The evening world. Newspaper, April 28, 1914, Page 16

ey cana ESTABLISHED BY JOSHPH PULITZER. Pe Publish inday by the Press Publishing Company, Nos, 53 0 ed Dally Except Bupsiay, Ny tow, New York. RALPH PULITZPR, President, 63 Park Tow. J, ANGUS SHAW, Treasurer, 6% Park Row JOSHPH PULITZER, Ir, Secretary, 6 Park Row, bhai teaeenenn at the Post-Office at New York as Second-Cinns Matter, ion tes to The Evening) For Enland and the Continent and World for the Uniied States All Countries in the International and Canaia, stal Union oo 09.75 86 Toa ++ $8.50] One Tear.... Month B0lOne Month... eceesceeeee: (eh OURO EIN head nal Lenard hehe eane he VOLUME 54......sccccsscvccscccccecccccsoeeesNO, 19,248 WHAT IT MEANS. 3 T* jingo contingent will find it hard work to discredit media- ‘tion, From covery point of view the offer of Argentina, Brazil y and Chili is timely, courteous, practical. In accepting the 00d offices of these nations, the United States only reiterates and @mphasizes ite desire for peace, its honest wish to help the people of Mexico. Furthermore let nobody overlook the noteworthy fact that the - attion of these South American republics is significant and welcome f that our neighbors to the south know us better then we had % led to believe. Only a few years ago observers returning from South America were wont to inform us that “from the Caribbean to the Straits of Magellan” nations regard us with sullen distrust and hostility based ou “the fear that the United States plans in due season to conquer and @nnex ail of the remaining countries to the south.” ~ ™wo years ago John Barrett, Director-Generel of the Pan-Ameri- an Union, solemnly warned us that ff ever an American force were to land in Mexico . | “We shall begin endless war with all Lattn America and the south of us. “Mighty Brasil, progressive Argentina and Chili, and every other country to the south of us would say: ‘If we let American capital and Americans into our country we may have the in- | tervention of the United States. Therefore. let none come : here.” That would be our fate.” ‘ This seemed wise and cautions counsel at the time. Yet today,| ' with an American Admiral already in possession of a Mexican port, are “mighty Brazil, progressive Argentina and Chili” showing resent- ment and distrust? On the contrary. They come forward as friends and mediators. | | Never has this country’s disinterestedness seemed better understood. | _ _ To the United States mediation means mercly maintenance of » Gignity and purpose, pursuit of peace, opportunity to prove anew to ail Gouth American republics our friendship and good faith. * Mo Huerta mediation means something more pressing. It means | @ chance to extricate himself from an inrpossible position with the )\ Meast hurt to his pride. It means a chance to step down—even with show of self-sacrifice—admitting that tris own nation is etill bigger ‘than eny man init. It meanse chance to walk out instend of waiting te be dragged out. (Will he-eee 4t? eS Sn oy Meanwhile, in the name of Bumantty and national self-re- spect, a mediating hand upon Colorado! ——_4 = —___ UNKNOWN IN ENGLAND? ‘The big southpaw let in « third run with a wild pitch and blew the tying taliy within ecoring distance in the sixth with @ loose chuck past Hal Chase. With that out of bis system lown and would have held the game to eight ee if Buck Weaver had not made a high ehot fm relaying the ball back after Lelivelt's over Bodie’s dome. There wasn't a soul looking for such a throw, consequently nobody backed, up third. That blunder would have prolonged the battle indefi- og * gitely if Collins had not objected in the form of a circuit clout -. * {m the home ninth. “This rare end rediant English hasn’t been studied enough,” de- Glares the Sun, “hasn’t been studied et all in England.” | What about the following from the pages of a famous nineteenth tentury British novelist, the most fastidious of his craft? ‘ Rit fetnted. Quick se lightning he landed a bolt on Ben's Mb just at the toll-bar of the bridge between the eyes and was off out of reach, elastic. Ben's counter fell short by a couple of inches. Ben received a second spanking cracker on 4 the spectacie’s svat; neat indeed; and, poor payment for the +» @ompliment, he managed to dig a drive at the ribs. U Kit had it this time. Attacking Ben's peepers he was bent , . on defending his own and he caught a body blow that sent him 4 hopping five clear hops to the rear. Ben rushed and had an emollient; spouted again and