The evening world. Newspaper, April 6, 1914, Page 14

President, 68 Rew. Satya "how, rj For Tnsiane ‘and the bn any and all in the Tnternational Count etal Unie, + $0.98 STARTLED.: F ANY lingering doubt remained es io how the I. W. W. agitators deserve to be rated in the estimation of the public the riots in Union Square last Saturday afternoon removed it. The vpectacle of « gang of professional miechief-makere raging Gnd fighting through the streets in an effort to take posscesion of an @tderly menting of organized workers is one that New York does not wish to ceo ted, Three peeceable meeting of organized lsbor in Cooper Union. Stung by I to descend upon the out-of-door meeting of the Oentral Fed- Union on Saturday with « climax of riot calculated “to startle eity.” ‘They did startle the city. They otartled it to ection. They tartled it to a resolve that eelf-respecting labor must be protected fyem tha insulting pretensions of professional vagrancy and foul- mouthed lawlessness. They startled every decent citizen to demand that, if the time has @eme when cracked heads and summary arrest are the only effective teeatment for I. W. W. trouble-makers bitten with the “Down-with- (erder-end-to-Hell-withthe-Law” madness, the police shall continue to F. be on the epot to administer increased doses of the cure. — Tt fs time this town realized on two promises—a Police Cemmiestoner end Spring. +4 —__—_ THINK TWICE. HE Health Department has arranged thet hereafter pushcart end newsstand licenses shall be granted firet to applicants who are recovering from tuberculosie and need out-of-door * |, Bho Health Department is to establish in ite building at Centre end Walker etreet a restaurant in which all food served at a ten to 4 Tancheon will be 0. K.’d by experts. Any patron who a: fieitle his appetite failing may get free advice from the city as to how : Re can restore it. ; The public is glad to see the Health Department full of thoughts amd plans. But the greater ite confidence in the good intentions of the Department the stronger becomes its demand that the drastic action of closing the public baths be reconsidered. A new administration often sceke to distinguish iteelf by redical changes. A wise administration will not ruthlessly interfere with established habite and comforts until overwhelming evidence can be produced to prove that the new order at least removes more harm than it brings. Is there anything yet to show that Manhattan runs such dire risk from bathing in ite rivers that the effect of cutting off thou- sands from the benefit of cool, healthful, cleanly, hot weather habits can be disregarded ? Did the Health Department weigh the cons ae carefully as the pros befom announcing its sensational decision concerning the Prblic baths? SSS en i “I thought you were cresm” said Deputy Collector af the i Port Jackson to Doc Pease, who Sad him arrested for absent- mindéedly carrying a lighted cigar into the subway. The Mag- fetrate, who let off the victim with words of sympathy and a @uspended sentence, seems to have een something of an alienlst alse. —_+4-—_—___. DORE. HE report that « New Yorker has purchased the collection of Dore paintings which were exhibited at the Chicago fair twenty-one years ago and afterward returned to London, re- tainds es how rapidly our tastes improve. But « brief time aince—ano longer ago in fact that when we were many American children learned to know the Bible, ite, Paradise Lost, Don Quixote and Aecsop’s Fables through the tig, gilded volumes with the wonderful Dore illustrations that uecd to lie on every sitting-room table! Nobody ever drew euch shudderful pictures of writhing, tortured bodies circling in myriads through the caverns of hades. Nobody ever such eery mediaeval cities with crasy houses leaning together fa the night over dark, crooked streets, and spooky towers and eteeples loomsing into the heavens. Nobody ever made such gaunt, romantic Imights, such deliciously dreadful beasts or such fat and terrible giants. But Gustave Dore made pictures that caught your attention, told thetr story and thrilled you the moment you looked at them—which, everybody knows nowadays, is a picayune kind of art. We have put our happy recollections of Dore on the shelf along with the tunes of Ttalian opera and other pleasant rubbish that we talk about only with the distinct understanding that we have outgrown it. Who can be go delightfully old-fashioned as to have paid $500,000 for a Dore collection? achanemepeamltahiaeaanemmsnian . “fi Five yeare ago today Commander Robert E. Peary r Teacbed the North Pole. Hits From Sharp Wits Very often the right thing to bejtween the two may be too | t eald ot the right time le nothing. ° 4 fore eee fall—Commercia! Appeal. ee takes some persons a long time 9 the reason why others| A man may buy literary books for ith show in his library, but when it comes to selecting phonograph rec- ords he reflects his own taste.