*by a miracle of triumph over i the lifelong habits of men who for years have played politics for the points and reward of the game. ior these men there is no gach thing ss steadfast pursuit of a big, non-partisan purpose. ’ H After a few days of seeming harmony certain component parts of _ Pasion are astir again. The Progressive Republicans are jealous of ~ prospective favors to the Regulars, The Independence Leaguers are ta restive as ever. The Republicans are dickering for party honors. For these expert politicians can no ultimate common end ever quite také the place of the old delight of party craft and astutencss? . They atarted out to fight Tammany. Will they go forward,with » the rest or is the end and aim of the movement beginning to seem too - dimple to be worthy of their complex minds? ‘The woman who referred ¢o His Honor as “that beautiful cho- “a Gcdendron that now disgraces the Mayoralty chair” seems to have ‘ managed to convey what she meant, though & does seem rather hard on «@ fine chrub. ai. ———4- —_____. THE EAST SIDE CLEAN UP. T*: self-respecting residents of the east side who have started to wipe out the gangsters in that section lay stress on Ls + their wish that'reformers may keep away and the police take | Wheir cue from the local investigators. “On our shopkeepers and » thers who have submitted to blackmail,” declares the chairman of ‘the East Side Neighborhood Association, “zests most of the responsi- |, Mitty for ridding ourselves of these criminal, Gangsters reprosent P . @eymptom of our chaotic immigrant life. If housecleaning is to be 4 ene we want to do it ourselves. We assert that we have the ability aad the power to take care of our own problems,” Few people will not approve this feeling and hope that the east | Were may have every charce to go about the business in their own yy wey. That for years tho interference of outside politicians and of (Pereons elyly reconnoitering for power and oelf-advancement has —_ havoo with the @ast side is notorious. The people of that sec- have far bees to fear from themselves than from professional elitical meddlers who try to win their confidence. 4 When « man’s house needs to be put in order the community S q hes everything to gain Ly encouraging him to do the job himself, If way to Bive ‘the east side wants to prove that “hands off” is the best help it get rid of ite bleckmailers and gangsters, by all means | the chow. . “Oceans to be Joined in September,” enys Col. Gosthals’s assist. BS ant, Haste the wedding day. | Letters From the People Ie The Wo: jet alone the words, ‘Wh: the Boy Scouts and people to whom to ‘epply to organise a company, &c.? RE Pronounced “Tems.” fo the Editor of The Evening World: How ie the name of the English ‘fier “Thames” pronounced? RC, “Can You Beat Itt” ‘fo the Editor of The Evening Worlds ‘At a resort in Greater New York ly hpar in street pa- The Maraelliniee’’ or Ise some funeral march. I think that the United States flag should float tong and frequently and teach a lesson, WM. P. KrBrrz, Oe “Moderate” 8 fo the Editor of The Evening World In reply to Mrs. Ro @bout her aon king @even or ten cigare! a day,” I should say this ts a moderat 1s & large flag, composed of|@mount to emoke. And the fact that, ai ll board and —_incandescent| she says, he does not inhale means, ta, this emblem of the pro-|to my way of thinking, that he might Prietor® patriotism contains but|ae wel not emoke at all for the harm twelve stripes, four of them being red itt oes, 1 amoke trom twenty to ¢hirty Btrtpes that are below the blue figid, | cigarettes a day, not counting pipes and Can you beat it for an American flax | clears @t home, but do not inh nd Gnd displayed in America, read-| alao do not feol any Mill effects, and 1 = AMERICAN. | think I never shall if I contin in The World Almanac. fog that wey, {Bo the Raitor of The Kivening World: Te Raise Vaca: importance, say from 10,000 inhabitants, The question may arise, “Where are up. in the United @tates and other de-| we going to get vacation money? An- M ry 1913, Etta ‘Kew Yuk brea R, JARS Vi ttle journe; with hie wit an ond, As the pr ev Publishing Oo, World.) tion was over. His round New York id family were at er of Chillon re- gained his freedom with a sigh, ao Mr. Jarr return emile—at fire! to wa je @lavery with @ In fact, so eager wae he to get back to the worrles for which he was paid (he realized the worries, after all, were in keeping with the pay: somewhat mall) that he waa in betimes and head- ing for the office an hour earller shan was his wont. I don't see why you are #0 cager about getting breakfast ao early, Mrs. Jarr complainingly, ald “A little later on we will have to be blowing you out of bed with dynamite, or something that. 80, why are you @o eager t to work again to-day I do not kno’ some time. Mrs, Jarr, tale jcerning auch towns? G. M. | other y: let other