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The Eventag World Detly Mreisleel Cc — saet tamer BY JOSEPH, PULITZER. y mens Sopeag se ‘at the at New Tork as ing} For Rosie All Countries in the Intermmtional Postal yes VOLUME 55. NOT CHARITY. anlabeide, Mattern and the Contisest end UNCHES-AT-COST for echool children, the benefits of which, The Evening World is eceking to extend, ate in no sense a — charity scheme. be take responsibility from parents, ‘They are not meant to pauperize children or «/ In many homes in this city pressure of hard times means, not that te would not gladly get breakfast, dinner and supper for their but that it becomes increasingly hard to find the right kind P food and the time to prepare it. In many cases where both parents work, or look for work, a midday meal at home is impossible. + In euch homes to find three or four pennies fer: the ehild fs often than to find good food and the minutes needed to cook it. For the pennies nourishing, well-cooked food can be furnished the at echool when his brain is at work and he most needs it. Coald the public schools perform a more practical service or ono fe which mothers would be more grateful? moreover, are young animale. Their standards of eat-| Mepend upon what is habitually eet before them. School lunches teach them to like simple, wholesome food and pure sweets. These “i ence acquired react with benefit upon home standards. 7 | Immediately to extend the school lunch system to all the schools a orgenization and money. But, with proper handling, there 1 eo reason, why food-at-cost should not be farnished school children {n'euch mariner 4s to entail no more unde expenee than Bly ether pabiic school function. ' fie soliool lunch is not charity. It merely offers thousandd of “ae outlay. CORNERS FIRST. “loner hfldren a chance to eat good food once a day for the least pos- to The World, involve a threefold strategic : "©, Purpose: (1) To teckle the snow as coon es it begins to fall— Pace with the storm; (9) to pash it directly into the sewers the flow of water is sufficient; (8) to enroll 80,000 reserve who can be mpetqred to duty at an: beur's notice. ‘will have to clear the enow from the sidewalks mn carty fit 1 to go into tho covers with the rast. Otherwise side- sf enow will {pile up along the outer efige of the sidewalk, there to fa until it. can be oprted away. . - Fer the ordinance saya: “In all every corner, equeesing ve- a o'narrow lanes, Even after the heaviest enowfall, if every sa rwere-treod of,enow for thirty feet beck elong the eurb in aan Hen, the relief to traffic would be fmmense. © + Hustting the show into the sewers may eolve the problem, in the centres at least, fester than it can mane: itself formidable. But| “e* 'Sity cave: Clear the corners first, * ee epee £5°' \ “Baty Qi@ well to tak ber Bow! in the ground. Late * see eee ran we Ss —_——<4 ‘A ‘HIGHER CHOKER ON BEER. IE five-cent glass of beer is going to contain less drink and _ More suds over in Brooklyn. Tbe Third Ward Bq Dealers’ Association got together last week and decided to widen the and nanan yeaa nd the combination that sells for a nickel. % ver, a pint of F will no longer weigh twenty-two fluid ounces, sees, dertander will froth it so that it tips the ecale at only twelve * iy: The reason? War in Europe and the liquor tax at home. The wer refuses to boar any of the burden and passes it on to the per. . The latter knows better than to boost the price of a above five cents. But it’s easy to run less beer into the glass. . Whus the tax is handed intact to the consumer, who, as usual, singly pays it all. Hits From Sharp Wits. @ man has had a bride aod Automobile for a while he bei take an interest in other models. for deasert.. —Olncinnatt Inquirer. Tet the Ulusions, "Not aiways, is it the black sheep| Blade. her mbers of aah Ile 4 eee This may sound queer. te ignorance 4s really. bliss we know ‘will cause his head to gnlarge. who must ae puprecnely reas. It will mal as lar during court: as it 4 marrlage-Cincinnatl Inquir rq conten | pocket—and there you are! jotta: it je against the Sul- revolver, rasor, how can I keep my rifle | A fellow need we| without running foul of while,and a razor needs ect ee eee Nate faa s sle. Fake. [8] pentane it they ws Sgt agp r T want to go ~ used Pete powdes the baby after his mother's face beautiful Hy ‘produce & bowl! of blanc mange But if you pat & man on the back too often you A Texas man saya he has prod &@ deodorized onion. This ip real fae ‘What did Mr, Sullivan orpeet us to do- The Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell Cupyright, 1014, by The Prom Publishing Oo, (The New York Evening World), 6s OW did you get rid of the FH caatisverey girls and the Blodgere and tho Smunks ppg eh old of them, including Dogetery, the press agent?’ Sass ae fesr, “Of course,” she om, without waiting for an an- @wer, “I don't mind Mr. Dogstory 0 much, because he was awfully kind to us, giving us free theatre tickets last winter, and yet I don't know, we never got.e cent from him for going to Bis old shows. jut, still, I'm eratefull” “In this case the mumps are no more contagious than the Smunks,” said Mr. Jerr soothingly. “Dinkston only pretended he had the mumps, and if you had eceen him with his head crouched into the neck of the big overcoat and the sleeves dangling, you would believe he had a million Golare, appendicitie, the gift of Drophecy—anything. That is the psychology of wearing an overcoat {mo that gruesome .manner, just as there is @ prychology in moving pic. ture and melodrama heroes aye “Are you Mi itaking off their coats before saving for civiag fou tree theatre makers’ the gitl and the documents, When last winter or are you grateful to Mr, Dinkaton for ridding the house of ante—I mean visitors?” “Why, yes, of course! Isn't that what I'm saying?" replied Mrs. Jarr. “How did be do it? Do you know what Clara Mudridge-Smith took me| down to the Hotel St Croesus for? There was a pilot fish party. Do you know, I often think if Clara Mud- ridge badn't married your employer, rich old Mr. Smith, she would bave been a pilot fish.” “T'm eure I'm greatly intsrested in pilot fish parties,” interrupted Mr, Jarr, “and some day I hope you will be able to tell me what they are and bow the former Miss Mudridge might have been a pilot fish if she hada't married a goldfish, but just at pres- ent"— “Just at present you bave me all on edge the way you wander from the subject when I want to bear how Mr. Dinkston—and although I never liked the man, atill ‘handsome ia that handsome does'—got rid of that crowd of visitors here! If you would only keep to the subject I wish you WOULD tell me how hegot rid ef them! Although the Caokleberry irla are really not so bad if they weren't such dreadful husband hunt- ers, But, then, yogi can't blame girls who live in Philadelphia wanting to marry in New York! So I want to know how DID he wet rid of them?” “He pretended to have the mumps, and he had an overcoat, or rather wore an overcoat over bis sbouldera, without his arms being in the sleeves, the hero stands in his shirt sleeves you KNOW he Is going to save the girl and the documents and isn't going to perish in the attempt, either. It's just the same when a woman’ hair comes down—it's either for com- Mec weet; FHAHALABAPADPAAABABAAAAISAALAA AAAS Mrs. Jarr Fears an Attack Of “Psychological Mumps” fererererrernrrr Kerr rrr KKK rere ee edy or tragedy. That's why women never let themselves be seen with their hair down except for tragedy or comedy.” “I don’t Ike practical jokes,” re- marked Mrs, Jarr. “And yet, I sup- pose we should be grateful. We'll tn- vite him to Thanksgiving dinner, No, he te an incessant cigarette smoker.” “What has that got to do with it?” asked Mr. Jarr. “Why, I'll the table decorated with paper e—although turkey is eo dear I'm king of getting a Bice goose for Thanksgiving—and we'll have paper pumpkins and witch- ee—no, witches and black cats are for Hallowe'en—and cigarette smokers often eet fire to the paper table deco- borrow some money, isfied and will keep. “Please, mum,” sald Gertrude, the Jarre’ light running domestic, “I was just at the grocer’s and saw Mr. Dink- The Dower of Beauty By Marie Montaigne Copyright, 1014, by The Prom Publishing Co, (The New York Bening World), » EW things so mar the fa always an indication of age; F and, as she sald, an overcoat worn that way has a strong paychological eftect"-— “Was it your overcoat? It must be burned! How long was Mr. Dink- ton in the house? Where are the Z| sulphur candies? Ob, dear, you are in which their owner most frequently indulges, Taking Out Wrinkles. as wrinkles, and these are by ho mea: ther do they indicate those emoti id the three emotions which most liberally line the face are temper, worry, which includes: ner- vous atrain and anxiety and sorrow. critical observer, and, For the sake of the nerves and health, physicians adjure: ‘Don't worry,” and beauty specialists ad- ston golng into the pawnbroker's with | 2 overcoat he didn't come out with.” ‘Sehieuemasneeabatenasmmaeasnsinenars ote hoe Yor ntcltg Wongens O T was on Saturday 9.80, that Ma opened the door to a wan-looking being who stumbled over the thresbuld. It was Pop! ° q “Milton!” screamed Ma. ‘Can it be that you are intoxicated? Oo-oh! The very time that I make a terrible sacrifice and stay home from the Yale-Harvard game #0 that you can take a bunch of business friends, you pay me like this, Oo-oh!" Pop emitted a sound that was half sorrow, half biood-curdling