was corked; again and received * 4 neat, red waxen stopper. He would not be denied at Kit's ; door, found him at home and hugged him. Kit got himself to * grass after a spell of heavy fibbing. If the great American game had come within his ken, who says! Meredith couldn't have inked it around the bases with the best? -¢o———_____— But who will mediate with Cole Blease? could have waited safely for an hour while I was looking for an open drug Your readers may talk about your i ‘shaving records all you want. 1|me a few times before, and to others, 4 not .oing to try and beat cny|And I think that something ought to ‘of them. I read of the latest|be done, as some night this walt That was good. 1 thought I'd | might prove fatal, Pais nxt ont tent ie toe, yes: . 1 not on 8 ; Rae vue hot Meal ana powder, | 78 the FAitor of The Evening World: fut 1 want to add that I did the Job| 18 @ man a citizen of the United ‘0 quickly and well that I nearly | States if born in this country, although My throat from ear to ear, being|bis parents are not naturalized? compelled to cali a doctor, who had to SAMUEL 8, four stitche: Can any one beat i? Two witnesses besides the doce er can prove it. |. We April 8. To the Fiitor of The On what date did World: aster Sunday lount Vernor, N. Y. fall in 1904? Ls y Nighe-B: for Druguiste, Ae Eéitor of The Evening World should be a law compelling NOT 60 RISKY, Bgiste to have night-bells. He had risked bis life to rescue the iy # mother fell 1! and I had tojfair maid from a watery grave, an A druggist in order to et some-|of course her father was duly grate for her, After walking around. ful an hour and seeing at least ten| “ teem drug stores locked and with- bells on their doors 1 found bung man,” he sald, “I can never thank you suffictently for our heroic act. You incurred awful risk in Event * forever lose our prestige and influence with the countries to Courage is something finer. It ts a | matter of mental control. In the battle fighting, mountain store, This thing has happened | ng W THE PURPOSE oF THIS S.P.F.Y Souety WILL BE To PREVENT O, SHuT UP You BoNEHEAD | HOW CAN I TALK IF Nou Tats ? CONE OUTSIDE You PIECE oF cHeese | You MUSH | “ Straight From The Shoulder Success Talks to Young Men. ore iw Fork brine Wout Courage. ANY a time all that has come between a young man and “success” has been a battle, or a mountain, or a turbulent tor rent. ‘These are small things to the young man who has courage. They are great barriers only to the young man who has not courage. To the courageous young man & battle is a thing to be won—s moun- tain @ thing to be climbed—a torrent @ thing to be bridged or forded. His mind is busy with plans for achiev- ing the end. He does not yield his mind wholly to thoughts of possible wounds or aching limbs or menacing whirlpools. If he thinks of these things it is only to guard in some way Qgainst them. Even though they in- spire him with terror, he subordi- greater things Bates them to the of achievement, Courage doesn’t consist of not knowing foar. It is the element of personal bravery which enables us to face fear—and drives us to overcome the things which inspire fear. Mere “fearlessness is a combination of blunted nerves and imagination, climbing and torrent fording of busi- neas the young men without courage have no great economic place. A weakling is madé@, not by what he has or what he does or what he is, but as an old general used to eay, “by what he hasn't, doesn't and fen't." He is a negative. The young man who—to coin a word—ts a “strongling,” {s made by what he has, does and ts. He bas courage, It helps him to do great things, no matter what may oppose. He is successful in the end because his courage lifts him over every ob- | stacle, He has that in him which makes him do things.” Hits From Sharp Wits. ‘The more a man has to ebout | the less bragging he ts likely to do. | eee A cheerful loser {s a good pretender, ee What passes for courage t# often the dread of betraying fear, ee e ‘There’ was never anything 80 well done that some one didn't have the |nerve to say that he could have done ‘it better.