— Macon Telegraph. A man who vociferously proclaims himeelf your friend probably isn't. eee Not th Stasi something clse.- The Evening World Daily Magazine. Monday. 1AM GOING To USE Your HEAD WHILE | TRUM (¥ SPRING HATS - Tepeated. | weeks ago the I. W. W. tried to run up the red flag in| failure to stampede men who despise and disown them, they, ‘DON'T WOBBLE Your HEAD HSHAKABALAAAAAAARAAAAAANAAAAB ARMAS BS Beware How Far You Trust a Woman BACHELOR GIRL. ‘ By WELEN ROWLAND Cocrricht. 1914. br ‘The Press Publishing Oo. (The New York Evening Work!) EWARE, how far you trust a woman—and how near you trust a man. Love is a sweet, heavenly concoction, into which the devil has thrown a handful of bitters—the souffle into which the chef has spilled | to comprehend why he delights to sit all day in the sun, getting his nose peeled and his neck blistered, trying to catch a fish that he doesn’t want and won't know what to do with when he gets it. No matter how good and wise and noble a girl may be, it always insults her for a man to waste his time telling her about it, whem he might be talking of her eyes or discoursing on her dimples. DON'T WAKE UP JOHN. 1AM ONLY PUTTING MY GREEN Wig ON You I HAVE A ScHene GOTe SLEEP, DONT MIND ME_1 CAN WORK WHILE ‘You SNORE ~ (T'S GOING TO TAKE ME A LONG Tine 00% MIND IF ISLEEP YOU CAN SLEEP BuT You Must HOLDYouR Hep», STRAIGHT. TOHN —And How Near You Trust a Man! FHI HASSBSAAASAIAAAAALANAAAAAKA KALAMA If you don't believe that your husband can be perfectly frank and truthful, Dearie, juet ask him how you look in your new spring outfit. In a quarrel, a woman can always put a man in the wrong, because If he hasn't committed the particular transgression of which she accuses him he has committed so many others that she can soon prove him guilty. “The man who can govern a woman can govern a nation,” eald Balzac. Well—maybe he can, if he has any time or energy left. No matter how well a woman understands a man, she never will be able Lent is the season in which Satan retires from business and leaves Cupid and Hymen to carry on his work. Thevenin and the rest were in Would it were still anowing! ho went he left an indelible trail behind him in the glittering streets; wher- ever he went he was atill tethered to the house by the Cemetery of St. John; wherever he went he must weave with his own plodding feet the rope that bound him to the house and would bind him to the gallows, Two things preoccupied him as he went—the aspect of the gallows at ‘on in the bright, windy phase of the night's existence, for one, and for another the look of the dead man with his bald head and garland of red ‘le. Just at his left hand there atood a great hotel, with some turrets and a large porch before the door, long stood empty. And so he made three steps of it and jumped into the It wan pretty dark inside after the glimmer of the snowy streets, and he was groping forward with outstretched hand when he stumbled over some substance which offered an indescribable mixture of plicit aD aay Domestic Dialogues Ingratitude of Woman! 9.00 A. M. At home. RS, A. (moekly)—Henry, will] tas you do me a favor? L) Mr. A, (because his coffee ie netting well)—Of course, my dear, Whot in it? (sweetly)—T won't have &@ minute's time to get out of the! gion from my house to-day and I do need some- Pair of allk socks? It was half ruin he remembered, and had shelter of the porch, I'm going to léave that all to you, dear, You've got such wonderful 20 A, M, Butway, (cheerily)—Hello, ke ready money this morning, Mr, B. (nolsily)—Same to you and leap and so he may cam fora d ci pele hroat.) Got a little commis- wife this mor Ribbon seven inches wide Mr. B, (blankly)—What Mr. A. (in sheer pity): fi 5 . I'm going to wear|aslinksy looking things they wear) k pussy willow taffeta gown | around their waists, Look something | serving man as well as an excellent to the dinner to-night and I want|like swaddiing clothes, you know. seven; What kind do you think would be inches wide, for a girdle for it.| pretty? Something that'll make it look sweet, 00, ‘What kind of rib-| red my What pattern and mean? 6 (malting bis sheab)..Wbe. is deeply)--Let me wrath I tell you, I'm partial to| ou should ask me suc enrages fo 9m omeenam Tm» Some Historic Word Pictures { Fion?'ty Great dutnors | 23—THE WOMAN IN THE SNOW, by Robert Louis Stevenson HE coast was clear; there was no meddiesome patrol in sight. Still it was judged wise to slip out severally; an himaeclf glad to escape from the nefghborhood of the murdered #till greater hurry to get rid of him before he should discover the loss of his money, he was the first by general consent to issue forth into the street. The wind had triumphed and swept all the clouds from heaven; only &@ few vapors as thin as moonlight floated rapidly across the stars. bitter cold, and