vicious- fora he commanded flerce- ly. ‘m going to talk. i'm going to talk antl the last thought that's wa fon raise your eyebrows if you bi ‘8 itand. It will irritate me. n't answer any questio! ry it I ask them. siciia “You know that Bill Sawyer is one of my best customers, You know thi he asked me, as @ special favor to bie, to drive three of his men friends and himself ed % New Haven. You know thi four seat od only four, when I bes sted Bill said up there, bi re. ‘That he'd er That it was only a question of being on the spot. “What you don't know is that my id to ribbons by the wind o because the fellow altting benlde me was an outdoors and insisted upoi paying the eld di ‘Thi monish their clients in like manner, | but from wdely different reasons. Worry ts a deadly foe to beauty. Then, too, lines are graven in the face, particularly 11 by reason of defective eyesight, and this should be attended to early in oxder that one's loveliness may not be permanently marred by squinte, creases in the face and forehead, nervons fatigue induced by bad nd ches, y are easily, if slowly a ly re- ut this care, After cleansing the face, bathe it in lavender cologne or, if that is not or any good astringent lotion, Lavender is soothing to the nerves of cloth Its removal will reveal a rested, face and smoothes it out wonderfuly, Keep a with the cologne over the face for half an hour, if one is very tired. smoothed-out face, Then evenly ‘and | bo firmly, but gently, work a skin food or cream into the forehead, rubbing outward trom both sides at the samo time and taking care not fo pull the akin, that they will all out ane disappear. The be ‘The motion should be upward and outward and the lines well fed, eo , Mitt, ao" ‘that, Th ct Ld ro when I get the tloket ‘That to nave myself frome the spot, I bought a been found in the reine of Coney Island last September. That the chauffeurs there woulda’t speak to me because I ‘That world ‘OF see And that pony Poiiton people—and then some—passed me, smeared with crimson and blue~and WENT INTO THAT PLACE! none that they camo ow! ure afterward, drunk with | for rr tickling my nose ny thi and yelling, "Ob. you i at me. at Bill's tough luck, Mitt ant Beis sight, at) t hath become an abomination in his sight!” ; | business may languti ‘& soul to loose! | bast next: ae a3°° Greatest Battles . *-. in War History By Albert Payson Terhune’ NEE GREATER Ie ean a cae ae THE ASSAULT OF BADAJOS.—A Feat of Ae 34. and Disgrace. HIS {s the story of one of history’s deadliest fights and ‘ates Sa T tional disgrace that followed close on the heels of victory... In Spain, about five miles from the Portuguese border. | © the mighty fortress town of Badajos; the key of aay. : to Spain from Portugal. Badajos was hemmed in by bastions ané hy, of fortifications. A gigantic castle was its citadel. Every, part, town was built to withstand a siege. Even its cathedral was tom! | France and England were at war. France held Spain. pal , Engtand’s ally. ‘Twice the, English had tried to take Badajes,’ ant | thay had been beaten back’ by its strong French garrison. J , ‘Then a later British army under Wellington advanced agatust: ington chose a time when the two guarding French armies | ehats Soult and Marmont were out of the way. - His men were starving. Their red coats had faded to yellow ané rags. He was advancing into a hostile country where bis foes gready. Quewwrrrnenw, Numbered him. It was the moment for quick else for despair. A, Seoret And Wellington had never j Attack. despair, He made his plans stealthily, not even-1 Portuguese allies i ‘on the secret. In the last half of March, 1818, forward and besieged Badajos. The garrison—French, Hessians | {ards—looked on the siege as @ joke, Weilington, during the next‘ days, carried a fow I'rench outworks und made one or two breaches: wall; but at the end of that time he was as far as ever from taking the. | itself, Also his spies brought him word that a French army under’ | Sous ‘was marching rapidly to the relief of the place. $4 There was no time to lose. Wellington resolved to stake | one general assault. In the rain and fog of the night of April 6 hes attack. Gen. Picton’s division, carrying ladders, crept to © placed against the castle walls at various swarmed up. But the French were ready for them. From the top ramparts the besieged caught hold of the upper rungs and threw the with their human burdens back on the stones below, d other misslies down upon the Brit at the wall'’s foot, and scourging them with volleyg of musketry. Before that storm of death the British wa’ and then rai danger. For a moment the assault seemed a failure, But @ young J! idge by name, rallied his own company, dashed forward, hoisted, e fallen ladders against the