—Albany Journal, eee ting rarely ever | Forgiving and for Macon Telegraph, . go hand in hand . An hour a day is ugh time to give up to pessimistic thoughts, oe 8 Perhaps the world would be happter | gener. lly if man did really want but Attle here below, . . | was open, I am glad to|saving my only daughter.” “None whatever, replied the ‘6 often overlook much that ts beautify and uplifting,” remarked the Man the Car, “by concentrating our open 8a FARarine Seena or | Just A MOMENT LETNE SAY SOHETHING For THE LOVE oF Mikel! S#uT UP AND 1 DARE Yor LORSTE! er SCARE oe Y DAUGHTER, hear now the Parable of the Sorrowful Cynio, who Sit Down 1 Ot You DON'T Touce ME P WILL IKNOCK BLock OFF. THICK HEADED FIGHTING iw THE STRE! SudGe £m NRE et orld Daily Magazine PREVENTION OF hath found her Occupation gone! For the things whereat she railed are no more; and the things whereat she ecoffed are forgotten. Behold, a MIRACLE hath been wrought in Babylon! Lo, I entered the abode of the bridge-players, and the house where the poker-players had once foregathered. And I was ASTONISHED! * For I recalled their faces greedy of eye and tense of lip; the memory of their tobacco-smoke was thick in my nostrils, and sound of their laugh- ter echoed in mine ears, Yet, behold the place was empty, and the arras drawn! ‘Then I cried out: “Where are they—the bridge-maniacs and the poker-fends of Babylon?’ And a voice answered: “They are all gone to a TANGO TEA!” Then, I wandered unto the gilded taverns and the Lobster Palaces, where once the HIGH LIVERS had congregated. And I remembered their faces sodden with boredom, and purple with wine, and how they ate and ate and drank and drank, and seemed never satisfied. But lo, they were NOT there; and the waiters stood about with hungry looks. And I asked: “Where have they gone—the eaters and drinkers; the buyers of wine and scorners of water? And a voice answered: “They are all dancing the HESITATION!” And I heard the strains of pleasant music, and looked, and beheld that the bachelors had all grown lithe and slender, and the women had cast aside their embonpoint, and they all swayed merrily to # Miting syncopa- tion. ‘Then I wandered out into the villages, where I had seen the GOSSIPS hanging over the fences, tearing their neighbors to tatters, and ripping their reputations to rags. But the place was deserted and silent, and not one of them could I ¢, | find. And I exclaimed: “Where are they—the scandal-mongers, and the tattlers and the Vil- lage Cal And a voice answered: “Halt of them have gone to a ‘Don't Worry’ Club, and the other half to an ‘Uplift Meeting.’ For they have all ccased to be ‘Knockers’ and have become ‘Booster Then I went down into the town, where the Royeterers and the Village Sports had once held forth; but the streets were empty, and J could not hear the clinking of glass And I asked: “Where are they-the Cut-ups and the Merry-makers, who made life hideou :” And a voice answered: “They have all gone to a MOVING PICTURE SHOW!” Then I litted my hands to heaven and eried out in mine affliction: | 20), “Alas, where AM I? Verily, verily, this World is no place for a CYNIC! Fow-behold, there is NOTHING the matter with itt" Belah. ‘ , nor the sounds of revelry. FIGHTING AMONG’ INDIVIDUALS Is Spring a Problem, Or Is it a Pleasure? By Sophie Irene Loeb Come Nt aD ADS RAE HILE the poets are at present filling the columns of press and magazines with the an- nual spring exu- berance, it were not unwise for us plain, practi- cal people to consider it all in the light which it presents itself. Is the present spring & problem or & pleasure? If the sun be shining, may not ‘&@ young man’s fancy turn to @ light overcoat, and then on the morrow in the face of a “Flatiron gale” wish he bad kept on the winter variety & Uttle longer? The sanatoriums are overfiowing with patients of the hg) pleas and a little precaution worth while. * I was talking to some doctors the other day and their note of warning certainly, as one voice, proclaimed: ‘This is ae orst time of the year to get things. ooh yn there Bed ittle Wemat wee fa already pondering over - Ie 4 of housecleanin: During the heavy snows, and, in fact, nearly all winter, she has perhaps been worn out with taking care of the little ones, She does not really realize that the tired feeling she ascribes to “gpring fever’ is in reality a lack of it. Come out into the open, little ‘woman, and bring the children. Old Sol is getting warmer. in the days it does not rain rw at yours should be out taking his life- giving baths. There is plenty of time Ld pecan or tone fnchia| yi jown stem oe There are many places to 'The public parks age generally with- in reach of all, if you will but take the time and trouble to go and show the children the first buds as they surface few minutes earlier these mornings and briskly walk a few squares be- fore taking the ride? That very walk will help to make red corpuscles in your blood and give you the under- Xfanding of the real joy of spring, The day will be less tiresome and pass more quickly. Sad to relate, the spirit of spring has passed Into the full glow of summer before we are aware of It; Just because we fall to take advantage of ite bounties, ‘Though the spring season offers its poetic attractions, its practical uses are the assets of the human, and make for health may fi he market of 7" Tuesday! April 28 tn} AES ET 1 1914 The Story of Our First War With Mexico By Albert Payson Terhune Copyright, 1914, ty ‘The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Krening World), No. 4.