The evening world. Newspaper, November 28, 1914, Page 8

Sve eFiy siorid. ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITEER Day Sows peg hee Feienne Commun. an 0 ternational Outes =~ All Couatries in the 1 Postal $3.60] One Year. 801 One Mon’ eeeevecvevee seceeeeeees NO, 19,457 TO DIPLOMACY’S CREDIT. WP PRIENDLY protest from the President of the United States » against the practice of dropping bombs from airships upon cities has resulted in the abandonment of such aerial attacks in Europe, | - (Pile country can congratulate itself upon having scored one point for civilization. Why non-combatant residents in cities should be treated like fires garrisons it is difficult to see. Nobody doubts that under ng chances hostile airships can drop bombs enough into Paris to property and kill scores of unarmed citizens engaged in peave- its. But such slaughter is neither magnificent nor war. The most that any warring nation hopes to acoomplish by seria! ment of capitals is to terrorrise the unarmed populace. warfare professes to scorn such methods. ) Since President Wilson expressed unofficially his views on this to our representatives in the fighting nations, airmen of the fm Europe have ceased to drop bombs upon cathedrals, mu- and homes of residential cities. American diplomacy seems to ‘worked with delicacy and discretion. What is more, it acvom- ite end. There is now tacit recognition that this eountry ood eq ia now an ord'nanese in this olty which provides ex- ) dogs on the streets must be muszled at all times playing near Barclay Street Ferry Themkegiv- Bitten by a dog which showed symptoms of day @ newsboy on the upper weet side was e ee THE FRANK CASE. OW that Justice Holmes of the Supreme Court of the United States, though declaring himself bound ‘by the decision of the Georgia Supreme Court, nevertheless expresses “serious doubt Leo M. Frank has hed due process of law,” public opinion in af the country begins to look more than ever sskance ut of justice that satisfies Georgia. fe now commen knowledge, attested by unimpeachable wit- m that not only was Frank not in the court when the verdict was which had grimly determined to fasten the crime upon the Frank is innocent or guilty, a court that listens to the its windows, prosecution that prosecutes not guilt but the p# the religion of the accused, are both abhorrent to good Ameri- + Atlanta made a big mistake if it thought to turn the Jaw into —— We presume Mr. Wiabton Chorohill, First Lerd of the “Britannia needs no Bulwarks,” ote. i Laurel Hill, L. 1., where three or four thousand factory must pass daily—are to be made safer at last. have cost dozens of lives. Three girls were killed on the track week. Following this nowspaper’s publication of the facts ° declare residents of Laurel Hill, “in arousing public sent!- ané in. bringing the owners of the big factories to our ald.” Bu thie came un-pathed, ill-lighted section on Wednesday night rk going home toward midnight, with their pay in their wore blackjacked, rolled off the tracks and robbed. The City York has in its treasury $20,000 which the town of Newt»wn ite consolidation, appropriated for a road at this point. Is me any reason why the road cannot be built, lighted and policed? hedeiasneen , Whenever Cleveland, 0,, yearns to be noticed it starts in te got come more taxes out of Joba D. Hits From Sharp Wits. Women are born to rule and street that way.—Mempais Commer. ee be: cial Appeal. ‘ e ‘There are who express their marriee a rich aypethy eo gilbly as (0 take you get by with the| cure they rejoice im your misfortune Pittsburgh Gus. * Tho it to sald that one cannot wi It fe not always possible to @pell it catacornered or|bow much « man hae to say by a but you can’t cress the ' volume of bis talk.