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eS te Se het mA. e 4 ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. Daily Except Sun by the Press i Row. bed ‘ork. i President pear Sint JosmPHt ab eUAR ccret . at the Post-of: ond-Claas Mai fasts Miao Moealast Ror tatiet and the, for the United States All Countries in the Intermmional and Cansde. Postal Union. Park Now. irk Row, ‘abate "how. soeeeeNO. 19,447 ) WHEN THEY KNOW THE TRUTH! waging righteous war? can we credit the assertion that government and people arc as one? If this policy of desperate deception obtains in England what lots lhumbles itself before authority | Fear to let a people know the truth about its own fortunes is the admission of weakness a warring government can make. Tt means that the people are not the war makes, It means that the real war makers can get money to carry on the be only by doctoring all news but news of victory. 3 Tt means that when the truth finds its way to the toiling millions beer the terrible burdens of this war, from fields, from cities and vil throughout Europe, wil! go up one mighty, all-compelling ery perce. ener Orders placed in this country for munitions of war alone already total $200,000,000. Current communications from Eu- Tope to the United States invariably begin: “Please ship"—. —————-4-—__—___ CATCH THE SPIRIT. 4 NCOMING prosperity continues to roll up facts and figures. Government departments are doing their best to get plain truths into doubting heads. Every day, records of swelling and quickening industry furnish data to convince the A letter sent by Secretary of Commerce Redfield to Chambers Commerce throughout the United States reminds the nation of 960,000,000 excess of exports, reminds it that a $43,000,000 deficit in New York benk reserves has risen to a surplus this month of nearly $18,000,000, reminds it that cotton has to move and that “on many sides mills are busy and factoriys full time or overtime.” 4 i itions in the Inst few weeks and whict The coming winter throws no such dark shadow before as was feared Weeks ago, and the statement is beginning to be heard aad there that goods cannot be delivered ar oromptly are wanted because the factories are too busy. world abroad, both that part of it which is in arms and _ that fe at ‘peace, fe turning toward America for a large Portion of its supplies, and the phrase “Buy it in America” has | Gome to have a potency that has hitherto been lacking. ) But it’s not enough to tell people that good times are coming, be real start.is made when they tell themselves so. ———<-4¢-——______ “I am a private of the privatest kind.”—T. R. Kind of progressive privacy? ‘ — 24 -- HONEST BATHING. HOWING school children how to take baths appears to be a Tecognized duty of the city. Teachers are appointed for this F purpose from the eligible lists like other teachers, An item—“Baths §20,000"—challenged in the budget hearing More the Finance Committee of the Board of Aldermen, drew fron tendent Maxwell) the admission that this money was paid not to swimming instructors but to “other teachers who simply the pupils how to scrub themselves,” Why begrudge or belittle this branch of instruction? Bathing ‘s jinstinct. Nor are its rudiments taught in all homes. Under co- it takes the form colloquially known as “a lick and a promise.” the small boy to school with @ shiny face—and a margin of irbed grime that sets in just abeam of the ears, Washing only is a bad habit early acquired which persists in later life. | The practice of honest bathing is one that the public schools . @o much to foster. It is worth a few dollars to start the young ithe right track by insisting that necks must be clean all the way ra perenne Reserve Bank Here Swamped With Monoy.—Headline. Maay othe beginners have looked for that swamp. Hits From Sharp Wits. it te the man who stande| that they carry off as much before the bull board | bring in.—Macon T; ‘aph, ws he is overworked.—-Pitts- . 8 It seems a strange thing that the eee fuller a man gets the emptier his h are some stieenee for which | becomes. ree ‘will accept our apologies, es- ‘ excuse.