—THE TAKING OF VERA CRUZ, HILE Zachary Taylor with his little army had been hammering his way through Northern Mexico until all that region lay at his mercy, Gen, Winfield Scott was invading Mexico by way of the Gulf. Scott's plan was to land at Vera Cruz, the principal seaport, and strike through to Mexico City—nearly 250 miles to the westwari—dthe’ capital. But to land a force at Vera Cruz in 1847 was a very different proposition from landing there in 1914. Scott sailed from New York on Nov. 80, 1846, to take full command: of the American armies in Mexico. He reached the mouth of the Rio Grande early the next January. And there he was obliged to walt, fuming and inactive. Through a blunder at Washington the ammunition, &c., necessarg)to storm Vera Crus had not been sent on on time. For nearly two months Scott waited, while his rival, Zachary Taylor, further north, was adding maw leon victories to his own acore. Scott mobilized 12,000 troops at the island of Labes, | 195 miles to the northwest of Vera Cruz, and when everything was ready had them trarsported to the mainiand near the city. They landed March 9, 1847. The Mexicans considered Vera Cruz the strongest fortified place in all the country, Its defense was reinforced by the nearby island fortress of San Juan de Ulloa. This fortress, or castle, and Vern Cruz itself were called “the Key to Mexico.” And Scott wasted little time in seeking to snatch the key. ‘Within four days after his men landed they had surrounded both strong holds and were preparing to push the siege with a vigor and discipline un-~ known to the slipshod Mexican. Commodore Conners fleet, acting wi Scott, trained its guns against the walls. Then when all was ready Scott called on the city and the castle to surrender. The Mexicans refused) And the Americans opened fire. From fleet and shore batteries the fusillade burst. Shells from mine mortars were thrown with deadly acouracy into Vera Cruz. During the fifteen day siege no less than 250 tons of projectiles were hurled from the Yankee guns. A list of the projectiles used in bombarding Vera Cruz has been saved. It reads: “Two hundred Howttzer shells, 2,600 round shot, 1,000 Pailxham shot and 2,000 ten-inch shells.” It was the ehells naturally that did the chief dama They wrought fearful havoc throughout the city. Hundreda of people were slain by them —many women and children among the number. Buildings were ripped to filnders, and fires blazed forth in one quarter after anothe Under the ceaseless hail of death the garrison soon changed Its mind about yielding to the hated “gringo.” On March 26 the Mexican commander | asked for terms, and three days later both city and fort surrendered, The surviving defendere—about 6,000 in number—marched out from their strong hold to @ plain @ mile away. There they laid down their weapons and gave up their flags. Scott let the soldiers go on their promise to do no more fighting during the war. Many of the men thus freed are said to have broken their parole.” Vera Cruz and San Juan de Ulloa were in Scott's hands, together with 500 pieces of captured artillery and a vast quantity of ammunition and pro- ~ visions. The American loss in killed and wounded during the whole bom- | bardment had been only eighty men. One thousand Mexicans were killed outright. The number of their wounded—always far larg.r than that of the killed—is not known. For the deaths of non-combatants within the walls Scott had been in no way to blame. Before he began the bombardment he had asked the Mexican commander to send out of the city all wom- Seizing the 1 en, children, foreigners and other civilians. The ree | | | “Key to Mexico.” | quest had been refused. Anderson (later hero of Fort ————<—<—<«<<) Sumter and then serving in Scott's artillery) wrote home during the siege: “It really goes to my heart to be compelled