—Indianapolis Star. Letters From tkc People on of “0, K.” used the letters as abbreviation 1 Wendi for “Al) Correct.” other te that e was “AUR PROP Pe Tm Evening Woeld Dsity Mag Can You Beat It? but thet the court shamelessly took its cue from local eace | ——__ he Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell Caprright, 1016, by The Pres Publishing Oo, (Tee Now York Krening World), gentlemen. He was a eclf-made head waiter, and for yeara had been in The Week’s Wash By Martin Green Copyright, 1014, by The Prom Publishing Co, (The New York Brmning World), was quite a slap on the, future. What’ wriet Henry Siegel got up in | old plea Geneseo,” remarked the head ASASAAAAASAAAIBAABABABDABABDARBADDADDD Mr. Jarr Breaks Away in Haste From Society Too fererercerrerrerererererrerrererr ere ls m charge of the lunch counters ef;he came out tm the corridor and anz- fously inquired: “are you better now, High for Him various gilded cafes. Mr. Beagle must have thought such a contingency might arise also, for MERE’S your cart” panted of prejudice without disgusting the nation. “Ww your car?” Mr. Jarr, who British Admiralty, will conscle his country by quoting Mr. was held up dy the hostess of the | Campbell's calebreted Hoe: Dilet feb dinner at the Hotel gt. Croe- @us, Just as be was about te escape, ‘our motor car, your motor car, I LIGHT FOR A DARK CORNER. i grayed Mrs, Beagle, closing Sa EATH CURVE” and “Slaughter House Cut”—roadloas and | 30" 07a nd Guttering the lids, whieh movies and in high society. 7 motor car ie still at the five and ten cent store,” repiied Mr. Jarr. Mrs. Beagle opened ber eyes and exposed dangerous conditions in thie section | gave him a look of disdain. “I thought I was talking to Mr. Searebees |” 7 strain is too great. I expand ef the corporations of the neighborhood has given land for a|too much!” ube gasped again, and Mr. Jarr noticed that Mr. back, the wealthy inventor of the “Sweet Sixteen Vanity Case for 1001 Girls,” had come out inte the matter with th ie Woadea? ‘The “Me, Teo!” Cherus HEY tell me,” said the head polisher, “that while Gov.-elect ‘Whitman has been planning to boo) the offices Pc Aley with Re- Bin Barnes been quietly staking filing claims on th juitable to the purposes of os." Ni ” said the la a “mar, Barnes ls plaatiing to take. car pathless stretches along the Long Island Railroad near| in “Buch ie life in the rural districts,” remarked the laundry man. With John B, Stanchfield ,gs his lawyer, Blegel had the situation in Geneseo made for him. The farmer jurors found Bim guilty’ of a misdemeanor, and two of them, on four ballots, voted him ‘She ta all soul!” crt axing rapturously at “Had Blegel been tried down here) pit the result of the trial might have been different, but the ultimate outcome would probably have been the same, because the Facey gc of many good Mrs. Beagie.| point 1 was firm: Jack should not path to its works. Other companies will undoubtedly follow | oe “The Bvening World's prompt action in calling attention to | won @angere of this death-trap hee already done wonders for corridor, as had Mrs. Jarr. Col. Andrew Jackson Billups, the State officers at the nae See, they tied a being reminded of the Mike-and-Pat Stories and the singularly appropri- ate remarks—appropriate to thing ever after, it would made by Uncle Mose, further scribed as “a genuine befo’ de wab darky.” “Mas anything happened?" asked Mr. Stickleback anxiously. Mr. Jarr steal away from the table and then Mrs. Beagie follow.” “No, I'm better now. turo!" murmured Mrs. Beagle. And concern was not feigned. afraid if Mr. Stickleback stayed y from the table too long the sbt think he wasn't coming back to pay the bill, and as Mr, Jarr had gotten up to go, that would only leave Col. Billups and Mr, Beagle responsible for the bill. The head waiter knew these two "Sarr |against his brow and Dellowed method, that the “It will be pretty hard @ legal sense, that Henry ‘ately set out to swi; put into his convenient ti trusting folk who fell for his promise to pay 41-3 per cent. “For a man without resources Biegel advantages in the way of expensive