readers do the sanm ; ’ ‘The Flag. i" we Go: Start with the 1st of Septem- . y of Tae Evening World, ber by laying aside 10 cents @ day every in American, say I think the day, including Sunday, and % cents on Buajpee are not brought to the pay day (or more if one can afford it), i quite ehoug! especially on ot As regards our nations! airs, money can be saved and how little it will Delieve one person out of @ be missed by making dally deposits. on’ bandsed “t wonder why the tide le running and you will be surprised how much | out so fast?" “It has probably caught sight of some of the fi ‘Snows the tune of pho “Star PRESIDENT OF BIX VACATIONIBTS,' bathing Hore.” “1 love my vacation, but, oh, ‘you job!” replied Mr, Jarr. ta get my two weeks off I'd been kiok- ing about overwork and underpay for And now I'm worrted a lit: tle to think pertiaps the bosn has found somebody who ean do more work than T 44 and wit! take leas money to do It.” like all trie, had an exalted idea of t tent of her husband's ability tremendous value to could realize that ght go romewhere ‘Just defore T good wives firm. Mra her husband his oat Isa value for efficiency would be more ap- Victions as to his indispensabiity. And the Wet Weather Willie, thie way. Copsright, 1918, by The Pies Publish ing Co, (ibe New York Evening World), 66 BLL, if I didn't look like the W wreck uv th’ Hesperus end uv last Sunday stance in disgust. ‘IT wus out in weather jures what isn't perma- nent — oom; hair an’ figger. An’ after it got through rainin’ ia’ on me all my aids to beauty Joined hands an’ gave me th’ ha-ha!” Nahi oad the catastrophe ocour?” I » down at Coney Island. One uv them nice, steady fellers what washes their face with laundry soap an’ turns all their money over to their mother, frum which she coughs up carfare an’ enough fer a dish of tripe once in a while, 4} down to take a dip last Sunday. He's pia ie eececscsseooooooscooccsooooooooooe cocecccoooosooore Mr. Jarr Goes Back to Work Again. Oh, What’s the Use of a Vacation? B9SSSSTSF9S9TTTTSS FHFSOSISF9SSI9 ISS OSOSISIISISIDOSSS jer, halting him at the outer preciated. as he Cae | long ahead of time, for|rall ahd in » strained and embarrassed Watened very well, but Mr, Jarr|his office he had disquieting visions of) ™Aanner starting to had not the strength: of his wife's con- | some one else at his desk and Johnson,| | “Ah—er—er—Ed—Mr. Jarr—old—man— I'm very sorry, but the fact is the boss has delegated me to say that seeing you have had @ vacation on pay, and business being slack, and well, er— er—you see, he's left a eplendid letter of recommendation for you, and if things pick up shortly and you haven't made @ connection, why—um—er—let us have your address, you know, and we may communicate with you.” 80 completely did this pleasant pros- pect imbue him with extreme depression that Mr. Jarr wes already arranging how he should take the news, whether with jaunty (eves if assumed) careless- ness er take ecasion to speak his mind for once aNé tell them what was wrong with the whole shebang! . Tt was because no man had any faith him, yuh know, ‘cause it wus a event in his life to be able to stack up a dol- iF seventeen an’ spend it all in one section uv th’ country. “An' then about 4 o'clock, ’ when @ man wus elatherin oleomargarine on ®@ piece uv gr corn for me at th’ corner uv Surf a an’ Blink street, th’ @ky opened an’ somethin’ hit me when I wuzn't looxin’. Well, say, I made a wild dive fer some kind uv @/in the firm, because the firm had ne roof, but they wuz all occupled, an'| faith in ite oldest and most valued em- when I fin'lly did strike shelter an’ got|ployees! Timeservers and office poll- my breath I found I'd lost th’ kid an’|ticlans flourished, but the good men, that my ralment an’ intoxicatin’ beauty | the efficient men— had ran down into my white China alk! And Mr. Jarr was now dofling with shirtwaist, makin’ it look Ike it wus| outraged indignation, when he heard washed in th’ same water with @ pair|e@ sibilant “P-ss-st!" and looked up uv purple socks. Also th' dampness u?! to behold Gus, the genial and popular my olothing made it cling lovingly to{ proprietor of th om the corner, my figger, showin’ with painful dis-j standing in the doorway of the main tinctness just where added curves wus|entrance to the flats that over pasted on. Well, I slunk home by th'/ the cafe. This entrance, with its hall- line what ‘went through most tunnels. and stairs, was just at the back An’ it wuz bed for mine at 8." nd adjoining the family entrance to “Didn't any one offer you an um-|Gue’s place on the side street. brelia or @ rubber coat or something?” Jarr came to a halt. Hie ‘morbid “Say, how'd yuh know what I had tn yw away as hé looked into th’ tins everything jexion, an’ blow- It wus ike me dnesday: August 133.1913 The Stories of Famous Novels By Albert Payson Terhune Coperighe, 1018, ty