wall and was the first man to mount, it. He fell back dead, but his example had fired the British to new courage. ‘Again they planted their ladders and again they swarmed up’ then Xs the face of almost certain death, This time enough men gained the’ to hold the ramparts until their comrades could mount. The scaling ‘party’ fouglt their way inch by inch through the castle until they hed ‘illed ier captured or driven out all its defenders, ' Meanwhile another British detachment assailed the city by wap of of the breaches in its outer wall, first filling the intervening ditch with. of hay. The French had expected an attack through this breach ‘and. mined the position, An explosion sent dozens of Englishmen flying the air and killed hundreds more. The survivors pressed beaten back at every charge, the French soldiers le above them and shouting in delighted mockery: “This way, gentlemen. Why don't you come in?" At the San Vincente bastion a body of troops under Gen. Walken: ot lant fought their way into the city and, alded by the men who, had eqisea the castle, completed the conquest, forcing the garrison to , surrenders Badajos was taken at a loss of 5,000 British. The defenders’ exact ‘Jone’ le not known. ‘Sande of Horror. Cea and pillaged and burned and outraged at/witl..’ officers apparently made no effort to control : them. Wellington himself permitted the horrors to go on, perhaps because ib pea nea not the power to chgck them. Badajon was one vast shambles filled with screaming drunkards, whe recled about clad in stolen silks and laces, brandishing golden chureh |veavels and crucifixes, shooting helpless townsfolk: and ‘pi for love of carnage. The orgy ended after two days, not through any. ‘Wellington's, but because the revellers were tired out or bad succ! the stupor of drink. Sayings of Mrs. Solomon. By Helen Rowland | | Copyright, 1914, by The Press Publish ing Oo, (Tee New York Evening World), Y DAUGHTER, the heart of a woman in iike unto a kitten, M curleth up upon the wedding day and falleth asleep. Y hither and thither upon excursions of investigation, yet returm~ eth ulways unto its own fireside. came upon a Fluffy Thing of pink and yellow, wh saying: “Alas! alack! since the dys of our honeymoon, my lord bath ton | exceeding BORED with my company; for he yearneth for 9 Woman’ Ieenect, and only an ‘Highbrow can satisfy him. Yet he hath married Mm: a Docdlewit!” And, further on, I came upon a Literary Woman, and she likewise a‘ by the river, and wept, crying: “Woe is me! For my lord hath departed for his club, Alas! be. clareth that I have got upon his nerves, and since the daye of our moon heyhath sighed for » pink-and-yellow Sofa Pillow. Le, I em THISTLE in his side!” And, again, I came upon a Beauty, who also wept into her ein cream, saying: “Go to! my days are spent in the beauty shops and at the modiste pleasing in the eyes of mine husband. Yet he seeketh company of a FRUMP, who weareth short hair and epectacies aué eth him with her Originality and her cleverness, and my blends who wept and besought maj’ ” mig Hi “noe ‘And thereatter I came upon a Cute and Witty Thing, -whe quashed bes teeth and tore her hair, saying: “Alas! I have driven my, Beloved away from | me; for he because I cannot take life SERIOUSLY. Yea, because I can make gram but cannot fry an eggs he despiseth me, and longeth fog domestic damsel!" ‘Then I went among the HUSBANDS, and admonished them, . “since y@ are all dissatisfied with the wives which ye have, not exchange them? “For, though war and pestilence have come upon us, and all, omit’, till do the Divorce Mills grind merrily: ea.' But they mocked me with their ha-has, answering: “Nay, nay! We are NOT dissatisfied with our wives; for we hi selected those virtues and charms which rejoice us MOST es diet. “But another woman is a CHANGE! And what man can eubetet ee ever upon roast beef or pate de fole gras or souffles or any OND mange Verily, verily, my Daughter; every man requireth TWO wives: .° “0” One for Sunday—and one for week daye. tran One to soothe him—and one to stimulate him. . anid One to save bis soul—and one to save his socks. fee One to amuse him—and one to inspire him. And many others for VARIETY! Selah. + Bf er ja wat), 10 ’ I ly able to Martone and things, ‘f ran that’ car Now York ae fast es the lew & word | He) bie‘ friends She = Hire ky tes eating ra [apne at Cafe) Behold, I went down into Babylon in search of wisdom, and theset” . I have banted until my ficure is as a calling card, and sf that I ~ J A Ue age i But the heart of a man is like unto a watchdog, which weed = 5 ———. Then for two days followed an orgy that ‘shal A Carnival $ civilization. Thé victorious British: troops mur

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