counsel. However, bave been defrayed is partner, Frank Vogel, who didn’t mean to do it, either, but died before he had @ caunce to demon- strate the fact to a ju misappropriated money after the Biegc! used bad “By Jove, sah, she is the fore- \ ‘woman in Ame: j-| “Zean't reconeiie myself, Jack. How most in rica! Lage ie can eae tak’ to cualy of yeate? It was finally decided that Mre. must be conveyed to a taxi- cab, paid for by Mr. Stickleback, and taken around the block for fresh air, how glad they were to Jarr was appointed lady-in- | see BER,” said the head polisher, “that William Jennings Bryeo th Ha interests oays \e oa) ares waid the laundry man, “he should be ap authority on what con- ne' around the Dem- in cases of breach of trust fi representations, there should be h for murderers using firearms in beat fo “The Prolific Cause of Divorce” HE most prolific cause of @ivorce, I think, is lack of mutual courtesy and respect, Where t fat, all other difficul are evercome. Without them there can be no happy or successful mar- stitutes a milleto: ra loneliness. Pot om By Sophie Irene Loeb| “1"toid Jeck of my desire to have To apeak ine homely way, they get often get lost in the meeistrom of| how I had seen that it wasn't practi- Thi eacl marr le, and he wit age: ‘Please, eae you" and “T beq pote are aid and And there is much wisdom in the final analysis of double harness, as, (0) he sees it gloomily passing before | breeds 60! him. The whole trouble arises from) ties in the the very old, mistaken, worn-out the. @ married couple, though Le before marriage, are wi or It won't work out in marriage any more than it does in mathematics, | fo The people who believe in this chi- they enter into forgotten in the cat-and. ce, man ETS courteous to his wite bis respect for| at ‘These are the words of Justice Guy of the Bupreme Court AMR AN By g"d 4 ey RE What Every ‘i Woman Thinks By Helen Rowland Cropricht, 1014, by The Prem Publishing Oo, (The Hew Teak Mvening Well, ON THE SCIENCE OF GETTING A HUSBAND. . ' Goart, sighed the Widow, sinking weary inte « chair and lay ing aside her furs, while the Bachelor ordered tea, and @0 discouraged!” “Shopping?” inquired the Bachelor, eympathetically. “No,” answered the Widow, “THAT is never ‘tiresome, Bir, | Weatherby. I've been trying to do the impossibie—to help a ewest girl sstve jthe great matrimonial problem.” ed “What IS the great matrimonial problem ?” inquired the Bacheler, brights ening, with interest. - “Why, Gon’t you know?” demanded the Widow, anapping open her vanity. case a1 hastity repairing the ravages of. nara‘say Ghee a hete pemaaee putt. mie a racine sanded of course!” sel a e jelor shuddered. “I hope you didn't euggest ME—er—=: or anything like that.” = ‘The Widow laughed mockingly. ia Onn enn . } Wives Are Born, Not Made. $ a9 PPP PRP PLL PLL PRP PPP PDP PPPPL LPP PPPS ~ ‘ AT WOULD be 4: impossibie!” she retorted. “But, trying to tell a girl how fo be attractive to men is as difficult as trying to teach her how to look 1 Alllan Russell, or to dance like Paviowa, or to sing like Melba. Wives, like geniuses, are born, not made. EVERY- BODY can’t expect to succeed in marrying, any more than everybody can | @xpect to succeed in being a poet or a playwright—especially since the Loré didn’t make enough men to go around.” “Then why don't you divide us up,” suggested the Bachelor. inspiration- ally, “and share and share alike?” “How can we,” sighed the Widow, “so long as one of you insists on marrying three of us, and a lot of you refuse to marry even one of us? And / | so long as one of us can marry three of you and the rest can't even manage I to marry one of you? There seems to be a special ‘talent’ fer marry: which is born in some people, Itke a talent for painting or sewing. You cas | no more tell what it is that makes a girl successful with men than you can tell what it ts that makes a poet able to write a sonnet or a humorist able | to make