Ter Prem Pubtishing Op. (The Now Tort Grening Wertth, NO. 60—SINTRAM; by De La Motte Fouque. IORN of the Fiery Eyes was holding noisy Christmas earouse at his grim Drontheim castle, Around the board im his vaulted banquet had eat his vassal knights, their drunken shouts and 7 laughter vying with the roar of the vintry storm outside. Suddenly the door leading from the sleeping rooms burst open and a Wild-taced boy, dishevelled and frightfully pale, dashed into the hall. He was Sintram, old Btorn'’s only son. Seizing hie father in panic terror, | Sintram screamed: “Death and Another are pursuing me!” While Rolf, an old squire, soothed the affrighted iad, the knights silently shrank away from the board. All of them knew the history thet jlay behind Sintram’s crazed words. Here, in brief, fe the story: | Some years earlier, at a Christmas revel, Biorn had taken a rash oath to Kill the next foreigner who might chance to halt at his castle. Gearcs \had the vow been made than two German merchants knocked for admit- tance at the gate. Biorn ordered his followers to say them. And he called on Death and the Devil to record ‘hig oath. His lovely wife, Verena, hurried forth from the castle and by her mere presence intervened to save the strangers’ lives. But as she did so two halt visible crea- tures slipped past her into Sintram’s room. The child woke screaming with fright. Ever since, et Christmas time, Sintram was obsessed by nightmare that Death and the Devil were haunting him. Verena had long since withdrawa to @ convent. Gintram, ieft to his brutal father’s companionship, was as flerce and undisciplined as a wolf. Ae the years went on the boy grew to powerful young manhood. He was his father’s comrade on murderous raids and forays and grew to be well-nigh @@ much dreaded as was Biorn himself. And yearly, at Christmas’ time, came the ghostly pair to haunt him. One day Sintram, at the head of his men-at-arms, beheld « party of strangers landing from a ship. He led his followers against them. But a knight in shining mail et the head of the voyagers overcame him in single combat and would have elain him but for the pleas of a beautiful woman, who bade him spare the fallen. ‘The etranger knight was Folko of Montfaueon, The woman was the Laéy Gabdrielle, his wife. They accepted Sintram's humbie invitation to become guests of Biorn's castle during their stay in Norway Almost at once, after their arrival at the castle, Sintram found himself hope- lessly in love with Gabrielle. As walked alone one night, striving to crush back this love, he was accosted by a strange, dwarfish man, who rose from the rank grass in front of him and who introduced himself as “The Little Master.” ‘Thie dwarf began to sing the praises of Gabrielle and to point out to @intram various easy waye whereby, the young man might slay Folko and make Gabrielle hig wife. intram, fearfully tempted, nevertheless resisted the Little Masters prompt- ings, and at last fled from Biorn'a castle to be away from the cause of his temptation, To a rocky abode in the mountains he fled. But the Little Master followed and renewed his praises of Gabrielle, telling of methods whereby her husband could be killed. Another guest also visited Sintram, sometimes; there in his solitude: @ shadowy, ghostly creature—whether ghost or humay the youth couldn't decide, At last Folko and Gabrielle left Norway, The temptation was removed. Sintram had conquered. Word came, while he still abode in the mountains, that Blorn was dying. Sintram mounted his horse, and, followed by his dog, eet forth at nightfall for his father’s castle, As he rode through a weird val- that seemed peopled by hideous shapes he became aware tha’ he was not alone on his journey. At one aide of him rode a cloaked figure on a white horse from whose neck hung a tolling bell At the other side trotted a mis shapen little man. The usually gallant dog and warhorse cowered in fear, ‘A ray of moonlight showed Sintram who his companions were. The rider on the white horse was Death. The other was the Little Master—whom Sintram now khew for the Devil. The Little Master again urged him to fly to Gabrielle. Death said fiothing, but raised high an hour glase whose sands were all but gone. Sin- tram, knowing he must choose between them once and for all, bade the Little Master in God's holy name be gone. ‘The Little Master, affied fury, fled from him forever. And Death's once hideous face took on iow of wondrous beauty and gentleness. And togetner the two riders travelled through the dawn to Blorn’s dying ped. For it was Bjorn, not Sintram, whom Death had com: rom earth, nn nnn eee f Just Summer Suggestions t GAAAARa pn poanatdterannaeecorbdnapantnbo Coprright, 1012, by The Prem Pubdlienmg Co, (The Now York Evening World). + 4-HOT WEATHER DISHES. & thin slice of tongue or ham in the UDHOUGEL there are many | bottom of s