| Masculinity in a woman | Wen we offer 6 poor nearly ‘onounced as effeminacy fs now get down to business. of Inquirer, ” ‘pew! and zoe at the same fr, as they e e @ man cannot boast of biue $49 no reason why he should have otreak in his make-up. eee trouble about tidal waves is tru ee of us wouldn't do what w t would do in another's plac Albany Journal, stters From the People but there are almost al! hy seem to this as r fun, 18 fo wot. aaa The Evening Wor ibiening Company, Nos, 43 te AN we much longer believe oft-repeated protests that it is the peoples of the European nations who with heart and soul are When the British Government is afraid to let Britons know the | about their own imminent affairs, when news of the sinking of “Great dattleship is officially and deliberately withheld from the | , anxious public which must produce more men, money ani be the situation in Germany or in Russia where public desire for 4 Bepler’s got a little brother with to tbe ly to officers bay TOUTILIZE Spare TING, SOUETY WOMEN IN WASHINGTON No Ar HE B Tween Te kers KNIT WHILE You WAIT FoR HUBBY Ane Bewe Frere AT The DRS HANER By Roy L. 66 been led Mra. Jarr, issed the chil- dren. “Aren't you glad to see me, my darlings?” asked the boy. “What's in the pack- age?” “Is it tandy?” asked the little girl. “Let me nee!" The packages being opened and rifled of several pounds of salt water taffy and an electric light pistol and @ sand baby doll, the young consented to give sticky kisses and to show their appreciation of the gifts by starting to fight over them. Mrs. Jarr declared she must have a cup of tea, and that, after all, it was well worth leaving one's home, even to tide in a stolen automobile and to find one's seif at an all-the-year-round re- sort without a thing to wear to get back to one's loved ones, “We made our getaway just in Jarr. “I saw Harold Dogstory, e press agent, running along the platform after the train, The whole bunch would have been aboard with us, giving every- thing away; only old Jared Smunk blocked the way by standing on his head to read the train sign at the gate.” “Something tells me they will take the next train and descend upon us, remarked Mrs. Jarr. “Oh, deat Think of that awful Mra. Bingle her dreadful little bow-legged boy!" “Who is the bow-legged little boy, maw?" asked Master Jarr. "Gussie bow legs and he lets us run our akatemobiles through ‘em. Couldn't I have a bow-legged little brother, like Guasie Bepler's got? Couldn't I, ? Izzy Slavinsky tries to ma his little brother's lega bend, but they won't!" “Yes, yes! 1 want a bow-legged little brother!" cried little Miss “They look #o funny!" “That will do, children!” cried Mra, Jarr in emphatic tones, “If any bow-legged little boy is brought to this house I do not want you to cry \t¢ L tell hie mamma that ‘I am sorry but I can't entertain her and her eniid’ mm ahe turned dismally to M ‘What do the Cackleberry oi Mre, Blodger mean by tn- flicting thelr dreadful friends on me? The Jarr Family 8. ap OP Sa gazine, W a wes KNIT WHILE You WAIT A et UEAN T Give SEAT ~, \ | | INIT WHILE Yo) FoR WIFEY Bee [wursey} YRNIT_ WHILE You WAIT For THe VoTE McCardell Coppright, 1914. by The Mrem Pudusning Oo, (The New York Krening World), T seems as though I had, Sinith presented her compliments and ay for years and | wished to know if Mrs. Jarr could go down town'with her to the Hotel Croesus, “I'm so tired!” Mrs, Jarr replied. thought struck her, “What did you bring us, Maw?"| “What's going on?” she asked. She But thenea was informed in full, “It’s a good excuse to te away Jarr explained t> Mr. Jarr. feed company. turn the visit and stay for ages!” case the Cackleberry girls and Mrs, Blodger, their mother, and all that awful crowd descend upon us!" Mrs, “If you have gotten a raise of salary Iam not . going to spend it on grocer'a bills to I go to visit against my will for one day in Philadelphia and that whole gang ts going to re- Mrs. Jarr was a true prophet. An hour later the Cackleberry girls and thelr mother arrived, A _ _ Love is a furnace in which the man builds the fire, and for- ever afterward expects the woman to keep {t glowing, by supplying all be the fuel. And, accom. Reflections of a Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland Copyright, 1914, by The Prem Publishing Co. (The New York Evening World), WOMAN's first kiss is so sweet thi willing to let it be the last, 1D You, R C3 panying them, were Mr. Jared Smunk, his sister-in-law, the old veteran's widow; Mrs. Bingle and little Hal- loway Bingle, the bow-legged boy; Mr. Bernard Blodger and Mr. Harold Dogstory, the press agent. Mr. Jarr had-gone down to his of- fice, Mrs. Jarr was downtown at the Hotel 8t. Croesus, and Gertrude, much as she loved interesting com- pany, would have held the fort. But when the Jarr children saw the bow- legged little boy they cried so up- roariously that Gertrude was forced to a grudging hospitality, Later, when Mr. Jared Smunk stood on his head to look down from the front window at the busy street be- low, Master Willie Jarr was so en- grossed in imjtating him that Ger- trude, the light running domestic, was forced to put three extra leaves in the dining room table, realizing it would be @ long siege, and the