to do my duty when I know i} that every shot either injures or distresses the poor, inoffensive women and \ children. * © © The British Consul lost a daughter about fifteen years old, killed by the bursting of a shell.” Vera Crus, “the key to Mexico,” was in Scott's hands, He had gained @ foothold in the enemy's country. And now he set out on the long and perilous march toward the capital. Chapters From a Woman’s Life By Dale Drummond Copyright, 1916, by ‘The Pree Pubiishing Co, (The New York Evening World), CHAPTER XXIII. HE next day I got up deter- | mined to make an effort to go out more with Jack. I knew it was what he needed; that, and the knowledge that he had paid the bills be owed. I would not go to the studio tea the next Saturday afternoon, but I would plan some kind of an outing She ushered us into @ tiny room lined with mirrors, and the fitting commenced. 1 was spellbound, To think that euch a gorgeous creat should concern herself with auch oft dinary matters as skirts and waists seemed almost past belief, } After the fitting, which progressed rapidly, was over, Mrs, Somers amked _// to wee Madame ‘Loraine. In a few gf), moments a medium sized, rather dark \ *- woman, appeared in answer to her -/ be becoming to my friend?” Mrs, Somers asked, then added, "She wants vor articular function, « studio. “If you will come with me,” and Madame led the way'into another room where there were perhaps balt er /a dozen dresses displayed. Aa I fol- lowed her and Mrs. Somers, the latter said something #o low I did not bear, But Madame answered: Iknook; “you out,” seeing the surprised look on my face. %, I am, but I had forgotten all about it! The baby is asleep, and if you will help me I can be ready in time, I guess,” I said, clothes from the closet, pi ‘Sure, ma'am, I'll help you. Btooping, she buttoned my shoce while I ed my hair, ‘When the chauffeur called up that Mra, Somers wes downstairs I had just fastened on my hat. So, taking my gloves, I hurried down, always, as at fret, anxious to keep this, the only really rich woman of my ac- quaintance, from climbing the stairs. wee ah Ore Sar The ride t rong restful and delightful. The were just turning, and as I enthused over ‘their wonderful colorings of russet, red and yellow, I could see that Mrs. Somers was amused. Like all country bred girls, I am fond of nature, and never hesitated to so rew up in front of Mme. Loraine’s a man in livery with much gold lace and many brass buttons, topped by a silk hat, opened the door of the car for us and waved us to- ward the grilled doorway, through Titeat-like curtains aitd's rosy litt -like © and a rosy Following meekly behind Mrs. Som- ers, who 4) not at all im-| wh pressed with thie grandeur, I found myself in « long, rather narrow room with chairs, settees and tables on| amo'a ring. which were vases of cut flowers. The| I could never have told how carpet and hangings were of soft|/ home, what I said, The eventn: dull rose color, Everything harmo- | pas: in a dream, Jack thought nized, I had not dreamed that a| was tired and did not bother me dressmaker's establishment could be| with quostions, But long after he #0 orn was asleep Tiny nwnke wond A tall, willowy creature, with the) how I had DARED! And wae loveliest figure and most amazing) couldn't be sorry, coiffure, dressed in the extreme of] I was a woman and they had gald fashion, walked—or rather sailed—up| I was beautiful in it, u to us and asked what she could do when T sient 1 dreamed that for us. ‘was drownin, “T have a fitting,” Mre. Bomers re- my gold di again in no way seeming im- getting my ryt “Haven't you something in an orango of @ dull gold that she could wear?” “Nothing of that description in "———- Madame stopped suddenly, I wes eure that, looking in the ror, I had noticed an interchange glances. She left us, econ ref with an exquisite gown of dull over her arm. It was all shimmering, with only to 014 yellowed lace to relieve it, She slipped it over my Perl?’ 7 laughed aloud as T lnckes ug loud as I i “We will take thi “She is ravishing! nounced, “Oh, but"—— I stammered, “But me no buts!” Mrs, Somere quoted. “You MUST take that dreea, Madame will eend it and you can Pay when convenient.” Be ill how much?’ ras last man. aged to aay, my eyce a Feflection in the taltron. SY Owe As ge 78 are a friend of Mrs, Somers, so I will Tepied Madame, oO | ‘That rt cheap,” Mra, Somers pered to me, aa I’ drensed, Then | she gave my adcireaa to the tall, beau« téful female who sailed in at Mad: