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ee ba ° ‘0m f $ World Daily Magazine. You Neve LET'S HERE, ‘THERE I: OR TWO - IF Tas GEN CoNDeSCENDS 4 CLOSE HIS COMPASS, Wednesday. No pal Ay * word ‘ 4 ater . Re; Evening ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER, Broept Sunday by the Compeny, Nos, 63 to NEVER MIND LET'S HOVE To I'LL STAND UP NOTHER. CAR . HiS GENTLEMAN IS SHINING HIS SHOES ON HY DRESS Entereg at the feconé-Claes Matter. Gubscription Rates Py i TR RA hy, ‘and the Beira: ans ‘World for the United States All Countries in the Intermmional Cane4e. Postal Union. One Year. One Month. VOLUME 55.0... ..ccccscceeseeeses AS IT SINKS IN. . HEN the Democratic party in the State recovers sufficiently | y to figure out what happened to it yesterday maybe it will | fave a few facts and be the better therefor, | If the election proved anything it proved that in the eyes of a| welling majority of State voters the desirability of a candidate has Come to bo measured in inverse ratio to his proximity to Charles Prencis Murphy. A “sweep,” possibly. But not so much « eweep toward anything Br anybody as a sweep away from Murphy. } “The victory apeake for itself,” declares Mr. Whitman. It does. | Bat it doesn’t say nearly as much about Whitman as it @ays about | Murphy. It says in terms plain to everybody that an increasing Bumber of Democrats in New York would rather throw away their | votes than run tho risk of adding one got or tittle to the stature of Murphyism. ‘The pitcher that goes too often to the well is doomed. So ie the party that goes too often before the voters of this _, Mate with Tammany tied to its beck. ny On J ARRESTED CAREERS. WOULD FRIEND REFER VER i Be OST DOWN A GENTLEMAN BY HIS CLOTHES URIES will have it that Jered Flagg, promoter of note, alev Col. “Bill” Hartley and James J. Farmer, dealers and double ealere in beautiful books, have been guilty of using the mails fleece their fellow covmtrymen. Mr. Flagg, it will be recalled, conducted a brokerage business @emnished with fancy luncheons and afternoon entertainments. In lew of the facts that he seems never to have won a cent in Wall @treet and that the monthly business statements of his firm wore art- fal concealments of losses, his promise of 52 per cent. annual return Ye customers bears every mark of cheerful, unmitigated ewindling. Messrs. Hartley and Farmer are convicted of having defraudad | wealthy booklovers of more than 7,500,000 in five years. This they | - accomplished by their personal fascinations reinforced with various Gevices of polite flim-flam perfected by themselves. | Altogether a gratifying round-up. These smooth gentlemen -etood at the top of their profession, where their success has been an @zample end s spur to humbler imitators. Perhaps the letter will Rew reflect. The mail ewindler may have « run for other people's money, but we are learning how to make it a short one. WATCH THE OUT-GO. ITH food pouring out of the country in ceaseless streams of commerce and charity, there should be somebody to wate! the sources and eco that orders are distributed in such manner es to save markets from exhaustion. Otherwise we chall have the food pirates jum i | on the plea of war shortage. veers wn ‘When the Rockefeller Foundation ship Massapequa sailed yester- | Gay with her 4,000 tons of food for ‘tarving non-combatants in Re!- gum it wee reported that not bag of beans was left in New York | and that the buying of 28,500 barrels of flour sent the price up ten} cents 0 bag. | After a mighty harvest we have enormous stores of food. The Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell Oapyright, 1014, by The Pree Publishing Ov, (iby New Yurk Erening World). NYBODY seen anything of Ed | my liquor store and tell it as a secret darr lately? asked Mr.| to all of his friends, let alone me? Rangle, as he stopped into} “By golly, Gus, you got a great lace to see if anybody wanted | heart!" inurmured Slavineky, admir- uction pinochle. jugly. OOOHAOE owed, just to find out for sure. Ed Jarr ain't no gentleman, My wife had the two bucks in her mitt—so's to stall—and Kd Jarr copped it before she could blink or say she'd run in with it when Mrs. Jarr was home. “Ho told my wife thi ve. Jarr “Boys,” said Gus solemnly, home ts when she ain't there. I right, boys?” “A tell "em!" =s=: Wo have plenty to spare for Europe. Nobody wants to stop charity,| “Don't mention that feller’a name| "I got a heurt bier than any- Minne Caacemeer ate, Miche Nobody would put the slightest check on legitimate trade "Jin here!” said Gus warningly, “Ed! body,” said Gus, wiping the bar. “An ; all know he was pinched for speeding in that auto, for we went to the booby hatch and got him ant. Didn't we, Charr gots in bad himeelf and he gete| intelligent education I got, too--more every other feller iu bad. My vife,}than anybody what comes into my Lena, from morning till night, she} Pl And 1 got more money tn bani don't say nothing but ‘Look at such| than any of you, because it is only a @ friend as you have witb his vife| fake that 1 holler avout hard times, ; « But wouldn’t it he well to set a systematic watelh ove 7 904 chipping of all these food supplies, to the end conspirators and price boosters may not find pret ere at home? t the buying | that unscrupylous | ext for more Fuids | By Alma Woodward zi replied Gus. “I don't know private affmire and telliig us ail! We about it.” “Well, what's to prevent hie drop. Ding in if she hasn't left him?” asked air, Kangie. Paicwn’ yy to Tipperary."") ef Mother Earth to go on forbidding the banns. boutonniere! a “The chanitor tells Elmer, my bar- tender, that Ed Charr bas been bid- e|iag up on the roof mit the wasb sald Mr. y over to pay Mrs. Jarr two dollars she * refugee. Buy! Buy! No one could refuse you, fair Your voice has wnusic. (AD this, foo) Reflections of eke a Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland Oopevight, 1914, by The Frew Publishing Oo, (The New York Evening World), OVE is like inspiration: it comes in waves and goes out with the “tied.” dust come in! wonderful, chance, Droaches)—A tiny Slower of the air? A eweot-sinelling bloom, 1; name of charity? L The greatest proof of @ man's love is his willingness to saddle himself hasn't gone down to bis/ with mother-in-law for e girl's sake, 14 Mr, Rangle, “Of course be no harm ia that.” for them. Tell me what you about the war, What ts ths of it? When a man is suffering from the pangs of love he always séems to I Can Tell aut keys, By Maurice Ketten Warologues (ever Nts York Brocton Wordle = RS, A. (calling out)—Buy flower | Tmeans @ meal to some poor | | | As a Topic of Harlem Discussion DDOOSDHOQOHDOHODHHGHOHBAGDGHDOGHDHOGOHGOHGOOHHGOODO IHN’ “the only time you appreciate a vite being Ain't | . _ pen the pockets of coneum | leaving bi But Just the same I never say any- Tash pears llere. Site c _— pe “ * asked thing about it, do Iv trouble in my place or out of trouble 5 aoae he ae destitute cai Petra bdhol hae, for| “Sure not!" chorused the crowd. [out of my place But id Coarra| wl Eis ces @ een ery, sie Panama Closed by another landelide.--News item, Af he could come back from Gus's with| “Well, then,” Gus went on, “I think| Vite ain't left him. He'd be here; snes firerauslie Peat, + New that the Atlantic and Pacific ate wedded. it te cruel B4 Charr’s wite ain't left Lim. If she! saying he didn't care to diegust bis! rebate te haa Mr. W. (happening along) | lady. ‘e ics lela Mrs. B. (running up, breathiess)— Irene! What do you think? Percival D. Plunk, the copper magnate, has He's eccentric—but | Soak him if you get a Mrs, A. (as said P. D. Plunk ap- field, in the | P. D. Pi ohert, | Reins Gates “USE Sas ™ ancients eee Bs! Plunk (severely)—This fair te for! the deatitutes abroad. You're working know cause derstand it—er—Ge. - don't he Logo ee ad fancy that he can cure his heartache by going out and acquiring a Readache, stocked with siege gio fy a laa j gees Pye foto Cs iad he Plunk (moving on)—Bah! That's ¥ Charr should come in A man's idea of being “perfectly balanced” te to be able to keep two} tho way with women. They never end ait ‘all about it. I never | !ove affairs going at the same timo without losing his equilibrium, people's private affairs, Them oe te confdentialler te me than The sweetest slumber is that little second nap after the alarm clock know! Why don't you read? Mian inven wenpee hy tore Mr, Viunk’ ts the password of my lodge, which te|has gone off; but, alas! there ia no falling asleep again once you have/Mr. Plunk! Your reputation as a ‘Protection to the Home!’ this week. | awakened from love's young dream. Plunger {s unassatled, Surely you! bye ve parent metsany? strength of! And 1 want to ask you right behind — won't refuse to take a chance. A Ow al wer, | your face, Chon W. Rangle, have I i ever told any ove the time your vife threw you ouf and you come tn right where you stand and wanted to bor- and that of the Uni ‘The greatest delusion, next to the belicf that friendship can exist be-|1915 model, Berlin body— tween a man and a woman without cuding in love, is the belief that love can exist between them without beginning in friendshtp. ‘To the Kaitor of The Bening World: row ten dollare and I didn't lend it to @ ‘Two poles are set Derpendicularly | you and you suffered Afveen minutes After marriage a woman's heart, like a cat, curls up and goes to slecp; A © feet long! with a broken heart, and them went) but a man’s, like a dog, is forever running off on little excursions of in . A rope to the Dottorn ‘of the “aseen grat, ole home and slept it off? vestigation—and running back again. ited States La, he * A Problem ta rq any cbence. Mrs. B.-Why of course this wa) France } nee—Aany one who's i ft *, nak: that — the top of the| “And you Blavinsky, wi cer ee . Plunk (edging off)--Stoc alster: jaw made trouble Bo keen !s a man's dramatic senve (hat bh iu go down on his knees |y a eiuen | ee. Why don’ fan i V0 ee we nana 8 Davie and swear eternal devotion to one vo Ground, read- | ang you got thrown out of your bow he te going to get away In time to oe cock #" | house? Would 1 ever breathe it in ‘ body's facet No! Nowadays every wan srenis to fancy himself an “Alexander ‘Why Gang Td Cheon aomeia Wy mans gitis (2 congue.” Nt women read? the latest work on the subject Mra. A. (excitedly, to M is seeretly wondering ngagement with auother, oh sighing! ‘ . . ” vhs a alate nae el en ee boot, Mrs, B. (with dassiing smile)—Ah, You see lad a on the t you B.)-~ at ee lg iota hts a Se a vembet 4. 1918 |26.—BATTLE OF THERMOPYLAE—Progress vs. Barba’ | between {it and the sea. There was another way to get over Mt. Acta, by means of a hidden but the secret of this path was known to fow. The Persians were ignorast of its presence. head. And from a_halt-do: Thermopylae to bar the way, This was in the summer of 480 B. C. ee about 7,000, dead Persians. | of the world's soldiery. “Sure! they chorused. “But don't | al | Mra, A. (sweetly)—Well, as I un-| Pattern No. nt epg Burgard Greatest Battles in War History By Albert Payson Terhune Copyright, 1014, by Tue Prew Pustishing Oo, (The New York Evening World). RIUS, King of Porsiu, was ruler of most of the know: Some of tho Greek states refused to acknowledge him as So he sent an army, several hundred thousand strong, to wigs? these little principalities off the map. Greece represented ail that was highest in progress and civilization. Persia was the centre’ 6t. barbaric autocracy. 5 " 3 Southward through Greece marched the invading horde. In those daya; there was but one pass whereby a hostile body could travel from northerm to central Greece. A range of mountains, culminating in Mt. Aeta, erg the archipelago, to a point where an impassable marsh filled in the The only generally known ways to get t this barrier were by two gape, each about five fect wide, with bolling heb! springs on either side of them. These gaps were known-as “the Hot Gates” (in Greek, “Thermopylae )y Down from the north 6 ed the Persian hordes, King Darius at thete n independent states the Grecks massed De naanaaaonned “Hair-Combing” Heroes. Leonidas, King of Sparta, led the defenders, The core of his army was a battalion of 300 Spartan ans who had come thither under curt orders to The whole force of Leonidas numbered Sauer or die.” 5 A Persian scout sent out to reconnottre returned to Darius with the news that only a small army was holding tho pass, and that the Spartan contingent were spending most of the period of waiting in combing out their long hair. Darius laughed aloud at this last bit of news, until a Greek renegade on his staff sald to him: ‘ z he Spartans ever comb their hatr when they are about to fight to the death.” Despising the puny numbers of his foes, Darius ordered @ general’ assault, expecting to clear the pass of its defenders in a single rush. All day long, from dawn to durk, the Persian host dashed itself against the pass. But not one inch of ground could the assailants gain. charge was beaten back with fearful losses, while the defendera lost only a handful of men. By night tho ground was heaped high with thousands of On the morning of the second day Darius decided to try quality instead of quantity, He withdrew his swarm of infantry and cavalry and sent against the Greeks his “Immortals.” The “Immortals,” 10,000 strong, were the crack corps of the Persian army. They were suppgsed to be the Gower To the pass marched the Immortals, chanting their victory hymna, back from the pass, ut the close of day, reeled the smashed remnant of that) Wy crack corps, shattered, hopelessly thrashed, Darius wept and cast ashes on Ve his head at sight of the very mortol fragment of his beloved Immortals aa they cowered past his dais, That night « Greek traitor, Mphiultes by name, crept to the Persiam camp and told Darius the secret of the hidden path over the mountains, AS dawn the Greeks awoke to find the ‘ersiana not only hemming them in from the front, but thronging along the crest of Mt. Aeta behind them. Flanked and between two fires, Leonidas realized that the battle was lost, Through the only line of retreat still left open he sen’ home the bulk of his little army to avoid needless slaughter, But with his 300 Spartans aga with 700 men from Thespis and 400 Thebans ho himself he was. (The Thebans stayed only because they were forced to. They did no fighting worth the name and they surrendered at the first opportunity. Bo the defense that day hung upon the work of the 1,000 Spartans aad Thespians.) Leonidas, as the Persians advanced, did not wait to hold the pass that @ was no longer tenable. With his thousand heroes he The Last charged the oncoming foe. The Greeks burst the Persian line asuin and again, fighting back @ Stand. mighty army and holding it at bay. “ut o But the Greek ranks grew thinner Their speass and swords were broken. By sheer force of numbers they were battered back, little by Kittle, until they came to @ last stand against the side of the mountain. There, with knives and fists and even with teeth, a they fought on until they died. Not one man in the army of Leonidas survived except Aristodemus, Spartan who had been too ili to fight. Aristedemus returned home to find himself an object of scorn for outliving ‘his hero comrades. His whem family went into mourning for his shame. The next year he redeemed hime self by dying bravely at the battle of Plataea, j The May Manton Fashions | amart thf: winter. Here is a tas: in cinating little basqte “e that can be worn over Wy a plain guimpe or a ruimpe with fall sleeves, and that cam 9 made of velvet, Of in, of broadclotly, of ‘oking striped velvet ov of golfine, which 1@ marvelously beat and which gives “& ribbed effect and the same time it soft and pliable, { { { LL, the sleeveless whatever it ts the basque tsa 4 vne, simple y to manufroture, hack can be cites of Lo or on, and the e ished with Ao? material or with binding, or, if with scallops em! by a, Hi gleaming jet. 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She's pretty. the If we can post her before he gets to fere: BE hs ee my dear young lady. You We'll tr fully intormed, t take * usuro in handing you my one thousand dollars! 4 (chuckling, &% ha leave ves & power 1h the comm vutwitted by three weal vera’ hw k—If you can te bout, I have an to own them al FB ‘ a you'd Greta (taking a long brea laed another page, Gret year 1870 the crushing defeat » k woul Q a, the a°by France at the bands of th k would have been for five thou. sand. fi cota Sade Ts Sad: GAY ah, reenatats