The evening world. Newspaper, January 27, 1915, Page 16

Broept Lae ng Nea, 53 00 ote TERE Pees NOW ENFORCE IT. JHE order issued by the Public Service Commission yesterday, Girecting the Interborough to furnish a seat for every pes- Pictures of New York’s cubway “crushes” have been pre- for the diversion of visitors to the Panama Exposition at San Conditions they illustrate may be more or less inevitable busiest moments of the dey. But that eubway users should @0 long been made victims during non-rush hours of the com- determination to ewell dividends can be neither explained nor x 7% Let the Public Service Commission have done with remonstrance. thing now is to beck up orders with enforcement. ; oe . A BIG OUTLOOK. JHBEE billion three hundred millions of dollars is the figure &t which the Collector of the Port of New York estimates of the United States for the coming year. Geclares Mr. Malone, “the value of exports New York ranges from $3,000,000 to 96,000,000 a day. At (HANEN’T Tine HAVE HARDLY Tine T mY Roope | Haven'T Tine To Natt WIREY, 1AM RUSHED value of exports passing through this port $1,860,000,000. The port of New cont. of the export trade of the vo millions dollars increase in exports means enor- bus demands upon producing plants of various kinds. Extension of ' employment of more labor in s hundred fields, quickly hes 2 effect upon thousands of minor and contributory industries. or later millions of individuals will find themselves better off. _A country with euch « prospect must be roused in spite of itself. I can spoil the etart, no doubte retard the pace. ———.4- THE NEGRO SEES IT. ; UB men folks is foun’ out thet they can’t eat cotton.” P| ‘The wife of @ negro farmer in the South thus put the || trath in @ nutshell for the benefit of the Tuskegee Negro co last week. | | Some of the women folk, if we may believe the Evening Post’s| t, have known better all the ‘time. This particular persuaded her husband to raise turkeys and hoge enough to to well a few each week and still have some left for home use. ‘oi speaker from oe gave figures to show the of Tok every dollar's worth of cotton we gro Talse only forty-nine cents’ worth of all other crops. Investigation bas ehows farms of negroes on which there ere ne 3 200,000 om which no poultry is core is raised; 760,000 farms grow RO sweet potatoes, and on 200,000 most part tenants. The Conference ters, bankers and other representatives South that more opportunities be given to grow crops other than cotton.” his is exactly the sort of talk the South must listen to if it } to be eclf-sustaining and not have to come whining to the rest eountry for help whenever the cotton market is bad. And has betéer grasped the practical side of the situation or put more cogently than these Tuskegee negroes. ee Germany to Selse All Foodstuffs. Besieged? its From Sharp Wits sayerabany' Journal” something to Some people aim to attract atten- tion; others meth it _ Pitan get eomething done. sign that a man ages or that he has of ‘em.—Columbia Red eyes are ba . ot ber mean as Jon ee, think they are being robbed t freedom. . sche eee Mosopher says it is better to be -natured and imposed upon than & grouch, which may be all right, generally + but better for whom ?—Phil hia Inquirer. the res 1 | jon.—Hous-| “The fellow who doesn't believe in the Influence @f environment,” re- irked the Man on tho Ci A near-| ther | scorched and smoked. json Frits, the shipping clerk, Mr. Jarr turned into it, right on heels of Malach! Hogan, the jealous|toward avenger. At least, Mra, Jarr after-| think! ward chided and twitted Mr. Jarr to/from finger to forehead. “At least, this effect. The Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell Copsright, 1915, by The Hem Iublishing Go, (The New York Evming orld), PUBTLESS because it was ®| ing small fire fusillade of aparks. He brewery, Mr. Dinkston, the|felt every cell of bis body thrill to figeing poet, turned into it.|the ohms and volts and watts and Doubtless for the same rea-|the whole c!-ctrical category of heat, 4 | light and power, as technically ¢x- eo! pressed; and, as he placed bis fingor forehead, saying “Let me D murmured the electrically charged “It it had been a churcl Mrs,| poet, “at least, my personal mi Jarre remarked upon divers occastons| netism cannot be denied!” afterward, “if it had been @ church) ‘rnis takes time in the telling, but that man Dinkgton ran into and yoU/in reality it was all the happening of had seen him—you would have kept}, moment. When Frits, the shipping right on!” clerk, and Mr. Jarr entered close be- It being a brewery, then, Mr. Dink-|hind they did not realise for @ brict ston turned into It. It being a brew-|period what had happened. And ery, the guileleas and trustful poet|when they did realize it they both doubtless thought its mechanism | sprang with one accord to the ch: was—as he afterward admitted—“‘all | board. life-saving apparatus.” Hefce, when| Mr. Dinkston did not need to be he dodged down into the dark pit/helped out of the dynamo pit, As under the then inactive dynamo tn the power-house, he had a v but trustful idea that be waa plun, in “the shade of a sheltering va' ‘The dynamo had been shut off for repairs; it was afterward shown this was because of an electrical leak, technically known as & short circu't, But the dynamo would atill mote, and the jealous, vengeful and irascible little night watchman, Malach! Hogan, evidently khew it, for be pulled down the proper awitch and threw in the dynamo, which (and it was poetical retribution, for Mr. Dink- ston was for England and ber allies in bis sympathies) was numbered Ue, ‘The minute the dynamo, superim- posed above him as he crouched tn the oll puddied pit beneath it, began to turn, Mr. Dinkston was treated to| wedding except that pitylng after another! his life, ‘ Faster and faster turned and | the dynamo above him, but the pit T beneath was no longer dark, Vivid batore flashes of fire lit it up! Long blue crackling streama and spurts of sparks, White dots of flame that snapped and crackled, little hissin, globules of colored fire that fell in terrified Dinkston crouched) and|to have married and did, hiseed aod sputtered. Fortunately the ofl was non-inflammable, but it It was indeed an electrical t ment for ¢ lect. Under the bd ath eye of trically surcharged atmosphere of the brilliantly iiluminated.pit Mr. Dink- Ceili eek we | WISH IWAS MARRIED (AM LONESOME . INEED A COMPANION - TALK To arr Is a spool and ceased its revolutions— which seemed an age—Mr. Dinkston his hair standing on end and his at- tire ol stained and his faced darkened with oll and dirt till he looked like Mr. Lew Dockstader in bis profes- sional aspect, crawled from under. When Fatima beheld ber loved ove in this condition of smudge and elec- trification she gave one shriek of rage and, turning to the now thor- oughly frightened little Mr. Hogan, ahe screeched: “You little bug! Youse would, would yer! You would try to croak my dolling!” And snatching him to- ward her by his collar, she threw him down and sat on him. Meanwhile, Miss Vera Grimm jpped forward and aimed, “I arrest you in the name of the So- clety for the Suppression of Human Vultures!” But as she reached for- ‘ward and touched the now magne- Reflections of a Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland Coprright, 1918, by The Pine Pubiidhing Oo, (The New York Bvening World), LAS, after twenty-eight, life is just one brand of massage cream After all, a husband is quite as ornamental, a lot more use- ful and takes up no more room about the house than a potted palm. =, ‘The average bridegroom can cheerfully endure all’the tortures of bis “Now-you've-got-her-what-ya-gonna-do-about- the electric pyrotechnical display of|it?” expression with which his cynical bachelor friends regard him. “No matter how much of @ ‘past’ a man may have,” says Algernon, hummed the great spinning spool of| «there is always eome Woman who can teach him more than he ever kn After forty the greatest problem of a wowan's life is whether to pull r stays in tight aud look youthful or to let them out and look cheerful. Usually # man succeeds in making two women miserable for life—the the heavy oll in the pit (in which the| woman he ought to have married and didn't and the woman he ought not The only thing that explains the feminine fondness for the man with @ “past” is that the average woman would rather be “persecuted” than When a man proposes to @ girl nowadays it doesn't mean that he’s are ‘ston felt his hair rise Up stifay anq|!ost bis heart, but that he’s lost his self-control, avore ; ‘ RUE SONEBODY WOOO OVO0OO0 000 000000000000 tized poet, a long blue hissing, pro- tecting electric flame struck her, and she fell back with @ scream. Mr. Dinkston regarded her scornfully. “Females, avaunt!" he cried dra- matically, “Alike from your love and your hatreds, the Goddess Electra brotects her Bon of Song! But now, it being a brewery, a whole squad of policemen entered. { 66] THINK it’s too cold for little Adolph to yo out in the car with you,” sald Ma. “You know sister Carrie is awfully careful of bis tonsils, The child has a ter- ribly delicate throat.” “Aw, let the little chap go,” remon- strated Pop. “It'll be a joy to see the kid's pleasure, You cam bundle him up warm. Why is it that when- ever I want to do anything that ts particularly pleasing to me you al- ways have an objection?” “All rigat, you can take him. But remember, all responsibility’s on your own hei arned Ma, darkly, d little pannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnrnnnnnnnnnnn Pop’s Mutual Motor By Alma Woodward . “Oh, Uncle Milto: Adolph, witb