by a common optical defect things seemed almost more definite than in the broadest daylight. Villon cursed his fortune, resistance, hard and soft, firm and loose. His heart gave @ leap and he sprang two steps back and stared dread- fully at the obstacle, Then he gave a little laugh of relief, It was only a woman, and she dead. He knelt beside her to make sure upon this latter point. She was freezingly cold and rigid like a stick. A lttle ragged finery fluttered in the wind about her and her cheeks had been heavily rouged that same afternoon. Her pockets were quite empty, but in her stockings, underneath the garter, Villon found two small coins, It was little enough, but it was always something, and the poet was moved with a deep sense of pathos that she should have died before she had spent her money. While these thoughts were passing through his mind he was feeling half mechanically for his purse. Suddenly his heart stopped beating, a feeling of | cold scales passed to the back of his legs and a cold blow seemed to fall upon his scalp. Villoi od and cursed. He threw the two coins into the atreet. He shook his fist at Heaven, Then he began to retrace his steps toward the house beside the cemetery. It was in vain he looked right and left in the snow; nothing waa to be seen. He returned to the hotel with the porch and groped about upon the snow for the money he had thrown away in his childish passion. But he could find only one coin; the other had probably struck sideways and sunk deeply in, With a single coin in his pocket all his prospects for a rousing night in some wild tavern vanished utterly away. And it was not only pleasure that fled laughing from his grasp; positive discomfort, positive pain attacked him as he stood ruefully before the porch. Vy The eae Patliasing Co. @ By Alma Woodward (The New York Evening World) Miss ©. (amiling)—Good morning,] Adolph (rolling his eyes)—Ach, Mr. A. purple! Mr. A.—Adolph, you're a very ob- head walter. Now what color ribbon tion! Von all colors day vare. Von|%—~® Widow! Mr. A. (with doubt)--It 18 a cheer- |pink, von blue, und von green, und——-| Mr. A. (thinking of.all the mental color, Maybe I'll get that, ir, A. (interrupting)—Well what/agony be has undergone that — chor 49 vou Lika Adowpht 1 wish you were! oy . pero 7 OFF LL ST DNR NR i anc ‘April 6; 1914 | —What on earth Little Causes - ea Of Big Wars By Albert Payson Terhune, Courridht. 1914. by The Prose Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World) Nu. 69.—A Boy’s Oath That Led to a 25-Year War. A LITTLE eight-year-old boy was taken from his Albanian home, with his three brothers, in 1411, and was carried to imprison- ment in Turkey. He was George Castriot, son of a mountain princeling whose territory the Turks bad raided and annexed. The four boys were taken by the victors as hostages, George was clever and plucky and good looking. So while his brothers were kept in prison he was brought up to the life of a soldier and courtier. George had a genius for warfare. Before he had passed boyhood he had risen to high rank in the Turkish army. The Sultan changed his name to Iskander (Alexander)—or “Scanderbag"—and made him governor of a province. His three brothers were soon put to death by order of the @ul- tan. And, even as a lad, Iskander swore a terrible oath of vengeance against the slayers and against Turkey. ' ‘ He was far too clever to spoil his chances by showing the grief and mad resentment he felt. The Turks were yearly encroaching more and more upon Cl routing Christian armies, murdering thousands of peaceful men, and their victim’ wives and daughters into slavery. threatened to overrun all Europe, A Blow Iskander watched events closely, and whens the for Liberty. hour was ripe he struck. He captured the Sultan's > 2 Secretary and terrorized him into signing aa turning over the powerful Albanian city of Iskander. Armed with this order, and at the head of a little band of Takan entered Croia. Thence, rousing the Albanians, he on Turkey. In a few months all of Albania was in his power. nity and proclaimed himself Christendom’s sworn champion against His vengeance had begun. hered an army of fifteen thousand mount kander met and thrashed this army—almost three times as large as ‘his own—and seized more Turkish territory. ! For the next quarter century the war raged. Army after army was hurled into Albania from Turkey, and always Iskander drove back the in- vaders with heavy loss. Records of his time—possibly exaggerated—eag that he slew no less than 3,000 Turks, first and last, with his own hand. | For twenty-five yeara Iskander and his gallant little forces served as a barrier between Turkish invasion and Christian Europe. With a larger ‘army he might perhaps have conquered all Turkey. But while the nations jof Europe applauded and honored his heroism, they gave him no help; | being content to stand