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The Eveni ng World Daily Magazine, 1913 Monday; October 20, To Give Bvening World will ‘Baise! The “Row t Got My First ‘whee ealary. the paper, Address VENTH INNING “SINGLE” RUCK PROMOTION. © was shipping clerk at $%. This Jast summer we organized a baseball team, which was approved by the oss who was a “fan” himself. ‘We played about twenty games dur- fing the season, finally ending with team from our bitterest busin fivals, The game was close, the / qcore being 1 to 1 up till the tenth fnning. In the eleventh inning our ret bitter lined out a triple, and @hen it was my turn to bat. As I @Avanced to the plate the “Boss” @houted: “Drive him in and you get raised!" This gave me additional Rope and I was fortunate enough to fit @ single, which brought in the winning run. The ‘Boss’ perso: ally complimented me and raised me @ BAMUFL W. SILBERMAN. No. 99 Prospect avenue, Bronx. GOT TO WORK AHEAD OF TIME EVERY DAY. “How much do you expect for a @tartT’ asked the boss. I replied @hat I would rely on his judgment. ‘This seemed to please him immense- ly, and I was put to work for $% @ week. For the nrst few weexa I came to work dally at 7.45, instead of 8 A. M., and cleaned up the office and factory and put everything in Its Place. The third yk, after I @eived my pay envelope the boss veoted me to open !t and count the @oments. I did so, and to my sur- @rise I found it contained $7 instead % SOLOMON 8. AGRANOFF. jo. 73 East One Hundred and Fifth @treet, New York City. LEARNED THE BUSINESS DUR- NG LUNCH HOURS, { was very much interested in @ur business, which was preparing hair to be made into awitches, I de- termined to learn this work secretly. ‘My opportunity came at lunch hour ‘when every one was out and I ‘was left to take care of the place. I @at down near one of the working tables and made an effert of prepar- (ng the hair, but failed. I was not eas!ly discouraged. Every lunch hour found me at this work trying to mas- ter it. I kept at it steadily for six weeks and at the end of that ti: was able to do the work as well @ome of the other men. 1 soon cons iDiar ll y of a By Alma HAVE menny things to make me mizrabul and az no-won kares to Uasun to the trodels uv a lttul boy I will poar owt my sole in my diry, Pa sez Whenn enny won feels bad thay poar owt there eole ‘ike whenn thay sing and @hey're in aggoni he sez, And then ma ees he ain't got no mewslk in his sole, ut she is mucch mistaken b when we are walkin and we mee herdygerdy he swings his hand in time t@ it Bo he must have mews'k in his eole, ‘Well, now I will bee-gin to poar owt MX ole abowt the things what make @e migsabul. Won uv the things is the lest in my bloomers. It stops bein’ Yestfk so soon and thenn the bloomin’ @loomers bee-gin alippin’ doun and I @on% do nothin’ all day but keep hystin’ fem and the fellers keep guyin’ That is won uv the mort @hiags that make me mizrabul, Then there is owr hired girl. Gon't treet me with respekt. importen ews te do it yerselff. whats the use uy makin’ yerselff miz- ““S’Matter, P eee — I'M GONNA OF Ix SUMP IN( AN’ You C4N GET READY A DOLLATR WHEN > J FINISH POY © cash prise of O25 for the best account of story must be true in every detail aua subject to confirmation. Tt just give the writer's actual experience in obtaining his first increase of Oonfine your narrative to 850 words or less—preferably less. Write on oO THERE TOOLS ME “Pirst Raise Bditor, Bvening World. vinced my employer of my ability in this line. He was very much sur- Prised and T a little later found §2 More than usual in my weekly pay envelope. JACOB PFAU. No. East Pighth street. WON RAISE IN ROUMANIA TYING CRAVATS, About twelve years ago I was an errand boy in a men’s furnishing store in Roumania. Once the clerk was out. Only the boas and I were in the place. Two young men came in and asked to be shown hand-made bow ties, Then they ask- ed how to make them, The boss did not know. As they were leav- ing the store without the tes I told the boss that I knew how to make auch ties, as I had noticed how the clerk made them, We called back the young men and I showed them how to make the tles, and made a sale of four. The boss smiled and at the end of the month I got a two francs (forty cents) raise, OTTO. MELTZBR. s 6 Grattan street, Brooklyn, OBSERVATION AVERTED TRAG- EDY AND REAPED REWARD. T obtained a position as an order “BETTER WATCH OUT WHAT THAT “THERE YOUNG ONE DOES WITH Hem ? 