St. » nowadays, most men are It is delicious to watch a honeymoon couple trying to behave as bored and disagreeably toward one another as though they had been married 3/4 whole year—and six months later to see them trying to appear perfectly friendly. A woman has no code of honor, but acts according to her intuition; a code of honor, but acts according to his inclination. man always hi Jyst because you have divorced your husband {s no reason you should "| brand him as a pariah; think of all the things you like and admire, but Would not care to have around the house, Some people have such good principles that they never use them— probably for fear of wearing them out, No attractive bachelor ever survived a season of platonic friendship with @ professional “ma: iter”—and still remained a bachelor. You have to believe a man blindly in order to love him—but oh, how Was that the doorbell?” But it wnen’t the doorbell, it was the telephone. Mra, Clara Mudridge- blindly you have to love him in order to believe him! A Kies in time saves nine ae § \ ov Perr rr rr RRR PR ee | Part of Atlantic City’s Population Invade the Jarrs’ Harlem Domicile. KEK KK KK KKK KK KEKE KE KK KEKE KET Ee severely commissariat strained. would be Warologues By Alma Woodward Coppright, 1914, by The P: , (The New York Evening ‘wougnine me Seene—A dumbwaiter shaft in the morning, (kre, A, opens her dumbwatter door and at tempta to whistle, anawer,) MRS. A. (leaning out)—Hello, Carrie! you and Joe come in g0? Movies? ‘The door below flies open in | Say, what time did last night? I phoned down at 10.30 ana] — Delia said you were out. Where'd you Onprright, 14, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Krening World), No. 832—FLODDEN FIELD, Scotiand’s National Tragedy. NGLAND and Scotland had for centuries been snarling at each other across the borderline. From time to @ the sleepless hate would burst into open and murderous warfare. P In 1613 England was at war with France. England’s King, «+ | Heary VIIL, was On the Continent with the flower of his army. This. <5 as. | seemed to the Scotch a good time to wipe out old injuries. James IV. -\ King of Scotland, rallied his armies. The “fiery cross” was flashed from ~ °., mountain to mountain, and by thousands the fierce Highland clansmen ~~ flocked to their monarch's ald. Over the border into England swarmed James and his host of invaders. The invasion spread consternation everywhere. Such English troops as _ were not in France were not mobilized. James seemed to stand a very | fair chance of reaching London. But instead of taking advantage of his foe's weakness he wasted many precious days in capturing fortress towns jin the north of England. This delay gave time for the Earl of Surrey tu raise an English army and hurry it north to oppose the Scotch advance. ‘The armies halted near each other. And, after the chivalrous old cus, tom, Surrey sent James a formal challenge to | j James accepted, and moved his army to Flodden Ei eeaeteamaeaed 3 A Desperate among the Cheviot Hills. Surrey, by a clever mas” Manoeuvre. noeuvre, marched the entire English army behind the. Scotch; cutting off the line of retreat to Scotland, This move placed both armies in the utmost peril. Whichever should be beaten would find itself separated from its base of supplies and its home- ward journey barred by a victorious enemy. It was equivalent to strapping two duelists’ wrists together. . The English drew up in four divisions in the plain below Flodden Edge, the Scotch massing on the hillside above them. On the afternoon of Sept. 9, / | 1618, James gave signal for battle. The Scots’ first move was to set fire to * ~ | their own camps; so that a victory alone could save them from destruction. | Then, at 4 P. M,, the fight bogan. It was over by 6. The English opened the battle by a volley of arrows and of cannonading, The Scotch were for the most part impetuous Highlanders, whose only idea of warfare was hand-to-hand fighting. To them a half hour was a long time for a battle to wage. Their conflicts were usually decided in the first onrush, 80, Instead of replying to the English long-range attack, they dashed down the hill and hurled themselves upon their enemy. The Scotch left wing—its vanguard made up of spearmen—bore down upon one of the four English divisions and swept it off its feet, hurling the whole column back in disorder and threatening to flank the remainder of the English army. But Surrey’s cavalry reserves brought the triumphant charee to a halt, and slowly forced the victors backward. Meantime, the Scotch right had assailed Sir Edward Stanley’s Lanca- shire archers, Against the deadly hailstorm of arrows, the Scots could