a joke or draw a cartoon. You can no more teach a girl how to | catch a husband than you can teach her how to int Ike Rosa Bon! fhere aren't any rules and regulations for making a siren or a coquette or.a ;™an-tamer, any more than for making an actress. A successful flirt can) | no more tell you how she charms a man than an animal tamer can tell ¥. ' how he charms a enake or a tiger.” CT aeeeeemaanaamarseammanrarnanaod § Easier to Love Than to Like. $ rwrmemrrrrrrrrrmrnnn:: 6s iHE—er—treatment and methods are the same in both cases, I eup- pose?” suggested the Bachelor softly. The Widow nodded. “Almost identical,” she agreed. “Plenty to eat, to be stroked the right way VERY gently, a comfortable home, and to be let alone most of the time. But one MUST like animals or men before one can fascinate them.” “But,” the Bachelor coughed discreetly, “I thought all girls liked—2iked those things.” “Oh, no!” corrected the Widow positively. “Most of ss LOVE you, indl- vidually. But ‘woman whom YOU love is the one who is just fond of you, collectively—who finds you attractive en masse, who enjoys you in groups and crowds ae well as tete-a-tete. Now, I, for instance, can no more malp ‘petting any old stray animal I happen to meet” —— “Than you can resist flirting with any strey man you happen to be introduced to!” finished the Bachelor bitterly. “The dear things love it!” murmured the Widow, emilingly, “And it | doesn’t do any harm to make them happy for a few moments, if one can, I ;mean the animals, of course. But the odd thing is, that a girl may be as. good as an angel, as beautiful as a houri, and as clever as ein; she may | know how to cook and dance and sing; ehe may have read everything that |ever was written on the art of fascinating a man; but if she wasn't bern | With the ‘instinct,’ @ can no more attract them than a magnet can attract allver. Yet eome little thing, with no figure, no profile, no in! ne aceem- Dlishmenta, and not even a talent for wearing the proper cl will Save them ail following her like sheep, simply because she has the ‘knack,’ the ecoret, 3 The Black Art of Heart Catching. § Ag Rm nnn e 66 CHE Goesn't HAVE to practise,” contradicted the Widew. “She ie. S them by ear’ and knows them ‘by heart’ and masries them ty quantity!” “It's black art!” declared the Bachelor, with conviction. “It ton’t ‘Art’ at all,” corrected the Widow. “It may take art to fascinate but, nowadays, it takes real GENIUS to marry one!” @ Bachelor shuddered. “And to think,” he groaned, “that it’s all a matter of fate er chazso— that we are all helpless little wild animals, living in constant danger ef being caught and tamed!” “Don’t worry!” answered the Widow soothingly. “YOU ere past the No woman can tame an animal, or a man either, after he half of his natural life.” Cuaysight, 1914, by The Frew Publishing Oo. (The New York Evening Wajid, OBAPTER OXil. went. ye a ae a Mei. TER ao little we talked it or pretty, = over calmly. I would tale-| cuss eret,opking, 1n epite’ of mY phone Mr. Flam, and as: Rim to stop on his way uptown after the market @lesed. Mrs. Burns would perbapa ‘tha arrange « light luncheon for us. If mot I would send out f « It. On one 7 ve me; leave the house; should be seen, nor let it be known that returned, until be had con- full of optimistic was doing right; wes his greatest tinte. He had broken be would now satisty| The be, with utmost cour- chat I oe te, pend ‘a 5 may have to be, tha y Phere 1 ry E He ie wie fe 25 + i i fe I feel that now I have you with that I I couldn't eat a mouthful, which ried All I could do was to Now I can relax!" whispered Mare. | ot jeagie, and she fell asleep to the; which I had hi purring of the taximeter. hould soon not be able to Tea for another eternity of time and Norah and the children with me, but ith me, while lovingly Cy me. Ort ae Taemcriomet Fouve forgotten now | clos tat ne | Piooked.” ” on each other without any formeal- i e je bs a ¢