aside and admiringly watch him protect them frem the Moslems. At length, in 1467, sore stricken with years and hardships, Iekander lay = dying. Word was brought of a new Turkish arnty’s eo———————r——rr® approach. For the first time the hero could not lead: The Fate his troops in person against the foe. of a Hero. “He bade his men go out against them, carrying & his standard,” writes the historian, Ellis, “and at mere sight of the banner the enemy fed.” Dying, Iskander was succeeded by his son, who sold Albania to the Venetians. And they in turn sold it back to Turkey, rendering useless the quarter century of heroic defense. The Turks dug up Iskander’a body and crue tay bir} bones into amulets; regarding them as sacred and magic relics of a demigod. The City of Loneliness. By Sophie Irene Loeb, Covwriaht. 1914. by The ress Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World) YOUNG woman writ ha he puts forth little effort to A “L am the lonellest woman in| create tho spirit of comradeship, ang New York, and I am sure there | jun Jones the friendship she so ear- {p= are many others| We must all realize that this world aE similarly situated. |{s a mirror which reflects just what I am doing cler- Soanty Page ernest need to have ol ace an foal work in 92 ¢riends about her, | Sure '@ draw office and earn- It often happens that the moat ing enough money | homely girl is one of the most pop- to pay my board! War. Then there is the girl who ‘and room and to |10t# the same thing every day with- out varying it, that the very sam dress fvirly well. more loneliness than s! 1 work very hard bayohn gael eae * to beige busi- es man that one of the all day long and ithings to do is to cultivate the eer then gotoacheap|quaintance of two or three girl a. + restaurant for my | friends “aimilarly situated.” dinner, Almost any girl, if she makes up cannot very |her mind to it, oan form ttle clubs out alone at night, and there- to go to good moving picture shows fore it ovens ae! little oF bade or inexpensive concerts and even well or any change in my routine of life, dance halls proper coe weoderce if there i) re way Sateen gl overcome the monotony of it." In this forth It Is quite true that more lonolineas | energy ward eekina’ Ore Pint ‘kind exists in @ great city like New York | of recreation ahe may find It, since than in other places, In a small town |everywhere there are ‘noble man or city it 1s posstt women organizing various kinds acquainted and amusement centres which are easily easily than in the metropol accessible to the working business reason is plain, There are so many | woman, Who knows what happy as- kinds of people that in self-protection |sociations may result? it is unwise to make promiscuous} In the matter of loneliness the acquaintances. thing is to do something that It 1s a problem. But the solution |avoid the aame old routine, The mot- Nes with the individual girl rather|to for the amusement seeker ie: than with lonely business women as| If you ha’ a class. Very oftén the cause of lo! Hines {s within the girl herself. 1s cut in twe Pieces is a favorite for all the simpler gowns, This one with its two wide tucks ts well adapted to washable matert- als, as well as to those of silk and of wool, The two wide tucks give breadth where fashion requires breadth, yet are simple and mean no diMiculty in the 4 making and tuc! always launder well, In the pie. ture striped cot- ton eponge ef light weight Is shown, but the skirt is just as well adapted to taffeta and to fou- . ~ lard, Mr. A. (stopping confidentially)— At 4 PM. having quizzet erery one, For the medium Say." Mine “Ce do you wear ribbon | Mt bho iy tke raat te TR ae i size the skirt will girdles? Ob, yeh, you've got one on. | ilke the commissary department liend’ of the Us D HAA require 6 yards of Well, I'm going to get one for my |* Arm.) material 27, 81-2 wife. What do you think’d be/ Mr. A. (graciously)—I want som yards 86 or 44 pretty? thing very pretty in a girdle for inches wide, The Miss C. (enthustastically)—Oh, that) dy width at the lower new shade that they call tango, by! Saleslady (sizing bim up)—Some- ff Ain = edge is 1 yard. and TINS. all means. It's perfectly beautiful; thing in lavender or gray, although E 30 inches, » ‘and it's the latest, you know. bist ay otrlpae Bre: the latent, el A, ? | Mr, A.—I guess I'll take black, any-| ++ 8232—Two- 1.00PM. At Tanah, jhow. You can’t go wrong on lack, Pattern Ne. Twe-PleesTucked Okirt, from 23 to 80inoh~ 22 to 30 Waist. es ‘waist measure, Call at THE BVENING WORLD MAY MANTON PAGEION | indies do mont of the ladies who| tomething pretty and attractive? 1 BUREAU, Donald Bullding, 1 Weet Thlrty-sscond street Adolph (in distress might have known! With that black ate » corner Sixth avenue and | dress and a black girdle I'll look like New York, or sent by mail om receipt of stampe for éach pattern ordered.