ramekin or glass punch “tractive and delicious dishes CUP. Put one ex in each. and pour that are acceptable in warm |oVer it the still warm consomme, Place weather, most of them require too A sprig of parsley stuck in many ingredients, SIMPLE summer Gishes are what we want to know about, Here are two: Eggs Glace—To a pint of consomme er chicken broth add enough powdered gelatine to make it j-ly without get- ting tough. Boll a number of eggs untf the whites are set and the yoke still goft. Ghell the eggs carefully eo that you don’t pull them apart. Place Ada the grated rind and the juice ef @ small lemon, Stand on ice. When it'ts per- tectly cold add a half teaspoonful of vanilla, Halve and quarter six bananas. Sprinkle them with finely chopped nuts and pour the ice-cold syrup over them, . {related to my uncle or I never would mind?” a burst ovt. ‘No, nobody offered o1 Sunday. They didn't get th’ chance, But I wuz goin’ to tell yuh bout one uv them wet-weather Wil- to-day, anyway, He wus next on let, Yuh know no decent lookin’ ever caught tn th’ rain ¢ latest-thing-in-tweeds don't in’ offer th’ shelter uv his umbri ras her door. ‘ell, a couple of times T accepted to enve @ delikit hat or somethin,’ but T always ended the conversation on th’ outside uv my residence. An’ so this ‘a’ fell in with him—I don't never meet these here plumbers’ assistants myself. ‘They don't use this phone, “It geome he'd been wavin' up his lunch money with th’ object uv takin’ Yours Truly out an’ splurgin’, An’ he aid, sevin' as how it'd been eo muggy, wouldn't it be pleasant to go an’ tak ® whirl in th’ breakers first an’ then doth’ place up brown? “Uv course I had no Intention uv actually goin’ IN th’ water, but I acen & moth rin’ around my bathing | troubles thought he eyes. wealth of face and saw real trouble written there. “Where're you going @o early, lands- man?” asked Gus, in @ subdued tone, And he took @ gulp of coffee, It must have been very hot or else Gus's w teara coming to Gus's “I'm going to work,” replied Mr. Jarr. “Want to get down a little early and make @ flying start, after being on va- cation for two weeks," for Mr. Jarr coming of cooler weath- er, The trousers are in the regulation knicker- bocker style, finished with walstbands, The shield is separats and is sted = unde? tha sult last wei have. thing, der’ an' I thought it'd be jus’ as well to give it @ airin’ on th’ beach. All the way down he kep’ talkin’ what a swell time we wus goin’ An’ then, if yuh please, where | do yuh think that spud led me to? The Municipal Bath House! with a corsage bouquet uv rubber vi'- lets to wear in th’ water an’ every- “Well, it wus hopeless, anyway. There was about a quarter of a million peo ple standin’ In line before us, Bo I sex: ‘Them people'll use up all th’ water before we get in,’ I sex, ‘so let's mean- “An go we did some uv th’ cheaper things (anything over a dime an’ suddenly lost his ey him have his picture took holdin’ my ak figures that are pene an’ a expression like bob veal on map. 1s wus charity to be kind tol take @ chance meetin’ HIM agatat’ “For your kids, yes, it should be done,” sald Gus eorrowfully, “for any married wife, no! I ain't got no kids, but I got a married wife, Lena. Look, It I was @ bum like that Dinkston feller, maybe I'd be treated right!" “What's the matter now?"~ “At it again, she is, my wife, Lena,” added Gus, as though he had other wives by other names. “So I must come down to the door to finish my fruehstiok —my breakfamg-where she can't bawl me out on account of the neighbors, Ed Charr, you are @ lucky feller. You got a job what ain't on the premises. Never be @ retail dealer in beers, wines, Nquor and cigars. For then your wife lives upstaira and always calle you down!" But whether or not he meant down- staira Mr. Jarr couldn't tell, And with @ lighter heart to realise others had thelr troubles, too, he went big wey, one time when a siick-lookin’ thing in brown asks ¢f he can't assist me I ees ves. An’ he lopes alongside, observin' how wet the rain wuz, when all uv a sudden a bie husky hurls up behind and like to knocks me fiat, at th’ same time anatchin’ th’ umbrella frum over my head an’ administerin’ a blow with Kin loaded hoof to th’ gent what wus} holdin’ it. “Well, of courre, yuh cin imagine T wus naturally surprised an’ walted fer & explanation, But his nthe wuz al- ready in th' dim distance an’ still mak- In’ time. An’ the hunky, In a dry-gin temper, sex th’ guy had jus! s umbretia frum the brass rail uv him tna cae. An’ he ways had to lick a feller rained fer the mame thing. “Well, do yuh think I wus goin’ to bout to| An’ me he ight) an’ I let biouse. For the 4 year size, thi Poult of one material require 3% yards of ial 27 in. wide, 2% yards 3% or 3 ' on 37 yards 44; Pattern 7978 is out in atzes for boys of & 4 and 6 years. 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