99 eh RY By Rye ye nee bth ac aticnad ee wer Yen Fivening World.) ny p ee EAN 7S ARRAN AR RAATRR RN AARON RONAN YOuR IDEA 19 COMMENDABLE You SEE ITS CONGIDERED CORRECT To ENCOURAGE IMPULSES IN CHILDREN NOW DAY 5, IF THEY ARE, DIRECTED To SOMETHING OF COURSE THAT DOESNT MEAN To NoY WEEP YouR EYE (CPEELED- Au: Taint THA WAY I wut Matej , But ITS NOT T3EING SMATTER Re DWNT YASAY YA Wound 61vE Tp. cup iV. MESSAGES. 1 and Now ee enn) hore ||| Great MenasI Knew Them By Mrs. Gen. Pickett. 7—JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER. ren ork Copyright, 1919, ty The Pree Pui IN THE Quaker poet thought and life, bing (The New York Evening World), ines we see the man in all hie variations of from the tenderness of the pines on Ramoth Bad to the terrific tndignation expressed in “Ichabod,” in which Re wrote of hia former political idol, “When faith | dies, the man ts dead!” Hawthorne called Whittier " « youth to whom the Muse han perversely assigned a battle trumpet.” call of that trumpet atill sounds through the years, Through his Ufe work Is shown the influence of the two women who ware Nearest him--hia mother, whose loving encouragement helped Aim to over come that whioh lay in his path to ouccess—and the sister whose admiration ef dis youthful verse wae unfailingly enthustastic and whore aisterly pride led her secretly to wend one of his poems to a paper, the editor of which, Mfr, WilKem (Lioyd Garrison, saw such promise in the lines that he made search for the unknown author and, having found him, used all effort to secure for htm wider opportunities. “I should know your surroundin,#, even if T had not seen them,” I eat “You have pictured them so accurately in your poetry that I could go among your hills and woods and find each place. I can see the low green meadows and the brook rippling, Jaughing, by the garden, 1 hear the clack of the mille acrons the woodland and faintly in the distance the deep tone of the sea.” “That jn what I wish thee to see and hear,’ Whittier replied, his winning amile lighting up hia grave, kind face and glowing in his lovely brown eyes. “It was the greatest nature poet of the world, Robert Burns, who taught the value of the near-at-hand, I had a fancy that Poesy dwelt on the of Olympus and that { would have to construct a high ladder tn order elim up to it, when, lo, that Master of the Evenyday' that etretches around us showed the Jewels in the pebbles at my feet and the flowers blooming on the hills around me. And who knows better than he the Geart of cur neighbor in all ite shades of joy and sorrow?” “There are whole volumes of poetry in your poplar trees.” ‘A tree ja Nature's epic, having Uife, majesty, color, grace and that tm pression of permamence which makes for grandeur.” Twice did the good Quakers amiable acceptance of the representations ef £ ele the example of our earliest forefather and eay that the woman did it. But tt fe @ fact that @ good Indy, who was more accustomed ¢o indulge in imasine- thons than to sift evidence, gave me the story and I 4i4 write therest. But she did not mean to deceive me.” “Nobody can deny that your Barbara Frietehie’ has eééed « thrill to American Itterature,” I eaid comfortingly. “Kven (f Stonewall Jackson and boy in a largo drug sore, after oa neither of school hours, for the diminutive sum mich Dame Frietchie ved. And though she was not wave a flag of $2.50 per week. We had as a (and if she had been dt would have been a Confederate one cam eagt pteady customer a Mr, Marshall, that the poem {# not inapiring, Stonewall and Harbare peacefully who was a sufferer from rheuma- under the datstes as tf mo one had rf mentioned them characters: tism and always had his preserip- in that exctting drama. And 1 am sure the eturdy eld Coufederate would have tions filled by the drug clerk. One cherished no enmity against you (f he had known that you suspected btm of afternoon the cierk said: “Here, ‘shiv'ring tho window’ of a ninety-year-old dame.” youngster, wrap this bottle and “There {s another mistake that cannot be so casily passed ever, Curae bring it to Mr. Marshall.” Before perpetuated @ wrong Cone to @ man whose heart wee warm toward af Ge wrapping tb. nplleedithet vie Rags The NOW Bess—the Bess that belongs to to-day—is answering a call wo 3 found the tradition of cringe ene Ee epasgrol the treames ‘ nad erent color than | ¢,, coast. And it was not until years later knew the unfortunate usual and also a strange odor, 1 | {0M Bob. And as she) sits, REDDY, E8y; Ohd ‘tree! a8 & bird, Vatening poo age . vas the victim of a cruel falsahood and that t was encther notified the clerk, but he paid no-|to the voice of her own Bob who is safe and sound in his leathor-padded ‘and far different person who had been guilty of that cowardly) ection.” attention to my comments, I then |revolving chair, I wonder if her thoughts ever wander to the picture be- I could not give the repentant poet any comfort on that point £ Gag went quietly to my employer, who |hind her head. A picture of a lady, ‘way back in the dim mediaeval times, Woe would not like to have to depend upon doves now, Yet who shall! made myself read that gruesome "ride" once and had marveled that @ @greed with me, and said that some- thing was wrong, and he Instantly eet to work and analyzed the bott contents, In half an hour he turned from his laboratory and held out his hand to me. “My son,” he said, “that bottle contained poison and was put up by mistake. You have probably saved Mr. Marshall's On the next pay day my gal- 'y Was increased $1. SAMUEL LIBBER, 624 East 16th street, Bronx, Little Boy Woodward Copyright, 1018, by The Press Publish ing Co, (The Now York Evening World), reed abowt that fer a long time and then I told my muther abowt ft, and she sed nevver mind haf the peepul wi have ‘em o bills. me, but it didn't, @bood be perlite whenn I ask her to dojwhenn yer well and itz good fer you @hings, 80 I do be perlite and all she! whenn yer sick, Will you tell mejand going. Now that T have kompleeted my list, wabdul bein’ perlite and thenn have that |I will leave it to the judgment uv enny She eed thay don't Pay the groser or the bootehur or the beer-man ecether; thats how thay kan have ‘em. She thot that wood konsole I know tt is wrong 0 tle had been attracted by eo dreadful a story. My sympathy weat to the broken-hearted old akipper whore last years were spent in hiding the world that he loved, ruined by the blunder so readily accepted fgg’ who is answering a message from a@ brave hero in clattering armor, who wrote to her on the battlefield, Does Bess think of THEN, when milady and her lover sent messages to each other by snowy doves across ice tipped mountains? Suppose the doves should die or be lost! The knight would not know that his sweetheart said “ and he might return never more. 3 The Confessions of Arsene Lupin (Copyright, 1918, by Doubleday, Page & Ce.) say which is better: the phone or the carrier pigeon? Yes, the telephone je quicker, surer, But the uncertainty of those winged messengers made much romance and caused many a sleepless night full of heartaches,| 7 6, of atarblehead. which, they say, is really the part of @ love affair that Bessies enjoy the ‘In his own couree through life Whittier proved the value of his e¢meniiiens mest. 1 «| nc Ria “Join thywelt to some unpopular but noble cause, if thou woukst euesse/™, Latest, Best Adventures of Fiction’s Thief Genius “You vitiain! fore we part? You won't? Then good- @ moment, confused. {a alarm. You'll be laughing on leaving Lupin fastened down to the: by, G yo ble!" ( lor the other aide of your mouth before He at once moved his free erm SYNOPSIS OF _PBRCROIKO Sharan. pe og Meolib and's lene iseve gol eouaiate Le Meets re inane Ace ing hes surned yen: ent long.” tried to release himself; but eS Me oe en die ater mete he He closed his eyelids and aid notatir tor? * © ® ‘The Examining Magia- “I don't know, © © ® I can't think.” "I doubt it” at the first attempt, that HBO fants Wy prema Lavin, Je again defore Mme. Dugrival’s return, (ratet © ° 8 Oe ce aare Y Canaan eesre and eald to her wire wrande that bound ti, pair Dugrival al . 7! She nt oe: . ° ‘once more 10 her daa the nat, ealeg hg ale aad mag Se Os utas berore 12. Sn tiark S'* ¢ Ther a nomen ee * wae oma RE comet nephew; ed with fever and pain, what could y C dt Fe seems erextly excited: They Hatened and the widow went Into Sho dared not mova walting for “What would you got” do tn the hyd breray +4 or fant, going dieser a HEN "I have the money,” she sald to her the hall, She returned, furious, exas- what would come next. And one thing ‘Fasten his arm again and let's be meee ie to him before pursed to Health ins secret roam of the mephew, ‘Run away. 1 Join you in porated by her failure and by the scare qbove all terrified her, the fact that off,” ho replied. ce a Os out nis A Pngrival ime and, wakes one morning £0 1104 the moter down below. Which she had received: | | there was no missile on the floor around A hideous suggestion! It meant con- bef vs ree ven tila down "in front of him and draws @ valor, uty ee There's nobody there * © * It must them, although the pane of glass, as demning Lupin to the most horrible of be yrs Oe anes fy} jhe declares hia life for t ‘I dont wan't your help to finish him lave, been the neighbors going oUt wus clearly visible, had given way be- all deaths, death by starvation. Ethie tiptinn ys ug franca; T can do that alom, Stil, if you We have plenty of time. © * © tore the crash of a heavy and fairly id the widow, "He might atill s#tounding series of acelents et tie Hike seeing the sort of a face w Ah, Lupin, you were beginning to make jarge object, a atone, probably. find a means of excape, 1 know some. to Any Interference on the part CHAPTER Iv. eve © Pass me the Merry! * * © The knife, Gabriel. Attar 2 while, abe looked under the hing tater than that” Other win they woud not hawe (Continued, t's in my room. ded, jer the chest of drawers: She took down the receiver of the tele- ted themselves wi ese extra- and feteh it,” Jinary manifestations, but would Rave Gabriel handed her the revolver and rescued him for good and alt “Nothing,” the widow continued: 'No,” eald her nephew, who waa also she said. Phone, waited and ask “Number 822.48, pleas: The Infernal Trap. Gabriel hurried away, The widow to o bills, but the kwestshun Is ft N angry shiver passed through = “trave you burnt o " stamped with rag ‘sh ¥ Tse And the prospect of what was coming wronger to o bills than It ts knot to his frame as he aaw the im- «yey Ene Ri papeen? '@ sworn to do it! @ A Touy eure Si FARA BRE eR BBS aul’ a i tar th Prtmina) jeriteted | Bi MnwHiATly, He areas that there is a subjik fer deebatt. ‘Ob, ‘ Machel iat, Rave Cone for, be off. ‘The shots may bring Aya ‘have phot my oath every fall me * * * you finish him off” Chie€ Inspector Ganimard there? ‘with which the Incredible me There is won more thing in my Ist, skin ; pel OR De buried the neighbors, They must find buth mand aveping ai e 1 Gabriel confeaxed © 8 ¢ In twenty minutes you vuld be greeted on the morr ‘To and then I will be throo with my trobul: ie ek eal eee fi empty." “I'm frightened also Tm worry! & * * However! n action, so to speak om my trobuls. | ay all that! Iaisten to me. e went up to the b Takei I Gn. my. Rneeret “sol ## * atill.” whe aret, Whi 0 ive him this bi . The last thing Js milk tost, 1 hate milk|“'yut ne interrupted himself, The young “Are you treads. Lara yt ‘before Heaven age ‘ish dine o 08d Ghar Dare pee ae © eee fell, by an imposing detaei- tont. I hate it worsern ennything on| man's eyea wore the cruel expressioN Ready’ not the word. I'm burning Tey uty ake iy ey 1a Rat Gn Be Gone: Micclas Duprival © © © Ask Mim co (uOt Of aiveranrlon, WAS Coy ome the erth. And Jua’ bekause I hate it #0, which he ney #0: mah. Wes was (he with impatience.” ve Fa need Wine saak ane Making one last effort, whe returned come to my flat, ‘Tell him to open the ped up, gathered up, in such oon it 19 the wet thing on erth fer my biter yf i he anaried, “I'm aot ve you any request to make of jerry ay you did! © ® ® Lord, one to Lupin and grasped Mix neck with looking gihss door of my wardrobe was really too silly. helth, And evvery time owr hired girt| "! i hike a dog! Oh, if her stiff fingers. But Lapin, who waa and when he has done so he will seo "And Lapin, who had so often scoffed. wetz mad at me fer steclin’ her best peg re or watching her pallid face, recetved @ that the wardrobe hides an outlet Which qt others, felt all the ridicule that was Kleenin’ raga for kite tales, she keepa | guftening all his muscles, he tried to very clear sensation that she would makes my bedroom communicate wih falling to his share in this ending of the me.|remindin' my muther that mik tost i#/purst his bonds, making @ Violent effort not have the courage to Kill him, To two other rooms, In one of these he Duxrival husiness, all the bathos of aly the best thing fer my health, That ts that drew a cry of pain from him “Il her he was becoming something sacred, will find a man bound hand and f lowing himself to be caught In the what I call a lodowmeen way he. upon his bed, exhi ee oeeeman pera) 1p Se next worlds Invulneratle. A mysterious power Was It iw the thief, Dugrival’s murderer. widow's infernal trap and fio Shallever. ‘The funny ting ater wher | “Walls he muttered, vue ABT fo: atyp hn trom ft into his heart protecting him against every attack, & * © © You don't believe me? * * * ing To the police Mie Ma aed Tleloppy stuff Is that {tz good for you|moment, “it's as the widow @ald, my | he shrugged her shoulders and put shivering. © * * Ob Wiioh bed already, saved him ‘elt af, Ganimard: helll believe me right roasted to a turn xoose is cooked. Nothing ' the barrel of the revolver to Lupin's GM Sass would find other mea etting to «ive you the man's name, “Hlow the widow!" he growled. So yuh get it k De Brosindis. Taine 4, nett an ‘mle 1 ind nh ect nim against the wites of ee taal bad rather she had cut my throat em@ 0 re suming f an hour passed, an " “I can't tind It anyw again wene t dh 7 a Di ® he sald, “and be sure your if thout another word, she re- ie running back in dismay. T can't make shake, my dear lady, It I pwear. Are you Word of command, eh? Some one Gank ad up bis ears. in the next room ¥ his eagerness would Ge, ‘How you must be “Not at all, upon my word. a f, In your place, moving closer to Lup! that his eyes were shut and ¢ won't hurt you, from my room! receiver, ready? At the his After all, ' ath " 0 htened m: my revenge told to yuh? Anuther thing I got) fare-minded persun if I havint got enuft |reath came evenly, Ike that of @ M2 One, two, three.’ ir mind!" ered the Widow Dus: foe! frig’ , vm of the earth! sere vat + agenst her Ix that she haz no faith In|to make me mtzrabul. And yot ig 1/ecping, But Taplin said: asieep, pcihe widow pulled the trigger, A shot rival. naif demented “All the better! Son ine iat fou wall Ge rescued ine WAY. tow. 7 sual Bold not have acted Mee , my fewchoor, Whenn I speek abowt /shoold want to poar owt my sole to owr | youngster, No; people don't sleep at "ty te Geath?” said Lupin. “That's She seized Lupin by the throat, —that your friends are waiting out- ° Are you coming, Gabri t have opened the éoer betey Prezident she laffs her hed off and | hired girl sheed say: “Have a hart with | moment lke this, Only Lam consoling ¢unny! f should have thought it was cltitched him with her ten fingers, dig- aide? It's out of the question, my fine ni as gently a other person was @o- ges she Kosses I'll be dilivry boy for a) a peece uv livver in tt will yuh and way | myself, Needs must, eh? And then f gomething much more different from sing her nails into his flesh, and began fellow.” Joodby Lupin. You and 1 sha‘n't ing, What other person? Lupin te eotehur. In poaring ow: my sole I) anker and slip away.” That ds slang, am thinking of what Is to come after. life!" to squeeze with all her might. Lupin ‘I know, Tt'a not they defending me « ach other again, I expect, for we mde thre miraaulous inter find that the too things aforesed men-|and slang is next wurst to kussin.|® ® © Exactly. I havea little thes ‘There wan a second shot. Gabriel uttered a hoarse rattle and gave himself nobody's defending me. ere going abroad, But I promise to s intiona $9. whic ie ow 8 pod @hened are enuff to make unnywon|But it seems to me at the end uy a list |OrY of my own @bout that. Fou enatched the weapon from his aunt's up for lost, Well, then © °° 7Ou some sweeta While you're 1 prigan,” it posalbie CAas snare ve matsrabul, but there are menny more. uy mizrabulness, slang is more fitten| Wouldn't think if, to look at me, bands and examined it. Suddenly there was a crash at the “Well, all the #ame, there's some: ‘Chocolates, mother! We'll eat them The next thing 's we ain’: got a @wtermobee!, and thar sertenly does put veh to bed with the bunnch, I wur- Py, a5, asecaaa than @ sweet sayln', so hear goes: Its a rottin’ werld uv ain and trople, I'm the gote; #0—"ishkabubbill* but I believe in metempsychosta, inthe Ah," he exclaimed, “the dullets have window. One of the panes was emashed thing strange at the bottom of it— hody who had protected him the widow, and that that waa now attempting to rescue him? tranamigration of souls, It would take been removed! There are only the per- to pieces. something fantastio and miraculous x too long to explain, however. © © © cussion-caps left!" “What's that? What ts it? etam- ¢h ¢ makes your flesh creep, my fine ™ if a0, who? Ph 1 ay, boy, suppose we shook Dee His aunt and he stood motionless for mered the widow, drawing herself erect, lady.” ig ‘The widow went out with he nephew, (Zo PoC LY aah. —~ + a 4