del "t there a lot of buttons? What's this one for?” “You mustn’t do that, dear,” ad- vised Pop gently. “See? You pressed the magneto button and stopped th engine. If you want to know what button’s for just point, don’t tou t re it up “All right, nele Milt cooed Adolph, coming down like a ton of brick on the accelerator, The car shot forward, The front wheels erved Pi imply, unexpecting and narrowly escaped @ peanut cart, whose voluble proprietor called Pop a w pet names. ter han't I tell you not to touch ings?’ he inquired, mildly exasper- that ain't a button, Uncle Milton,” the defense was valiant, “and anyway T slipped when you did that. Can you ‘a car, Uncle Milton?” i make a new rule now,” Pa re- marked firmly. pause. fave you got a hankie, Uncle Mil- ton?” Pop stop cal xtracted the desired ban! nd rted her up again. One minute la le Milton, I'm very cold in my f Pull the robe up, Adolph.” eth ere ea 01 ™ teva hot chocolate, She says ve nourishing.” “Well, we can't stop now. What ‘acing, Adotph? Who are you You Should Remembe By Albert Payson Terhune Coppright, 1918, by The Prem Publis.ing Oo, (The New York Evenitg World), NO. 21.—SEPT. 24, 1869.—*‘Black Friday.” which {t took years to remove, The nation was disgraced and {ts credit was broken.” ; So writes Trumbull White, in his account of Friday, Sept. 24, 1869; 8 date best remembered by the sinister name of “Black Friday.” Here, i brief, is the story, stripped of technical financial details: Jay Gould tried to corner the country’s supply of gold. He aid this by buying up all the gold in the New York City banks—about $: It was a spectacular scheme. But there was nothing spectacular abou’ Gould. He had a trick of working in the dark; acting as the brains of am enterprise, and putting forward eome one else to be the figurehead, and to reap all the glory—and the punishment. Gould was content to lurk moé- estly In the background and annex the profits. In this gold deal he chose James Fisk jr. murdered) as his figurehead. There were oth But Gould was the intellect behind it all Acton fs Sen puetesetite Tae Guns eat ba own iy in the Ty | pretden Grant.> to himself as “The Napoleon of Wall Street.” ~enwromrnwen® In August, 1869, Gould’s syndicate gold for a rise. The chief danger to their echeme’s success United States Government might relieve the ensuing shortage by gold from the Sub-Treasury. This, of course, would wreck the Gould ner." And, to avoid auch @ chance, Gould used his political influence to full. He even engineered a plan whereby, at the crisis, should be away from the capital on a visit to a Pennsylvania vil telegraph communication was cut off. Meantime Gould did all he could make the public believe the Government was behind his gold this was true or false, concerning one or two Government accurately known. Under Gould's maniputation—he had nearly sixty him—gold wéht up from 135% to 140%, then to 144, and at boast was made that it would touch the 200 mark. A natio: Gould controlled, helped him out by overcertifying his checks for Garfield later called this bank “a factory of certified checks.” For a time the astounding plot had every prospect of success. Then Grant awoke to the true nature of it and took steps to check #t, Gould, as usual, had an advance tip of the President's intention. And he acted accordingly. To save himself from ruin he set to work, secretly, ting rid of his own personal supply of gold, before the slump should come, Gould sold as fast as he could, without bothering to notify Fisk, whe cheerfully went on buying, On Friday, Sept. 24, the crash came, The Stock Exchange was a bedlam, Men went insane in the “Gold Room;" the hair of one speculator is aaid to have turned snow white. The street outside was jammed by « screaming Coy ae Business houses threatened to close, because they could not tell what And directly afterward Secretary Boutelle of the United States Treasury ful not to be found. He is said to have cleared up The Lynching That Failed. its gold contracts. Says Adams: all the interests of the country.” ushed himeelf flattened like @ club: through hard work to the top of the hick ig These persons are often trritable . Their work will have ments for the home and office; also prices ought to be charged for goods. The whole acene is beyond all description. v Then came the rumor that the Government was coming to the relief. threw $4,000,000 in gold on the market. is effectively smashed the “corner.” A mob searched:industriously for Gould to lynch him. But he was care- $11,000,000 by his forethought in selling out his gol (and his partners) at exactly the right moment. As for Fisk, bis firm suspended at once and repudiated “The fate of the conspirators was not severe. Mr. Jay Gould and Mr, James Fisk jr. continued to reign. 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