make no headway. They could not even come to grips with their Lancashire foes; but were thrown into confusion and retreat. King James of Scotland, with several thousand of his best Knights and men-at-arms—the flower of the Scottish army—charged the English centre. Wis warriors hacked a bloody path through the English ranks, James lead- ing them. Cleaving the opposing lines of Knights, James and his mailed heroes fought their way through to where England's Royal Standard waved: through to within a spear’s length of the Earl of Surrey himself. It was é ® one of the most brilliantly desperate charges in the —_—_ The Tragedy { history of arms. o , As he rode at Surrey, sword in hand, James was of a Nation. °? struck dead from his horse, No one knows who slew eon? him. A hundred English Knights claimed credit for the deed. His followers were surrounded and hemmed in. They would not surrender, but fought until not one of that picked band remained alive. The rest of the Scotch army fled, leaving 10,000 dead on the field. The English loss was 7,000. So Wags the World - | By Clarence L. Cullen Copyright, 1914, by The Prew Publishing Co. (The New York Erening World), OST of the ambitious, coffee- stimulated folks who, on a brisk, beautiful Sunday morn- ing in autumn, start out to walk “at least ten miles” in the park or in the country—most of ‘em, or us, walk nearly a mile and a quarter before they—or us—begin to rubber for the nearest trolley car. , hoarse, pul ned =man_ bawiing: “f don’t let NO-body try to tell me how 2 run my business,” we know by dosnd at any passing newsboy iy could give him cards and spades as to the proper way to run bis business. “I wish women wouldn't unbosom a themselves to me about the short- comings of their husbands,” a bright ‘woman said to us recently. “If you agree with what they say about their 4 husbands they immediately resent it e and practically accuse you of being what men call a ‘knocker,’ whereas if you are crazy enough to attempt to defend their husbands trom their im- putations, why the silly creatures in- stantly freeze with suspicion and Just as there isn’t one barber in all civilization who'll cut our hair just the way you want it cut, so like- wise there isn’t one--count ‘em, ONB —tailor on all the inbabitable globe who'll make your qrgueere ee noe fat the bottoms and as high at the v waistline as you, want ‘em made, no genet Rey ‘er’ thelr poor, matter how much you may beg, im- a 4 Grete BOS MeOnEES SS The unmarried woman who, because . 9-4 some one no-account man has played ~~ hey a scurvy trick, lumps all men to- as gether in her embittered roasting of the male tribe tan't a winsome party to meet up with—and you don't meet * up with her twice if you see her first. Why Ie it, by the way, that widows rarely or never pan the male biped in thelr talk? And some widows have had’ a hard deal ¢rom their defunct men folks, too, Over In the Pocon tion of Pennsylvania a month or s0 ago—just three hours from New York—we saw, in the course of a motor ride or two, at least a hundred | thousand bushels of fine, large winter apples rotting on the ground. The farmers said:it wouldn't pay them to .| pick the apples up. Yet you have to pay at least a nickel for only a fairly decent eating apple in New York. Mountain sec- w Mrs..B. (disdaintully)—No. Went to the Elysium, Mrs. A. (slightly piqued)—Oh, you did? How did you like it? I heard it was punk, Mrs, B, (indignantly)—It was not! It was grand! Why, lissen—in the first act Helene, the wife, takes a bell- rope and strangles her busband, and— Mrs. A. (hastily)—Tell me about it thi: ternoon, I called you up last night to tell you that I went to one of the free markets yesterday and I saved a bunch of money! Mri (eagerly)—Honest? I've just been walting for some one to go there and tell me what it's like. What'd you save? » really, Car- out of my Gee, it'll of weeks And me paying Jones fifty a dozen right along. And ten cents a head for cauliflower—ten cents—in these war times, too! And look—put your head out ao little bit, Carrie—I got this gant piece of top sirloin for forty-two cents. grand? How'd you oor it, B, (slowly)—Well, let me see, Isn't it ? C. (opening door)—Shure it'd foine Irish stew, with praties an’ onions D. Goining the commissary de- partment)—Sauerbraten, iss it! Soa mitt vinegar for two days and den—— Mrs. E (unable to resist the temp- tation)—I'd do it in @ bit of a potpie, Sas you know? It's rippin’ done with— ‘Mrs. F. (excitedly)—-Ab, mon amie, a boeuf a mode, wiz mushrooms, wis carrots, wis white wine, wi —— Mra, A. (enraged at the butters-in) Nix ace on the entente cordiale! 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